Nine hundred and thirty-two, eat



Bo Jiu felt that at this time, the great god was clearly seducing her when he spoke like this.

Leaning over with a light smile, he dropped the kiss.

Sleeping with people, Bo Jiu is also the first time to do it.

Overall, though, she still feels like a wonderful New Year's Eve for the great gods.

She has also read a lot of the little yellow texts on the bookshelf of the Fu family.

The core is gentle, and the movements are lighter.

Bo Jiu thinks that in this regard, she can learn without a teacher.

It's a pity that when Qin Mo gave the first kiss from the young man, the color of those eyes changed.

Then.

He pushes people away.

I want to go to the bathroom to solve it.

only to find that the handcuffs were still handcuffed

This handcuff is not only Bo Jiu.

As early as the beginning, Qin Mo had already locked himself in.

No matter how much you try to knead the person in front of you, you can't now.

Qin Mo is not a person who cares about age

What he cares about is that someone is too tender to stand it.

But that's the case.

"Good taste. After Bo Jiu kissed three times in a row, he inexplicably felt a little enjoyable, and being able to suppress a person like the Great God under him was, to a certain extent, a very successful thing.

The smile was a little thicker, and then from the corner of his mouth, he kissed the man's eyes, and his eyelashes swept over his lips.

Bo Jiu was very happy in his heart.

Happily, the mode of getting along with children is back.

Qin Mo didn't stop her, and everything between her lips and teeth turned into a teenager's breath.

Moment.

Broke all his patience.

Qin Mo stretched out his hand and directly clasped the back of Bo Jiu's head, the tip of his tongue slid over his lips, resolutely pried open his lips and teeth, went deeper, touched the soft and sweet that was dodging, wantonly exploring, entangled and sucking.

This one lingers.

It was indeed Bo Jiu who took the initiative.

But the landing point is here in Qin Mo.

This time the hand that tore the shirt did not hesitate.

Under the quilt, the boy sat on top of him, his smooth white skin and exposed roundness, like a goblin coming out of the darkness, making people just want to get her hard.

This is a natural temptation for any adult man.

Especially when the quilt was messily piled up on the young man's waist, it aroused Qin Mo's desire to destroy.

Wherever those hands went, there was a fire that burned the plains.

Bo Jiu, who had been burned by the fire, was extremely sensitive all over his body, as if every inch of his skin was waiting to be appeased.

The kiss is not gentle, but the pleasure it brings is exponentially stronger.

The fiery breath was in his ears, and Bo Jiu's eyes were overflowing with mist, and his expression was confused, just when he was feeling soft and soft.

Just listen to the person below her, smile softly, hold her waist, and press down.

The huge piping hot made her subconsciously want to shout a timeout.

How could Qin Mo allow the young man to escape at this time, and slowly advanced little by little.

That's the most grinding process.

Bo Jiu's heart was beating badly, because of the pain that was about to start, her legs struggled to close, but in this position, she closed.

It will only make him probe deeper.

The almost suffocating tightness and tenderness made Qin Mo's eyes sink in an instant.

Realizing that the thing was a little bigger, Bo Jiu trembled, put his hands on the man's chest, and opened his mouth to bite his lip.

When he was pushed in like that, he slowly became numb, and his whole body seemed to be on fire.

Bo Jiu, whose consciousness is blurred, has the only fulcrum of Qin Mo.

With his hands on the man's chest, he couldn't help but make a sound......