The national school idol is a girl

Therefore, Mr. Qin, who is so cold and cold, never wants to stand up.

What boy would be happy to be shorter than a little tiger?

This was one of the reasons why he asked her to stay away from him.

But Bo Jiu didn't know.

She had to take off her clothes before she could take a shower.

Now that Mo Mo is here, she can't take off her clothes just like last time when the little tiger is rolling around.

This is not good, it will make Momo misunderstand her even more.

After all, she is still very shy and reserved.

But she couldn't unzip the zipper behind her.

That's the bad thing about having arms that are too short.

She danced for a long time just now, but she couldn't pull the zipper all the way. When she was at home, she would either roll around to take it off, or her mother would help her take it off.

Today I can only trouble her future pets.

"Pull this off for me."

As Bo Jiu spoke, he turned his little body sideways and waggled his tail obediently.

The zipper was halfway down, and since it was a clumsy little old ax pajama, you couldn't tell it unless you looked carefully.

Now because of her action.

Qin Mo's ears turned red suddenly and he tilted his head: "Bo, small, nine."

"What?" Bo Jiuyi turned around and saw the little prince-like person with a thin layer of pink on his face. He was so cute.

One of them couldn't hold it back, so he stretched out his arms and hugged the man's waist, saying angrily: "Momo, you are shy again, don't be shy."

There was a bang.

The vein on Qin Mo's forehead was completely broken.

He watched as the little tiger picked him up from the chair and then put him down unsteadily.

The breath was completely blocked in the chest.

"Bo, Xiao, Jiu!"

Bo Jiu scratched his ears: "I'm here, I'm here."

Qin Mo didn't want to speak when he saw her like that. Which boy likes to be hugged around by a girl.

His dignity as a boy is really...

Qin Mo adjusted his breathing, again and again, until his little face turned into a cold and noble look again.

"It's as simple as men and women saying no to kissing each other. You should know that you should never let a man help you zipper your zipper in the future, even if you are a child."

When Qin Mo said this, he was not so old-fashioned, probably because that face was so good-looking.

Bo Jiu nodded as if listening to instructions, and then said: "I know, but Momo, you are not another boy. It's okay for you to help me zipper. We will sleep together in the future."

Who sleeps with you.

Qin Mo pressed his sore forehead.

Looking at her little tiger pajamas that are about to collapse.

He shouldn't be soft-hearted, and he shouldn't let this person sleep here.

I don't know if it's too late to throw her back.

But he also heard what he said just now. There was no one in the Bo family.

Her cough never got better, and she was so stupid that she even staggered when she walked.

Bo Jiu didn't know what her pet was thinking, so she poked it there with her little finger, as if her back was itchy.

After Qin Mo saw her action, his eyes fell on that, probably because of the material of her pajamas.

After the zipper is unzipped, it will feel a little prickly.

So the white little back was a little red from being pricked.

Seeing this, Qin Mo frowned and pressed the paw of the person who always wanted to get skin. His tone returned to a cold tone and he was very impatient: "Stop grabbing it again, just this once. Next time, you can zip it up yourself. "

It’s the end of the month, girlfriends, why don’t you rush down the monthly ticket list?