National School Prince Is A Girl

Qin Mo didn't know what the young man holding his chin to look at was thinking, his mouth was hooked up, and the man's waist was held down, but his voice was light, and there was a little more abstinence: "Dr. Qin is still , Although I know you want to knock me down, how much restraint, understand? "

Bo Jiu: ... she just fed a medicine. Why did she get a meaning in the mouth of the god.

Moreover, what's the matter with the big god's hand, don't let her get up?

As a very insightful family doctor, Dr. Qin knew that he should choose to disappear at this time.

It ’s just that Master ’s other hand is too serious.

He wanted to inform the boss and his wife.

And I should also ask Master Fu to do some restraint in some respects.

Master's hand, the situation is not optimistic.

After Dr. Qin made a diagnosis, Qin Mo's eyes came over when he wanted to say something.

Dr. Qin took the conversation back.

Bo Jiu was still asking there, "Dr. Qin, what happened to Brother Mo's hand?"

Dr. Qin smiled: "It's not a big deal, but you should pay attention to some actions, and you should avoid eating, and drink more bone soup. I will go to Aunt Zhang later."

"Oh?" No big deal?Bo Jiu looked at Dr Qin's head and smiled: "It's okay if there's nothing serious."

Dr. Qin packed things and walked out.

When he called, he did not expect that the teenager would find an excuse to go downstairs and follow behind him.

When he hung up the phone and looked back, he saw the teenager smiling at him. The evil spirit was very full: "As a doctor who saves lives, is it not good to lie?"

Dr. Qin smiled: "As an e-sports god, eavesdropping on other people's calls is not very good, what does Jiu Shao think?"

Bo Jiu nodded: "Dr. Qin said it was reasonable."

Dr. Qin saw the silver-haired boy take a step forward and laughed wantonly: "Fortunately, I listened to it honestly."

Dr. Qin: What about the face?

"What's wrong with Brother Mo's hand, I hope Dr. Qin can tell me a real number, and I have a bottom in my heart." Bo Jiu looked at the person in front of him: "Or, I can be cured with some confidence. "

It has been blocked here, plus the phone call that he asked the admiral to come back as soon as possible, and if I want to say something lightly, the other party will not believe it.

Plus, the young master didn't let anyone watch.

Now it is easy to have someone close to the young master's body.

The solution is in place, maybe it's a good thing.

Dr. Qin was clever, and he opened his mouth when he thought of this: "Since Jiu Shao has said this, I will not hide it. The hand of the young master is old, and it is not easy to be good. The authority of the United States also said However, Master ’s hands are being treated and raised. Since the beginning of the national competition, the weight of the wrist has been getting worse every day. I can only temporarily let the master ’s hand swell, no longer deteriorate, and maintain my daily routine. He really cured the hand of the young master. In the near future, he could not touch the computer. He had to go to the United States to find an expert, but this expert did not show up a few years ago. Some people said he went to be a family doctor, but where is this person , No one knows. "

"What's the name of this expert?" Bo Jiu asked.

Dr. Qin: "Robert, Sri Lanka."

"You said ... what's his name?" Bo Jiu paused when he heard the name, and couldn't help confirming it again.

Doctor Qin said: "Robert, Sri Lanka, is an old expert, you probably haven't heard of it."

Bo Jiu touched the bridge of his nose and said nothing, but his thin lips curled up.

Dr. Qin didn't quite understand what the young Master Fu was laughing at.

But after this, the other party had a lot of problems and turned the topic to the other side without saying a word.

"Does Dr. Qin know what happened to Brother Mo at that time, why did his wrist hurt?"

Dr. Qin gave a smile, but the smile did not retreat: "I only want to see the younger doctor, the rest are not very clear."

Bo Jiu didn't believe the other party. If she guessed right, Dr. Qin also came from the army and should still be a titled military doctor.

Otherwise, there will not be the phone just now.

Bo Jiu knew that unlike the Great God, he did not observe meticulously, but he also saw that Dr. Qin's behavior and behavior were different from those of the regular hospital.

Only people from the military camp will have their backs straight when walking, even with their arms stretched, unlike other people.

But without saying that, she can't force people to speak.

There is one thing, Bo Jiu is very happy.

She wanted to take away the most is the Great God.

There was no excuse before.

There is finally an excuse.

Robert, Sri Lanka, is obviously her grandfather.

When Bo Jiu traveled alone, he was not injured. He was just a little injured and did not need to go home.

She didn't plan to contact her family before she calculated who she was. It was normal for her not to return to her family for half a year.

Only the grandfather of the housekeeper is in contact with each other, but it will put the other party in danger. This is the thought of Bo Jiuzhong since his birth.

Now, does it mean that she can directly take away the Great God when she leaves Jiangcheng, after all, the Great God's hand needs treatment, right?

