National School Prince Is A Girl

Aunt Zhang rarely has such a face of coercion.

After all, she lived on the first floor at night, and beside the door, she did not hear any noise.

What's more, because of the young master's business, she was attentive all night.

How did Jiu Shao appear on the young master's bed?

Of course, Bo Jiu understood what Aunt Zhang's eyes meant.

However, to allow Bo Jiu to admit his skills in overturning the wall, there is little hope.

A handsome face smiled, landed lightly, and calmly brought rice porridge from Aunt Zhang: "Good fragrance, Mo brother woke up for a while, and then let him drink."

Aunt Zhang knows that the waking up gas of her young master is not something ordinary people can resist.

There are nine less, and of course it will be better.

Aunt Zhang was not at ease, and whispered, "I will trouble Jiujiu to measure the temperature of the young master. I didn't know if I burned it yesterday, and the young master wouldn't let us guard ..."

Aunt Zhang asked a little bit, but Bo Jiu did n’t lose his patience at all. After listening to it carefully, he said: "Yesterday ’s fever should be gone, and the towels should be changed. After a while, Brother Mo woke up. I will re-measure him, the water will let him drink more, these porridge appetite, will stare at him a few bites. "

After listening to Aunt Zhang, she was relieved: "I have less trouble."

After all, Aunt Zhang knows very well that his young master looks polite on weekdays because the tutor is there, but in some ways the young master's temper is really not good.

Especially when I first got up.

Fortunately, there are nine less.

In front of Jiu Shao, the young master will always reveal his most popular side.

However, when Aunt Zhang exited the room, she was still thinking about how Bo Jiu came in.

It is estimated that Aunt Zhang was too righteous in her life and would not overturn the wall or anything. So she thought that there was something wrong with the door, and there was no crooked place to think about.

After all, in the mind of Aunt Zhang, Jiu Shao has always been a pretty child who knows how to eat and eats beautifully. How could he possibly do such a thing.

Facing such trust as Aunt Zhang, Bo Jiu's frank expression did not change at all.

Because for the wall-schooling bully, turning a wall is really nothing.

After sending Aunt Zhang away, Bo Jiu turned back and looked at the only bed in the bedroom.

The person on the bed was not awake yet. The black hair was beaten down and scattered randomly, revealing a half-shaped face, thick eyelashes drooping down, and hitting a shadow. The outstanding facial features are especially special at this time harmless.

Bo Jiu likes to look like the Great God.

Whether it is a great god as a child, or a great god after growing up.

I wanted to put down the porridge and enjoy it for a while.

Unexpectedly, she just acted.

The man opened his mouth: "Why don't you tell Aunt Zhang, how did you come in and learn from the wall."

Perhaps because of the reason I just woke up, the voice was deeper than usual.

Bo Jiu: ...

Qin Mo woke up just now, opened his eyes at this time, and looked at the teenager, then he sat up like that, as the quilt slid off, revealing his sturdy chest and waistline, almost looked It's tempting.

Bo Jiu originally wanted to avoid suspicion. He couldn't always eat Dashen Tofu casually, even if it was in the eyes.

But when she wanted a gentleman.

The Great God raised his eyebrows there, and said slowly: "I touched it yesterday, but now I know that I am shy?"