National School Prince Is A Girl

Qin Mo looked at this scene, and the light was sinking.

Stepping over and handing out the hand from the trouser pocket, I took Fu Jiu's cigarette and squatted on my thin lip.

Fu Jiuqi smiled and said: "Look at me, listen more, say, wait."

"I don't have a car to go home." Qin Mo took the car key, and the voice was very light. "You will open it for a while, first put on the mask."

The reason why I say this is because in the face of this face, Qin Mo always has a feeling of wanting to destroy something.

Fu Jiu finger and a button, and laughed: "Do not open, I am underage."

"After the age can turn over the wall can not drive?" Qin desert raised eyebrows.

Fu Jiu sighs: "Meng Ge, you can't always poke me because you have been wrong with me. I said it was me. If you don't listen, you will kiss you all at once."

Fu Ji just thought about it.

The big **** is a big straight man, and this kind of thing can’t be accepted.

After all, the **** did not seem to recognize her at that time.

After Qin Mo listened to Fu Jiu’s words, he reached out and played the guy’s head. His attitude was calm: “You are too slow.”

"Anyway, just kiss it, it won't be like it." Fu Jiuqi smiled and said: "If the indifferent brother feels uncomfortable, find a girl and kiss."

It is said that the dawn of the Qin desert has completely faded.

This time, he said nothing.

After turning around, I gave Fu Jiu two words "Go."

The voice sounded like it was mixed with fog, and there were some unseen drops?

At that moment, Fu Jiu felt that he had got it wrong.

How can that person fall behind?

She paused and kept up.

Qin Mo is like suppressing something. After opening the door, he slammed the wide spring water on it, unscrewed the lid and took a sip, screwed it on, and threw it into the car at random: "Get on the bus."

This is the second sentence of Qin Mo.

There is still a distance from the dance to the city center.

It is really not easy to go to the night road in Jiangcheng.

The degree of smog is very high and the visibility is very low.

Fu Jiu did not know whether Da Shen felt that he had kissed a "boy", so he could not accept it psychologically and was in the most psychological construction.

It was only at this time that it seemed that no one had time to manage the fact that Qin Mo had just drunk the wine and drove the car.

Because the indifference uploaded by the Qin desert is so obvious.

So that Fu Ji once again rubbed his lips.

He spoke openly, with a warning: "You rub again, believe it or not, my brother will teach you again, what is called kissing?"

Fu Jiu turned his head and looked at the handsome face of Zhang Junmei. The heart was really unacceptable.

Yes, wipe her strange.

If it wasn't for the great **** who had just made a big effort and took a bite of her, her upper lip would not be numb and swollen.

Listening to someone’s low self-talk.

The eyes of Qin Mo followed a little bit of warmth.

Can be warmed back to a certain point.

The deep gaze was placed on the upper lip that someone said.

Then slowly move down, it is a good curve...

Fu Jiu of course noticed his sight.

I felt a little in my heart.

The face is a smile that looks immobile: "Do you think that you are very real? If it weren't for the camouflage props that Lin Feng gave me, I don't know how many people would recognize me."

Qin Mo did not speak, slowly picked up the eyes and could not tell the danger.

It is at this time.

Fu Jiu reached out and pulled his hand over and pressed it directly on his chest...