MTL - National School Prince Is A Girl-Chapter 1732 First thousand eight hundred and nine

Chapter 1732, the first thousand eight hundred and nine

Floating and sinking.

The sensation of falling in her ear is becoming more and more obvious.

She was so on his way to the table, and even with his fingertips, there was no strength.

Until the sound is broken.

After waiting for it, one hand clasped her waist with a low magnetic voice: "Comfortable? Um?"

The thin nine trembles, the thoughts are empty, and the fingertips have not faded.

I realized that he seems to have recovered again.

Shuangyu just wants to be slightly open.

He was scorned and kissed the neck.

The temperature in the room has warmed up again.

I can clearly hear the screaming noise.

Every sound seems to ooze sweetness.

And thin nine, when it is tolerated, will stretch her neck, the beauty can not be square.

This is true.

She is only wearing a white shirt.

For Qin Mo, the fundamental and pure medicine is undoubted.

What's more, she is still wearing him.

So even though he was very patient, he did not wait until he went upstairs.

And he likes that feeling.

This seems to be her support point only his feelings.

It is almost impossible for Qin Mo to stop.

The thin nine body is soft, and I don't know how many times I have been asked by him.

The night is still very long...

The next day, Bo Jiu woke up in the car.

Lengthened Lincoln, he let her sleep in his arms.

I don’t have to think about it, it’s what he helped her wear.

When the thin nine was lifted up, he saw the face of the handsome abstinence, the arc of the chin was very clear, and there was no ridiculously excessive appearance yesterday.

Faced with such a face, thin nine back pain, but also endured.

Simply adhere to the principle of taking advantage of the opportunity to take advantage of.

The hand slipped into his shirt.

Qin Mo is low-lying: "When you wake up, you can do bad things. It really suits your style."

"If the indifferent brother can cooperate with me, it will be better if you don't move."

Qin Mo hooked his lower lip and leaned closer to her ear. He said with only two people: "Who made me move again yesterday and then lick it again? Um?"

Thin nine did not speak again, his face was red.

The low sound pressure of Qin Mou: "Reassured, I will go to the place for a while, let you touch enough."

After that.

Thin nine knows.

The place he said is a hot spring resort.

The top layer, only two of them.

He seemed to like her wearing his clothes and let her wear the white shirt into the water.

It is very hot all around.

With a thin mist, like the moisture of the mountains, the inexplicable feeling of a fairyland.

No one will see them.

Qin Mo will not allow anyone to come over.

Moreover, he also fulfilled his promise.

Holding her hand to his waist, she leaned against the edge of the hot spring pool, and gave her a thin lip and a slight hook: "Mrs. Qin, please."

Thin nine really wants to take advantage of it, but this cheapness is the last one, and the last one is still her own.

“How?” Qin Mo took the man back: “Would you like to start and mess up?”

Thin nine-year-old lazy way: "I want to touch, but it is too tired, you have to promise me, don't do it."

"Yes." Qin Mo chuckles: "As long as you don't want it, I won't move."

It turns out.

It's better to be a little bit faster.

Because he really didn't do anything special.

Qin Mo sometimes pays attention to his promise to thin nine.

But the kisses that fell on her were one after another, and there was no resistance at all.

Especially the kiss still carries the water temperature, so that the thin nine is hard to rely on him to quench his thirst...

Son, fast.

(End of this chapter)