National School Prince Is A Girl

To suggest a person is very simple.

As long as you know what the other person is thinking, it is very easy to complete.

However, Qin Mo did not want to pick up the bottle of water.

These people look too dirty compared to his prey.

Is the appetite being raised?

Qin Mo’s brow picked it up and just planned to close it, and there was one more person on his shoulder.

The smell of a good boy passed over, and with a smile, his voice hit his left ear: "Sorry, my boyfriend is not used to drinking other people's things."

Qin Mo does not have to look back, but also know who is talking.

Except for the prey he is interested in.

Except for his current gold master.

No one will say such a thing.

Qin Mo turned his head and saw the good-looking side face, licking his lips in the direction of him.

That means to say that you are doing good things.

Is this jealous?

Qin Mo felt strange, reached out and pinched his chin and kissed him.

Someone just drank water and had a sweet taste in his mouth.

"Stolen to eat sugar?" Qin Mo casually asked, did not mean to push the boy down from himself, but instead smiled evilly: "My gold master is really naughty."

The thin nine was caught off guard by the pro. In addition to the name of the great god, the two sisters on the opposite side could obviously hear it. She was too lazy to move again. Declaring sovereignty was a matter of directness.

The girl who talks is good enough to be bold.

I did not expect it to be so embarrassing.

She just listened to these two people and thought that they were really brothers and brothers, and they didn't think about other things.

Now, when I see two men coming to travel, it is not the relationship or what it is.

The girl blushes and takes the mineral water back.

Thin nine smiled at her lips.

For a moment, the girl’s face was red again, and she always felt more intimate than a man who was inaccessible.

Qin Mo also noticed the movement here, the depth of the light was deep, and when I looked at the girl, the color of the fundus changed obviously. The sun was like the night, and the endlessness was endless.

Let the girl chill, always think that this person is like killing her.

It is clear that his mouth is still laughing, how can people feel this way.

Qin Mo did not look at anyone, but the backhand held the young boy, directly let someone sit between his legs.

The same is the waiting, there is no such sitting.

Not sitting directly in your arms.

Instead, Qin Mo sits in a chair. The thin nine is like a large doll. It is superimposed and is also in the same sitting position, but the focus is on the first half.

It is also that the legs of the Great God are too long, and the average person still makes such a sitting posture.

The people next to them are all big, but this is still abroad, and it can be so open.

Boji also felt that they had too many eyes.

There was no point in changing the position of the posture. Instead, both hands wrapped around her waist from behind, and the chin was placed on her shoulder. The eyes closed and the eyelashes were long, like a fan: "I am tired."

Three words, the success of the thin nine did not move, sideways, vacated a hand to touch the head of the god, the black hair slipped from the fingertips, really like a child, a little princess appearance.

Thin nine smiled, and my heart was soft and messy, and my mouth groaned: "I will get on the plane in a while, and then bear it, huh?"

"Okay." Qin Mo's hand did not loosen, and Jun's face was mostly buried in her shoulder pocket, leaving only the mixed-blood side that people couldn't help but want to look back. After all, it was amazing.

The girl standing next to me has never seen such a person.

When looking at her, that suffocating, whoever looked at it would be shocked.

But the next second, when he faced the boy, the gentleness of disguising, almost melted everything.

However, the teenager is like a child who looks at the man with a demon-like look.

The girl only feels that her heartbeat is so fast that she dares not to say anything more. She can only take her friends and hurry.

The rest of the bystanders, with curiosity in their eyes.

After all, a big man is embarrassing and quite unusual.

For this, Qin Mo did not care, as long as his prey is still within his control.

However, he found that he was not completely in control.

When he got to where he was familiar, he wouldn't know, including the phone call she had made before.

Their mutual friends?

Qin Mo’s eyes smacked and squatted.

Soon, the plane began to arrange check-in.

It’s a tour group, not many people will check it out.

There were no unexpected situations on the plane.

There is only one point, and no one has noticed that a gaze hidden in the crowd is full of gloom and unwillingness.

It is Jiajia.

After she escaped, she thought of too many ways to get a new identity.

At last she got everything, and then went to find someone, but there was no news at all.

When she saw the video on the Internet, she suddenly remembered that the place where the person would go back was definitely Jiangcheng.

Because in his subconscious, he wants to go back to the place he is familiar with, and crush all those that he thinks damn.

This is the real Qin desert.

