National School Prince Is A Girl

After hearing the special soldiers' eyes, his eyes lighted up, and finally he got the spirit: "It seems to really come back?"

Qin Mo didn't speak, his eyes were still looking at the paper in his hand, as if to confirm.

What the Special Forces wanted to say, Qin Mo in the rear seat had pushed the door of the car and walked down. A pure black umbrella was propped overhead and the rain fell.

No one can see Qin Mo's expression under the umbrella.

The paper was crumpled little by little in his palm.

The black hair is deep sea-like eyes.

Until now, the beating in the chest has not recovered, and even the breath is white gas.

Aunt Zhang saw her young master standing outside, quickly wearing a coat and trying to rush out.

However, she hasn't waited for her to move.

Qin Mo had walked in, and the closed umbrella dripped.

Moisture remained on both shoulders and black hair.

At first, Aunt Zhang thought it was because of the rainy day, so the young master's mood would not look good.

You can take a closer look and find that there is nothing bad about it.

Because vaguely, the corner of the mouth picked up a bit, some indescribable cruelty and ... playful?

That's like teaching someone.

But there was no real anger. Instead, when he laughed lowly, and the black forehead fell, it was unusually handsome and made Aunt Zhang look confused.

How could she not understand Master's ideas more and more?What good is this?Is there something bad?

Qin Mo didn't go upstairs immediately, but took the lighter on the coffee table. He just lighted a cigarette, and the sense of abstinence became stronger as the smoke swirled around.

It's just that after lighting a good cigarette, he didn't smoke, but pressed the burning slender on the portfolio.

Qin Mo at this time is different from any other time.

There was no doubt that the master of the warlord was on his body.

Soldiers with guns were also stationed in the compound.

Qin Moju's clothes at home made him seem to have no sense of violation with this place.

Indifferent and do not conceal domineering.

Perhaps only the Qin family can do this.

In the light of the fire, a cigarette had not been smoked, and the file had been burned to ashes.

Aunt Zhang looked aside and did not speak.

In such a family, everyone understands that the burning of some letters cannot be asked.

Qin Mo held the cigarette in one hand, and his posture was unremarkably elegant, but his thoughts were not elegant at all.

He should have asked the guy already!

Reach out and crush the butts in the ashtray.

Qin Mo stood up and paced upstairs.

He walked very slowly.

But every step of the way, the eyes will sink a point.

Until the sleeping face of the teenager appeared in his sight, some emotions, like a volcano, erupted in his eyes.

Bo Jiu, who fell into the dream, did not realize what kind of environment he was in, and if he knew it, he would never be able to sleep so comfortably.

She thought she would tie her chest and make all preparations.

A fatal secret has been robbed by Qin Mo unconsciously.

Good eye drops have a certain sleep-enhancing effect, just to allow the patient's eyes to rest fully.

This is also outside the incident.

But because of this, Bo Jiu will sleep more than other times.

Qin Moju looked down at the teenager sleeping on his bed, with silver hair lining the white and clean face.

People can't stop wanting to touch their fingers, or crying fiercely....