There is such a reason to convince myself.

When Bo Jiulian entered the door, the smile on his lips did not suppress.

Qin Mo was lying on the bed, looking at the young man who seemed to have eaten honey, and raised his eyebrows: "If there is any good thing, it will make me happy."

Bo Jiu immediately laughed, how could the protagonist know about such a thing as kidnapping people, pacing over, dragging a chair over, sitting down very handsomely, supporting the jaw with one hand: "Nothing, Mo, your You do n’t have to use your hands, just tell me what you want to do. "

Qin Mo set aside the magazine in his hand, and slowly asked: "What can I do?"

Bo Jiu's intuition was a trap, with a thin lip: "Children shouldn't do it."

"I was thinking about it all day." Qin Mo relentlessly replied: "When it comes to children being unsuitable, should you explain, who allowed you to live on campus, watching a bunch of men without clothes swaying in front of you of?"

Bo Jiu didn't expect the national competition to be over. The great god hadn't forgotten this matter. After thinking about it, he looked seriously: "It's high school, it's time to study hard, and stay in school without delaying the class."

Qin Mo heard the words and laughed, then threw the phone to her.

Bo Jiu opened it, the school intranet of No. 1 Middle School, and the post titled School Grass Frog Jump All Red.

She jumped around the playground frog with her hands on her back, it was really a little stupid, the point was that there was a school director standing next to it.

"Study hard?" Qin Mo ticked his mouth next to him: "Will he be punished?"

Bo Jiu collected his mobile phone: "The school director is jealous that I'm too handsome. This can't help. I want to learn."

"Since you are so conscious, take the physics book." Qin Mo's voice was indifferent.

Bo Jiu did n’t know whether the God of God ’s routine was suspicious of her, but the next thing she knew was: “The national competitions are over, and it ’s okay if you do n’t pass physics anymore.”

The key is that as soon as she reads the physics book, she wants to sleep.

Qin Mo glanced at her with a faint tone: "How can the students I teach fail."

"Mo brother, it's not me who says you, sometimes you don't really want to be so vanity." Bo Jiu didn't want to get a physical book. He touched a cigarette on the coffee table and wanted to order it.

Qin Mo stretched out his left hand and smoked the cigarette root back: "Go eat your sugar."

"No sugar." With sugar, she wouldn't think of smoking. As soon as she thought she could plan to tie the god away, she was a little excited and wanted to smoke a cigarette to celebrate.

Qin Mo put the cigarette aside: "There will be no sugar in the future, and no smoking is allowed."

"Mo Brother wanted me to quit smoking." Bo Jiu lowered his eyebrows. "You don't smoke too."

Qin Mo knew that to teach someone well, he must lead by example when appropriate: "I will not smoke when you are in the future."

"To quit smoking together," Bo Jiudao said: "This is fair."

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, this guy decided he couldn't quit: "Yes."

Bo Jiuyi's meal probably didn't anticipate such an answer. He lay lazily there: "True quit?" The Great God smokes more than her. She says she quits, and she also admires.

"As a national school grass, you should also manage your public image." Qin Mo lifted the young man's chin: "The most important thing is that your body has asthma. Why dare you smoke, eh?"

Bo Jiu didn't speak. After all, the root cause of asthma is the body. Since she took over the body, she rarely thinks about it.

Seeing the boy not chewing, his thin lips were straightened.

Qin Mochang sighed: "Fu Xiaojiu, speak."

Hear the name Fu Xiaojiu.

Bo Jiu's inexplicable chest was a little stuffy.

She is not surnamed Fu.

The point is that she can't tell the god what her surname ...

"Don't call me this name."

I didn't expect the person in front of me to be so disgusted with a title.

"What do you want me to call you?" Qin Mo tapped his finger on the man's chin.

Bo Jiuxin said, called the father of gold.

In short, it is not necessary to call her Fu Xiaojiu.

Because of that indulgent tone, it was not his name ...

Bo Jiu turned his head and didn't know what he was minding.

Qin Mo looked at the young boy's face, his hair hung down, and stretched his hand to pull the person back, letting Bo Jiu lie on his chest again, and when his voice came, when he heard it in his ear, he let People heard the tenderness inside: "Mrs. Qin."

Bo Jiu had a whole meal, and his heartbeat had different changes, Qin ... Madam?

"Why?" Qin Mo lowered his eyes and looked at someone's stunned face, his tone was not fast or slow: "Sleep to sleep, are you going to be responsible for me?"

When you are tied away, you won't hold me accountable.

Bo Jiu endured for a moment, did not say this, and reached out to support himself.

Qin Mo's uninjured hand pressed against her back and closed her eyes: "Sleep with me for a while."

This posture?

Bo Jiu, who was being held, raised his eyebrows.