National School Prince Is A Girl

Almost instantaneously, Bo Jiu saw Aunt Zhang’s eyes darkened. She quickly reached out and smiled shallowly, and she was very handsome: “Why wouldn’t you be satisfied? The beef hot pot made by Aunt Zhang is so delicious. The clothes must be comfortable ... "

Aunt Zhang was so praised by the teenager, the whole face was cheer up again, and inexplicably still a little bit red, it is really too gentle for the nine young masters, and they are not a type at all with their young masters.

Bo Jiu is planning to continue to confuse ...

Qin Mo robbed the young man's words, his voice was very weak: "I feel Aunt Zhang is good, I will sleep today."

Bo Jiu: ... the gods set her routine again!

"Ah? Master Nine, can't you stay today?" Aunt Zhang looked at the handsome young man in front of her, and was quite disappointed: "I also cooked the supper for Master Nine, the preserved egg lean meat porridge. If you do n’t eat these things, it ’s easy for someone to eat now ... "

Bo Jiu thought about it carefully. Both the bathroom and the bedroom are independent. Even if she lives, as long as she stays in a different room, she may not find anything.

At this point of speaking, if she refused again, the great god, a psychologist, might even doubt her.

The main thing is that she really can't be sad to her good women, especially women like Aunt Zhang.

"Of course I want to stay." Bo Jiu raised his lips like a full-fledged son. He extended his left hand and took over his pajamas, and then gathered the hair in the ear for Aunt Zhang: "How can I like to eat so much? Let go of the preserved egg porridge made by Aunt Zhang. "

When Aunt Zhang heard this sentence, she was as happy as a child: "I will serve Master Nine now!"

"Okay." No one can see it, our little cry inside Jiuye.

Staying means that she has to sleep with a bandage for one night, as all girls know, that is simply suffering!

Qin Mo saw that his goal was achieved and turned his head to continue his video conference. The fluent English was occasionally mixed with French.

It can be seen that the meeting is not a small meeting, and it is also a big deal. It is such a business transnational conversation, and I can spare time to use Aunt Zhang to routine her.

Sure enough, there is no business and no rape.

Bo Jiu was vomiting while planning to take the pajamas out while the Great God was still in a meeting.

Otherwise, something like the dressing room would reappear ... She was really uncomfortable.

In order to prevent the god from re-routing her for a while, Bo Jiu went downstairs to find Aunt Zhang to confirm his room and became familiar with the environment.

Different beds will have a high safety factor.

There seems to be nothing to worry about.

Thinking about it this way, Bo Jiu took out his own modification and was very relaxed in the game.

As soon as I logged in, I saw one person sent her more than one hundred friend applications.

Bo Jiu opened the page, all of them are "reward you with a punch and eliminate fun"

"Idol, idol, why don't you add me?"

"Idols, heroes are too much of a thing, actually said that I maliciously harassed players! I obviously sent you a hundred messages! I also intend to send you a thousand! I have money in the game!

"Idol ... Say yes, take me to hit the book, and hit me to fly? Why don't you show up yet?"

"Idol, why didn't you go to the game, wouldn't it be abducted by the god?"

From the initial enthusiasm to the last frustrated face, it is enough to see that classmate Feng has waited for Jiuye and other looking stones to wear ...