National School Prince Is A Girl

Thin nine is really a little depressed.

The Qin desert was standing there, the slender legs were slightly lapped, the back was leaning against the bed frame, and a pair of scorpions were beaten by the lights like a good amber.

That is obviously waiting for her movements.

Thin nine accepted his life, rolled up his sleeves and walked over to the other side.

"Report, I want to know where I am exposed?"

Her camouflage technique is good, and getting a quilt is not seen at a glance.

Qin Mo glanced at her, like laughing and laughing: "I have not only brought you a soldier."

That is to say, the people brought by the great gods have many means.

"You really do it very delicately. At the very least, you can use mineral water bottles to see things at a glance." When Qin Mo said this, he turned a cigarette and looked at her. .

Thin nine does not think this is praise.

Anyway, they were all dismantled.

It’s really a shackle that has never been seen before.

Since it is a stack of scenes.

The students of Boji simply recovered their nature.

The movement is very fast, one fold, another fold, another fold, completely or not.

That posture is handsome, picking up the quilt and after the death, but also with the wind.

Finally, the quilt was arched.

But it was just a group of arches.

Qin Mo’s finger clicked on it, and it’s slow: “This is what you call, you have already folded the quilt?”

"Ordinary people are so stacked." Thin nine is not life can not take care of themselves, but has not touched the military life, let her come up will stack tofu blocks, it is no one is perfect.

Qin Mo took back his hand and his mood did not change: "This is the army."

Five words, let the thin nine pause, and then remove the quilt.

When I bowed this time, I was much more serious than the last time.

Even the brows were wrinkled.

Junmei’s face was carefully measured with his fingers, and it seemed to be a bit of a coincidence.

This kind of scene makes Qin Mo inexplicably feel familiar.

It’s just that compared to these, his sight is more on the man’s furry head.

When he didn't see someone, he thought that someone really left.

Even the analysis of new recruits can't be done.

So saying that someone is here will only distract him.

The thin nine-fold stack of quilts is serious, but I don’t see the expression of Qin Mo at this time.

When she wants to fold the quilt to a piece.

Suddenly, the left hand was pressed.

Then, from the back of the body is the familiar mint tobacco scent, light and cold can easily make people feel tight.

"Who taught you such a stack?" Qin Mo turned his head and spoke to the ear of Thin Nine: "Align the lines."

Such a posture.

Viewed from the side, it is like Qin Mo is holding a thin nine.

The distance between the two people is very close.

Near to the thin nine looked at the face of Zhang Jun, the corners of his mouth were hooked up.

When he was young, he also taught himself to stack things.

Only then was the dumplings.

Well, thin nine ones think that dumplings are dumplings.

The whole face she learned was spent and she didn't learn.

It seems that she is not very good at manual work.

Thin nine turned his head and looked at the side of Qin Mo.

Because of the light, the straight nose and the white porcelain of the chin can shine.

So handsome, how she learns to stack quilts, only to look at people, the same is true when dumplings are small.

Thin Jiugang wants to stack it seriously...