National School Prince Is A Girl
Chapter 125: Who made me my brother fail
"I don't have to chase after any girlfriends, there will naturally be women chasing me." Qin Mo's voice was very weak, followed by Jun's face lowered, and even his breath hit Bo Jiu's lips: "So these words you said are not there Within my consideration, be a little bit obedient and obedient. Do n’t let me break your neck. That ’s what you have to do, understand? "
After finishing this sentence, Qin Mo let go of the teenager, and the figure of the back was straight and even taken for granted.
It was mainly the remarks made by the great god, Bo Jiu was indeed a bit difficult to refute.
According to the men of this type, it really does not worry about girlfriends.
In Jiangcheng, not only the girls who play games admire him.
Even the young ladies who do not play games, who can refuse the temptation of the Qin family.
And ... even if you put it all aside.
The figure and appearance of the Great God, it is estimated that even if she is going to be a nightclub cowboy, it will also be a sought-after card ... In the future, she will not attack the Great God with her girlfriend's things, and she can't attack at all.
Unlike the Great God attacking her achievements, one attacked one quasi ... I thought of this, Bo Jiu was a little depressed again, ready to use a hot beef hot pot to soothe his heart gap.
What she didn't expect was that after sitting down, a pair of tableware was placed on the dining table.
That position was still in front of the man.
Bo Jiu lightly raised his eyes and looked at Aunt Zhang, whose clean and beautiful face was full of sunshine.
Aunt Zhang didn't dare to make eye contact with this handsome boy, but just kept turning her head, looking towards Qin Mo, his expressions stopped.
When Bo Jiu saw the situation, he knew what the Great God had ordered, and did not turn around, facing Qin Mo: "Mo brother, my tableware?" The beef in the spicy pot boiled. Take a big bite into your mouth, even the lips and teeth are fragrant, as long as you think about it, it feels delicious.
Qin Mo only slightly lifted his eyes, and then used chopsticks to clamp a pile of beef into his bowl: "My brother did so fail, of course, I eat, you watch."
Bo Jiu: ... Great God, you really can't be so ruthless, there will be no friends, do you know?
Qin Mo glanced at him again, and saw that the young boy's face suddenly collapsed, his beautiful eyes were still looking at him, and his silver hair was shaggy and innocent.
This reminded him of the fact that he was a teenager or a rebellious youth, and he began to reflect on himself, whether it was too much.
After all, this is the first time a teenager has come to be a guest ...
"Want to eat beef?" Qin Mo asked the person opposite.
Bo Jiu propped his chin, licked his lower lip with the tip of his tongue, and said: "What do you say? Brother Mo, I've been playing tennis with you for so long, and I'm already hungry."
"During the time you played tennis with me, how many people did you tease, have you ever counted?" Qin Mo smiled, not warm: "There is still a third of time teaching others."
Bo Jiu paused and stood up, leaning his arm on the dining table, leaning over and leaning in, the thin corner of his mouth with a smile: "Je jealous?"
"Je jealous?" Qin Mo's body was colder, holding bamboo chopsticks in his hand, and gestured to the teenager to look at the bottom of the pot: "Want to become it again?"
Bo Jiu really thought that the Great God was too difficult to handle. If he didn't blow his ears, it would be so cold. When will the beef be eaten?She is so hungry ...