National School Prince Is A Girl

"It's so handsome." Bo Jiu looked at the picture with a whistle, and there was a wicked smile in the corner of his mouth.

Here she had just boasted of her handsomeness, and the great god over there took her cell phone, and her voice was very heavy in three words: "Go drink medicine."

"My cell phone……"

"Confiscation." Qin Mo stood up and walked back to his bed. He should be looking for clothes to wear.

Bo Jiu's mood is now that only food can comfort him.

She also stood up and took her purse: "Mo brother, what do you want to eat, I'll go get it."

Breakfast is provided free of charge in general hotels, and the form of breakfast is self-service, especially in this star-rated hotel, breakfast is even worse.

But there is still a charge for taking things to the room.

Qin Mo fastened the last button of his shirt and immediately filled with a commercial atmosphere: "When I finish washing, go together."

"Okay." Bo Jiu smiled, looking handsome.

Boys and girls are different.

To say to wash is to wash.

The girl's wash contains follow-ups such as eyeliner drawing, eyebrow drawing, and BB cream.

So it must be different in time.

In less than three minutes, the two went out of the door together and stepped down the elevator.

The hotel ’s restaurant is located in the lobby on the second floor.

The dark carpet was spread all over, and the ceiling was hung with gorgeous chandeliers.

Below the light is an oval marble table with many distinctly colored objects.

There are Western food, Chinese food, Japanese food and fruits cut into flowers, which extend like a long dragon.

In addition to these, there are also waiters who are busy and not messed up because they are in Tokyo, so they are dressed up as deacons, and some are pouring milk for the guests, wearing a black suit and a pure hand The white gloves add a softness.

Hotel guests can choose things here with the meal ticket in the room card, and the thing here is that the food is fresh. Once ten minutes later, no one comes to pick up, and the waiter will change to a new batch.

Bo Jiu and Qin Mo chose a distance from the floor-to-ceiling window. From this perspective, you can see the most prosperous Tokyo street outside the hotel.

The appearance of the two people naturally attracted the attention of many people.

Bo Jiu felt that he was just handsome and didn't feel much, but now with the God, it is indeed ...

Mainly because the great god looks like a noble son who came to drink morning tea, revealing Guigui in every move.

Compared to the great god, she eats a lot.

I do n’t know how the stomach of the Great God grows, so I just eat it.

In this sentence, Qin Mo also wanted to ask Bo Jiu. He glanced at the teenager and took three empty plates, and finally convinced himself that he was still growing up during adolescence.

Otherwise, I really do n’t know where this guy puts his food ...

"Um ... not satisfied, go get a plate of fried rice again." Bo Jiu squeezed his trouser pocket with one hand, and didn't feel like he was eating too much: "Mo brother, what else do you want? I brought it together."

Qin Mo thought for a while and thought that some parents' approach is still desirable, that is, let the children in the family help themselves to do more things, which will make them very fulfilled?

"black tea."

"OK."

Qin Mo looked at the teenager's straight back and randomly looked at the phone screen.

Spade Z's Weibo account did not withdraw, which clearly shows Aite and comments.

It's interesting to see it.

It's just that when he opened his own official profile, his eyes narrowed ...