National School Prince Is A Girl

"Mo brother, you always have no friends when you talk like this." Bo Jiu said while sliding his head down and opened the phone: "Even if I don't remember, I can search for tutorials, such a simple thing as porridge, right."

Qin Mo looked at the whiteness of the teenager when he looked down, probably because his skin was so good that it made people feel like good jade and glowed with light.

Qin Mo suddenly reached out and squeezed Bo Jiu's neck.

Bo Jiu's eyes: "What?"

"Don't expose your back to others in the future." Qin Mo's voice was very weak,

Bo Jiu chuckled: "Relax, surely not when fighting, isn't it cooking porridge?"

Qin Mo frowned, is this guy really bogey?If it is true, why can't he hear his reminder?

Still, it ’s too tender.

Qin Mo smiled, then stood behind Bo Jiu.

After searching the tutorial, the young man moved very neatly, but his voice was a bit loud.

In the end, the god still couldn't see it. In that posture, he held Bo Jiu's wrist with a spoon, and he was so absent-minded: "The most important thing about cooking porridge is patience. Who is there like you? "

"I'm in this style, you don't understand Brother Mo." Bo Jiu said it's still very good to talk about the evil way.

Qin Mo hooked his thin lips, fingers clasped the jade-like wrist in his palm, and did not speak.

In the semi-open kitchen, two people stood one after the other, holding the same spoon in their hands.

Due to the difference in height.

The young man seemed to be held in his arms by a man from behind.

Bo Jiu felt that such a posture seemed to be too intimate.

But the god first let go of her hand step by step, eyes deep and deep: "Okay, let it cook for twenty minutes."

Qin Mo left his left hand and pressed his stomach.

Bo Jiu stretched out his hand and put the God's hand on his shoulder, so that the distance between the two was closer.

When Qin Mo lowered his head, the corner of his mouth raised upward.

It seems that the management of the younger brother must be both hard and soft.

Bo Jiu really did not eat soft or hard, with a handsome face, doing housework like porridge, just like a very stylish vampire bat, fly fly, fly fly.

Finally, he brought a big bowl of vegetable porridge to the God very happy.

In fact, Bo Jiu also noticed that the great god didn't eat anything in the dinner just now.

Qin Mo sat on the wooden chair and looked at the bowl of "Big Mac" on the dining table, thinking of the usual meal of the teenager and wanted to laugh.

Bo Jiu didn't understand what the Great God was laughing?

Could it be that her display is too ugly?

But what do you want for a bowl of porridge?

Bo Jiu thought this, looked down at her cell phone again, and planned to wait for the god to finish the bowl of porridge, and she left after cleaning it up.

However, I don't know if it is too elegant to eat or what.

The bowl of porridge showed no signs of decreasing.

The Great God really slowed down his meal.

In the words of Bo Jiu, it is possible to shoot posters directly.

In fact, Qin Mo was really not very hungry at first, but the taste of this porridge was unexpectedly good, and he ate two more bites.

After eating a bowl of porridge, you should be able to spend a lot of time.

He didn't expect the boy to give him such a big bowl.

but.

The bigger the bowl, the longer it takes to eat, right ...

However, at this time.

There was a sudden noise at the door.

Qin Mo's subconscious raised an eyebrow ...