MTL - National School Prince Is A Girl-Chapter 1730 The first thousand eight hundred and seven (indifferent, nine days, sweet every day)

Chapter 1730, the first thousand eight hundred and seven (indifferent, nine days, sweet every day)

On the second floor, Qin Mo stood by the bed and looked at the pills spread out in the palm of his hand. He picked it up at the end of his eye and then put it in his mouth. The lips seemed to smack a ring of arc.

This scene is not visible. After all, it is a kitchen killer. It is certainly not a matter of vigilance.

After Qin Mo came back, she also asked: "Is there any paste?"

“No.” When Qin Mo made steaks, the posture was very standard, and the process of pickling was also handsome. The steak was very fragrant after coming out.

Although there are other plans for Thin Nine, this does not affect her desire to eat steak.

The meaty attribute of her, almost the steak came out, was cut by Qin Mo and fed to her.

The action of thin nine is always fast.

Before being controlled by Qin Mo, I can still eat slowly based on appreciation of beauty.

Today, I will occasionally take a look at the time and move a lot faster.

Qin Mo holds the same way as before, and the standard posture can go to the poster, and there is a pair of glasses on the bridge of the nose.

He doesn't wear glasses often, except to match clothes.

Eat almost half of the time.

He put down the knife and fork and reached out and squeezed his eyebrows.

Thin nine originally held one hand with his chin, and he was lazy. After seeing this action, his eyes could not control a little brighter: "How? Uncomfortable?"

"No." Qin Mo glanced at her: "It is a little lacking."

It’s right.

Thin nine smiles: "Would you like to take a break?"

"Yeah." Qin Mo whispered, this guy looked at him, is it so happy?

Looking at the clock, Bojiu calculated that the efficacy should really start to work.

At about 7.20, she tapped her finger on the table.

Qin Mo reached out and untied a shirt button.

"Hot?" Thin nine raised an eyebrow.

Qin Mo: "Well", the slender fingers unleashed one more, this action he made slow, revealing the white clavicle there, there is a sense of abstinence.

Thin nine is very happy, but his face is not showing up, it is still lazy: "I am going to adjust the temperature."

"No." Qin Mo likes to stand up, but at the moment he got up, he shook a bit and re-sit back into the chair, then his eyebrows were deep, as if he was wondering why he would be like this.

The thin nine figure is slightly tilted, and there is still some worry: "Is it hard to accept?"

"No." Qin Mo's voice has not changed: "It's just that you don't have the strength to use your hands and feet. Is it a problem with the wine you just dumped?"

Thin nine knows that it is not so simple to set up a big god. Anyway, the drug has already come out, and she will admit it simply: "Give you some medicine."

Qin Mo looked at the smiling face in front of his eyes, and did not see the feeling of guilt, but it was very full of suffocation.

And see him after he has no strength.

The man lifted his chin and kissed it low. The corner of his mouth was still hooked: "Meng Ge, I will help you to go to bed, how?"

"Grandfather and grandfather let you hold on to you from an early age, have you forgotten, Mrs. Qin." Qin Mo said carelessly.

Sitting on the table, he was dear and kissed his fingers. The handsome gentleman was like a prince: "I am very reserved and I am not forced."

Qin Mo looked at her like that, and she could clearly see her white neck as snow when she was bending.

He kissed the place and knew how sweet it was to bite. He also knew that as long as he put his thin lips on it, she would tremble with her body...

(End of this chapter)