National School Prince Is A Girl

Bo Jiu froze, looked at the man's close face, and then smiled with his lips: "It's not that serious, just a pain."

The receptionist on the side also felt that Qin Shao was treating his younger brother and clearly treating a porcelain doll.

Qin Shao played harder before, but he had never seen who covered his forehead for himself ...

Qin Mo's slender fingers used a little effort, and his voice was very indifferent: "discharge again, it will be more painful next time." He said that he pinched the teenager's chin and twisted his fingertips gently: "Face twisted, don't always watch outer."

Bo Jiu didn't feel anything, but with a stern face, Qin Mo covered her forehead for almost a minute.

Xue Yaoyao, who is still playing games, moved uncomfortably and always felt that it was a bit superfluous to sit here.

She still should not aim at the court, it is better to try to reduce her sense of existence.

After covering his forehead, Qin Mo personally served the ball much harder than before.

When Bo Jiu played, she was more handsome than usual, especially since she almost didn't stay on the court. She ran back and forth. Her amazing bouncing power matched her face, and her youth was enviable.

The skills of both people are good, especially Qin Mo. He just stood there and walked back and forth around indifferently, swinging carelessly. The amazing ball skills combined with the perfect body with a streamlined sense attracted others. The people on that field exclaimed.

"Is this a professional level? Who is playing?"

"You don't even know him? You should have heard of the Qin family?"

"You're just talking nonsense, I'm not asking Qin Shao, I'm asking a teenager who is playing against him!"

"I don't know, will it be the young master in the military compound?"

After all, this kind of stadium is very big, and it also pays attention to privacy, especially Qin Mo, they are VIP-level treatment.

When the people over there looked at it, they could only see their figure, and they could not see their appearance.

"Hey, Bo Shao, come over and see if you can see clearly."

Bo Ximing was short, and the adults who talked to his dad about business could n’t see clearly. He could n’t even see it clearly. He fiddled with the tennis racket in his hand and said, “I have seen Qin Shao a few times There will be no one beside him in the military compound, and the identity of the other party should not be guessed. "

The few people immediately laughed when they heard it, complimenting, "That's right, but I haven't seen Qin Shao in real life, and Bo Shao is really powerful."

"It's nothing." Bo Ximing lifted his chin lightly, proudly.

Bo Zhongyi was very happy to hear that his son was being praised: "My son, he usually doesn't seem to talk much. In fact, he plays games very well. Qin Shaobu also plays games.

"Now that we know, let's say hello in the past?" The few people heard their thoughts here.

Bo Ximing frowned: "Qin Shao didn't like to be disturbed when he was playing. Maybe he has a chance in the future."

"In the future ..." Obviously lost tone, but at least there is hope: "Then Boshao recommended it."

Bo Ximing yelled, then glanced over there.

In fact, he was also thinking about whether to wait for a while and find a chance to meet with Qin Shao.

The reason why he came here to play tennis was also heard that Qin Shao often came to exercise.

He did meet Qin Shao a few times before, all at the gate, and he didn't say a few words in total.

This time, he must work hard ...