National School Prince Is A Girl

Of course, the bosses would not disagree, and politely told Qin Mo to go home and have a good rest.

But he was whispering in his heart. Qin General Qin was not like this after drinking, how much he drank. It is important to know that he is a bottle that cannot be poured.

Why did you drink a cup today and say that your stomach is upset?

It may be an excuse for something at home.

However, Mr. Qin never seemed to make excuses.

In the past, when we talked about business, we left after we talked.

Although these people are older than Qin, they can't match this one in the aura.

So after seeing such a Qin Mo, several bosses glanced at each other, and they all raised doubts in each other's eyes.

The two still did not drive.

Bo Jiu will be 18 years old after this year, so he doesn't even have a driver's license.

How much she now wants to have an old scooter.

Otherwise, go back and buy one first.

In winter, the old scooter is warm.

Skateboarding is also possible, which is not very convenient in the case of the Great God.

When Bo Jiu was a hacker, he often suffered from stomach problems, knowing what kind of discomfort it was.

They can't always take a taxi when the gods hurt in the future.

The two arrived at the military compound.

You can't enter this kind of place like a taxi.

Here basically look at the license plate number.

The driver is in trouble.

Qin Mo pressed the car window down, and after the handsome face appeared, the soldiers saluted and said, "Release."

It is not surprising to see someone wearing military uniforms here.

It is estimated that the driver's uncle rarely does this kind of work, and it seems strange to see everything.

Bo Jiu is still watching the time.

Qin Mo did not shake the car window, but said in a soft voice: "If you are in a hurry, go first. After I go back, I will drink some hot water."

"Is it?" Bo Jiu raised an eyebrow: "No one at home?"

Of course, Qin Mo would not say that he had taken a holiday for all the servants today, and he only gave the young man the words: "No."

Bo Jiu looked sideways, I don't know why, like the Great God, it was easy for her to think of herself at that time.

Stomach hurts. I lie at home and drink water. In such a large room, she is the only one. I drink when I have a bad pain. Anyway, I won't hurt when I wake up.

"I can get there as soon as four o'clock." Bo Jiu reached out and shook the window for Qin Mo: "Don't blow your stomach if you have a stomachache. I'll make you a porridge later."

Qin Mo smiled: "Can I eat?

Bo Jiu looked serious: "It's okay to cook porridge."

It turns out.

Even if Bo Jiu cooks porridge, he must be guided by the god.

"You haven't washed the rice yet." Qin Mo looked at the young man who was about to boil the rice after taking the pot and reminded him that his voice was very weak.

The kitchen of the Qin family is semi-open, and the decoration is very high-end. Bo Jiu almost looked back, and he could see that the man was leaning on the wall, his eyebrows were slightly picky.

Bo Jiu also knew what the great god was helpless, explaining while navigating the rice: "I just forgot."

Qin Mo looked at the teenager and picked his thin lips, casually: "I believe in you."

Bo Jiu: ...This tone is really not sincere!

To prove that he is still capable.

Bo Jiu took out the board to show off his knife skills.

I have to say that the ham and cucumber are very beautifully cut.

Only next ... Bo Jiu forgot when to put this thing in.

Qin Mo also saw it: "Let's tell me, how much do you remember the whole process of cooking porridge?"