National School Prince Is A Girl

It's really the same.

Regardless of texture or brand color, they are exactly the same.

It's just that the one Qin Mo took out was given to him by someone.

The one discovered by Aunt Zhang was taken from Z's face when he appeared with him that day.

Qin Mo never believed that there would be any coincidence.

The speculation that had been immersed in the bottom of my heart, as if it was confirmed with certainty, was split at the tip of the iceberg.

That always feels familiar with the style of doing things.

That same hacking technique has converged, but the first time he met in the game, the reason why he noticed that person was also because someone's technique was very similar to z.

And ... standing in the dark, hands stained with blood but eyes glowing.

Regardless of everything, we must also give some people a persistent voice.

The stupid look that no one puts in his eyes, the dazzling disguise, which is obviously gentle, but when the eyes go down, the corner of the mouth slips cunningly.

These are all characteristics of z.

He knew it clearly, but he didn't want to admit that she was z.

Qin Mo stood there, his fingers slowly tightening the black mask in his palm.

Aunt Zhang doesn't know what happened yet.

It's just that this is the first time she has seen the young master, and the beautiful profile of the handsome face fluctuates emotionally.

The eyes shook violently at that moment, and they didn't know what was going on.

At this time, the three people who had finished the discussion upstairs walked down.

Bo Jiu has long legs and walked at the forefront. When he woke up, he looked for her brother Mo Jiu. After seeing the slender figure, his eyes were all bright and he smiled and cried, brother."

At that moment, the international director even had an illusion, how could he always feel that there was a tail behind the teenager.

And the boy always gave him the impression of either a bad smell in the evil spirit, or the unruly and uncontrollable, or a mist in the mysterious smile.

It has never been like this.

How to describe it?

Xiaozhong dog?

This must be his illusion!

However, this illusion has not subsided with the passage of time, because the silver-haired boy walked towards the man without a word, and the clear voice carried other emotions: "Mo brother, what are you looking at?"

Aunt Zhang just wanted to speak.

Qin Mo glanced over there, and then pushed the drawer in. There was nothing in his hand. When the waist was upright, there was no trace of waves on his side: "Nothing."

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows, and did not continue to ask this question.

Because as long as she sees that beautiful face, Bo Jiu now has only one thought left in her heart, and this person will be taken away by her. Then the god will definitely be particularly angry.

However, she is also coaxing.

When she was home, she asked the grandfather of the housekeeper to make something more delicious for the gods.

Hmm ... she remembers that her pet loves reading books since she was a child. Before going back, let the housekeeper grandpa buy some books. Otherwise, there is really no cultural atmosphere in her place.

Also, freshly ground coffee.

She will.

The skill of the great god is a problem.

In order to avoid two people being unhappy.

She has to prepare some medicine.

The more Bo Jiu thinks, the more he feels that the Great God is quite difficult to coax.

Unlike her, she likes money.

The gods cannot buy it with money.

Of course, the stupid things that I did as a kid, Bo Jiu will certainly not do it for the second time.

Investigate what the gods like.

Bo Jiu thought seriously.

Qin Mo glanced at her at this time, instead of mentioning the mask, but as if nothing had happened, he reached out and dragged the teenager over.Organize the other party's curled hair, his voice is very light: "Are you hungry?"

"Huh." Bo Jiu laughed again.

The international director was shocked silently next to him, and then glanced towards An Ying, which seemed to mean that you didn't care.

An Ying smiled gracefully and said everything.

The international director also understood, and then went to see the two get along.

The teenager really likes to follow behind the man, and there is something in his mouth, such as: "Mo brother, I want to eat meat, I am particularly greedy recently, I don't know why at first, then I thought about it, I should It ’s a long body and needs to be replaced with meat. "

Qin Mo's eyes looked like he was moving away from the distance between two people: "Which day do you not greedy the flesh? Also use a long body to cover your nature."

The teenager smiled, did not speak, and hung a lollipop: "It's made spicy, and the beef is spicy and delicious."

It turned out that Qin Mo walked into the kitchen and was seasoning.

The international director was shocked again. After all, his friend, a son, he knew before, from small to big, indifferent and polite, but not everyone can approach.

At that time, he had not thought about digging this Qin kid.

As a result, Qin Xiaozi only gave him a sentence: "I am not interested in acting, but I am very interested in film and television investment. In this respect, I can cooperate with the director.

At that time, Qin Xiaozi was only 17 years old.

Little graders have the extraordinary ability to control the whole game.

This seems to be related to origin, but it seems to have nothing to do with it. It is really precious ...

He couldn't think of anything, and he would see for whom this person made seasonings.

When Qin Mo picked up the bamboo chopsticks, he glanced at the boy again, his eyes lowered with something impenetrable.

Bo Jiu was seen inexplicably, his eyes blinked, and the tear mole in the corner of his eyes was bright.

Qin Mo dipped the seasoning in the wooden bowl with bamboo chopsticks, and handed it naturally to the lips of the teenager.

Bo Jiu went over and tasted it, squinting like a cat: "It's delicious."

It was only after saying this sentence that Bo Jiu realized that she was holding the God ’s wrist like this, approaching the posture of tasting things, as if she was too intimate ... Pausing, Bo Jiu looked over in the direction of An Ying, only After meeting An Ying, he and the director had already sat down. The two were talking about something, but they should have not noticed it.

Bo Jiu has just tasted the second bite again, which cannot be wasted.

Qin Mo looked at the tongue pointed out by the teenager, and his eyes deepened, but this time he did nothing, but after putting down the bowl, he rejected this intimacy, and his voice was very weak: "I'll make a call, you guys Eat first, do n’t always eat meat, I will let Aunt Zhang stare at you, without green vegetables, write an extra physical test.

Bo Jiu:… The Great God always threatens her with physics. It's not cute. Forget it, whoever makes the Great God handsome is right.

However, did she think too much? I always feel that today's great god has an unspeakable alienation compared with peacetime.

The alienation is very subtle, like a layer of mist, so that people can not see the real.

Bo Jiu took the seasoned bowl and looked at the back that disappeared by the door. His chest was inexplicably heavy.