National School Prince Is A Girl

Go home with God?

Bo Jiu thought about it, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Dashenjia should have many good computer parts.

"Okay, after I go, I can still visit Mo Ge's room."

What Bo Jiu said was casual.

The driver was shocked after hearing the words of his young master.

Master wants to bring people outside the compound back to his home?

This is simply something that has never happened before.

Even when the young master is going to school, he will not invite anyone to go home ... Although the tone of the young master is not like an invitation just now, it seems to be looking for someone to trouble ... but ... this is enough to make people think this is a dream!

The car didn't drive fast, and Bo Jiu could see the unique signs of the military compound compound along the way.

Such places are generally quiet, and vehicles have to go through a check before entering and exiting. Ordinary people cannot enter at all. Every day, there are special armed soldiers standing guard, which are high powers among high powers.

She had not been to such a place in the previous life.

At that time, she was still the number one seed player that the major intelligence agencies wanted to capture ...

When Qin Mo got out of the car, the soldiers in military uniforms raised their arms with a clatter.

It really makes people feel different here and outside.

"Master." A middle-aged woman dressed as a servant greeted her.

Qin Mo dragged Bo Jiu with one hand, his voice was very weak: "Aunt Zhang, Bo Jiu, my brother, he will come often in the future, you look at the arrangement."

Aunt Zhang is stunned. She has been working in Bojia for so long. When did Master have a younger brother?!

The boss and his wife should not know ...

Bo Jiu also wanted to talk to Mom Zhang, the charming evil smile just showed.

Qin Dashen squeezed his wrist: "Don't just sultry, understand?"

"I'll say hi ..."

Qin Mo used his strength and his voice was very weak: "It's not good to say hello, go upstairs."

Bo Jiujiu was holding a lollipop and was a little bit depressed. Qin Dashen, who is a brother, wouldn't care if she was too strict.

Qin Mo entered the room, threw his coat on the sofa, and pulled the button of his shirt off with his left hand. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the young man. He was overbearing and aggressive: "I think you are very strict?

Bo Jiu also sat down and yawned lazily: "A bit."

Qin Mo looked at the young boy's head very close to himself, and somehow retreated a little bit coldly, full of guigui: "Let's talk about the topic of conversation between men."

Bo Jiu: ...

The topic of conversation between men?

She talked ... not suitable ...

She is not a man ...

Honestly, Brother Mo, you are really looking for the wrong person.

"Do you really want to fall in love now?" Qin Mo saw the teenager's scratchy look and felt that his tone seemed too strong. After all, he should not treat his younger brother as he did his subordinates, adding: "I I ’m not against premature love, it ’s just that my current focus should be more on learning. "

Bo Jiu was a little ignorant. She didn't want to fall in love.

"Let's stay away from some girls in the future." Qin Mo saw that the teenager didn't look up, and his voice faded: "Before falling in love with someone, at least have to pass first? Countdown first, eh?"

Bo Jiu was poked again, couldn't help raising his arm, put it on the man's shoulder, his eyes were very beautiful: "Brother Mo, let's talk about how to become a good brother's topic."

"Oh?" Qin Mo looked at the teenager sideways, his fingers flicked across his thin lips, and smiled coolly: "You mean that my brother is not good enough?"