National School Prince Is A Girl

Qin Mo looked at the teenager in front of him: "Normal? Even if I haven't read this novel, I know it's very abnormal, intentionally?"

"How could it be?" Bo Jiu didn't admit it, calmly spread the book, and smiled wantonly: "Look, that's how it was written."

"Fantasy men all over the world only love their own novels?" Qin Mo's slender fingers knocked on the sentence "Although there are many people who like me, they are lined up from the class to the school entrance", and his eyes are slightly cold.

Bo Jiuxian lazily replied: "What's the matter, every time Mo brother goes to school, it's much bigger than this battle, and even the school leaders go to queue to watch you, so it's not surprising."

At that moment, Qin Mo felt that he was a little speechless.

Bo Jiu's thin lips still have a smile, and finally there is a topic that can choke the great god, she must continue to read!

How could Qin Mo cause the teenager to poison his nerves again, and just listening to the name Ouyang has money, he wanted to close the book, look at the teenager again, and raised his eyebrows, "I'm very proud?"

"No." Bo Jiu chuckled, and finally knew the weaknesses of Xueba. People like psychology who are the great gods must be the most unbearable Mary Suwen.

Qin Mo stretched out his hand and pinched the teenager's chin, his eyes dimmed: "Laughing tiger teeth are all coming out, and they're still unhappy?"

Slap.

Li Xiaodong, who did not expect to see this scene as soon as he came in, shook his hand and the bowl fell off.

He really couldn't think of it. Qin Shao's way of teaching their young master turned out to be ... kiss ... kiss!?

Chen Xiaodong swallowed hard.

That clear posture is a precursor to kissing!

"Something?"

And the person who asked the question was not their young master, but Qin Shao, so the profile of the evil Cheng Qingjun was more likely to be skewed!

"No, no ..." Chen Xiaodong was a little weak, and then he remembered something: "Me, my young master asked me to prepare the room for Qin Shao. I, I'm ready, will Qin Shao want to rest in the past, still, Still waiting for a while ... "

Bo Jiu really can't figure out how his little housekeeper, like Feng Baobao, is also stuttering?Is it scared by the great god?

"Room?" Qin Mo picked up the beautiful eyes: "Who said I want to stay in the room?"

Chen Xiaodong paused: ... or where to live.

"I sleep with your young master." Qin Mo said casually.

Chen Xiaodong was as if struck by thunder, his mouth widened: "Sleep, sleep?!"

"Why? There is a problem?" Qin Mo flicked a cigarette in his fingers and flicked into the ashtray, his eyes lightly passing him.

Chen Xiaodong's heart was swept away by that look, and he didn't even look at his young master's face, and immediately said: "Of course there is no problem! I'm going to give Qin Shao another pillow now!"

Chen Xiaodong didn't really think that those two would sleep together. He felt wrong, but he really dared not deny Qin Shao's meaning. The most important thing was that it was an opportunity for the young master!

So before Chen Xiaodong left, he specifically lowered his voice to Bo Jiudao: "Master, although I usually disagree with him, what do you think of Qin Shao, but since Master likes it so much, I will still stand here While supporting the young master, I specially brought a thin quilt to Qin Shao. When the temperature went away, you would take the opportunity as soon as he was cold ... cough! In short, young master, you do n’t have to thank me too much. Come on! "