Fan Jia looked at the backs of the two people and smiled slowly.

Psychological cues do not go wrong.

Now that person is staying with the teenager, I am afraid that there is not much truth.

The biggest possibility is to treat each other as a prey.

The teacher once said.

They are psychologists, and they will pretend most, especially when they have a purpose.

Now, she only needs to return to Jiangcheng, and find a way to get in touch with Qin Mo, and then do a little guidance.

He will really belong to her.

Because memory also changes with psychology.

Fan Jia did not feel that there was anything wrong with replacing the position that was not his own. She was sideways and hidden.

Now her image is everywhere.

Fan Jia did not dare to show people in front of him, and deliberately got a slap in the face before he was able to buy a late night flight.

At this point, the aircraft has been flying for more than two hours.

Thin nine and Qin desert are sitting side by side.

Under the package is the entire first class.

One is not wanting people to spy on them.

Before coming to the plane, Qin Mo said that he was tired.

As a overbearing president, do not show your financial resources at this time, when to show.

Plus the money of the thin nine does not have to be moldy.

Decisive when it was a local tyrant.

As a result, the tired person did not sleep, the slender legs were slightly lapped, and a newspaper was watched, and the abstinence of the whole body was breathed, but at this time, the dark taste was mixed.

Instead, the thin nine, the head turned to one side, the broken hair hit down, revealing the true color inside.

silver gray?

It seems that his gold master still has something to look at him.

Qin Mo picked up his brow and his right hand froze, so that she was leaning on herself. After all, he liked her body temperature, very warm and not hot.

The flight attendant who pushed the dining car came over and saw this scene.

After pressing the sound down, I asked gently: "Mr., what do you want to drink?"

"No, give me a blanket, thank you." When Qin Mo said this, there was no warmth in the scorpion, probably because the teenager frowned.

The flight attendant should have a good voice. When I looked back, I saw him with one hand and the person in his arms. The voice was low and the voice was very nice, as if it was easy for the craftsman to hypnotize.

The stewardess listened, shaking her head and shaking her head.

I almost forgot what she was going to do.

And Qin Mo is looking at the thin nine, reaching out and pinching her face, the body shape is low: "You better not see others, my gold master small prey."

The thin nine is not too shallow, probably because the breath of the clothes and the breath on her hand is too familiar, making her feel comfortable.

When she was about to land, she woke up. The sight was his left hand. The knot was very clear. He played playing cards, and his other hand was placed on her head, glaring at her. hair.

After seeing her open her eyes, she smiled and smiled and fell on her forehead, but there was a danger of being invisible.

"This is Jiangcheng?"

Thin nine looked at him with his eyes, took his hand and put it in his own hands, and played it twice: "Well, this is Jiangcheng, don't you like it?"

“No, I don’t like it.” Qin Mo’s eyes disappeared because of the temperature touched by his fingers. “It’s just that I can’t remember how I lived here before.”

Thin nine heard, suddenly smiled: "You are very famous here, many people like you very much, you have a group of brothers, I am dead to you, but you still like me the most."

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows. To some extent, the prey he looked at seemed to be very thick.

"Hey? What else?"

and also? Thin Nine thought about it: "If you secretly love me, I am embarrassed to say that I have sent me a lot of books and let me comprehend myself."

"What are the books I sent?" Qin Mo asked carelessly.

Thin nine is very handsome and sat up straight: "What overbearing president fell in love with me, where the sweetheart fled, and some titles I didn't remember."

After listening to Qin Mo, the finger knocked on the corner of her mouth.

"What?" Thin nine raised an eyebrow.

Qin Mo leaned over and kissed her lips. It was very light and very light. The breath followed: "Water stains, when I feed you water, you don't drink, but I am very curious, you are comprehending in the book. What is it?"

"Of course, your love is beginning to open." Thin nine stretched his hand around his neck, and when he smiled, the tears in the corner of his eyes could bring out a little bit of luster.

The lower abdomen of Qin Mo was tight, and the fundus also followed.

Fingers across the blanket, sneaked into her sweater, when the smile evoked, I don't know how, even the human body temperature can rise.

Thin nine can clearly feel his strength, suddenly trembled, his eyes brought out the water.

Qin Mo voice is low, low sexy, just in her ear, breathe a little bit, and people bowed their backs.

"It's a pity that the plane will land, or I can tell my gold master here. In those books, you should not only write about the beginning of love, but also..."