The national school idol is a girl

Hoshinoichi said nothing, looking at the Kongming lantern slowly rising out of the car window with a pair of deep eyes.

You Sixin laughed again: "You can't let go now, right? She's already married."

Only then did Hoshino glance over: "Stop, the police car behind you is coming."

"Am I still afraid of a police car?" You Sixin's identity is indeed nothing to be afraid of.

Hoshino's voice was like jade: "I mean it's time to go, you have something to do over there."

Yushin paused for a moment before starting to turn the steering wheel. The corners of his mouth hidden in the darkness rose slightly.

If we talk about the night of flowers and candles in the bridal chamber.

Tonight is the real wedding night.

In the flower room near the church, in the bathtub, black gauze fluttered layer by layer with the water waves, wrapping around Qin Mo's white clothes.

The starry sky can be reflected above the head, and everything is very beautiful.

The breath rises layer by layer with the temperature in the room.

The cell phone on the ground was ringing, but he ignored it.

Bo Jiu only said: "Clothes..."

She was kissed by him, and the breath came to her, a little hot and a little heavy: "I will help you later."

Because of the action, the bathtub was filled with water.

You can see the clear black and white clothes.

They all covered Bo Jiu's body.

The witch is always extremely beautiful when she is in motion.

There's something alluring about everything, but you don't know it.

Unfortunately, very few people can get a witch.

It's because most men like pure white people.

In addition, the witch will never be at the mercy of anyone.

It's not easy to show such an expression.

Unless, that person is specific.

For example, Bo Jiu versus Qin Mo.

Seeing Qin Mo made my heart itch, which could never be eliminated no matter what time it was.

Because in looking at her.

When doing this kind of thing.

There are few like him.

When the aura of abstinence on his body was broken, what flowed out of that handsome face was fatal sexiness.

Like a white-clothed god who has fallen into the devil's world, his whole body is obviously cold and noble, but his eyes are stained with other things because of her.

In this way, how could it not be itchy?

Bo Jiu chuckled and pulled the two people closer.