National School Prince Is A Girl

When I saw this scene.

Qin Mo's throat moved, and the traction somewhere in his heart reminded him of the emptiness that he never reached when he reached out and did not know when.

The headache seemed to burst.

There was a voice telling himself.

His most important person is gone.

Deep in memory.

A little figure was lying on his body, leaning on his forehead with his hand, and asked him very tirelessly: "Indifferent, do you want to drink water, I won't cook, but I will pour water, you say you in the end How much does it cost to admit that you are mine, I am rich and can give it to you."

"Fool, shut up." He can ignore everyone, but he can't ignore the person who always likes to play with the small keyboard in front of him. His ears are red, and he is afraid that his disease will spread to her, but he is hugged The feeling is so good, he doesn't want this person to leave.

He just reached out and grabbed the man.

As long as he is next to him, the guy who has turned his world upside down from the beginning will only have to be with him.

But I don't know why.

The guy disappeared and never came back.

When Qin Mo bit his teeth, he always felt that he had an illusion. After throwing away some things, the deep black eyes returned to Qingming again.

Probably too painful, I can only divert my attention in this way.

His mouth full of blood made him focus his eyes.

Then pacing towards Bo Jiu, half-bending down the waist bar, bending on the floor with one knee, and then put the boy in a hug with both hands.

The magician saw this scene after they arrived.

This group of people know Qin Mo best.

The bosses they know have never been so gentle.

No, maybe not just gentleness.

The kind of person who was afraid of breaking his arms, carefully turned his head and dropped a soft kiss on the other person's head.

He never kneels, proud of him.

This is the least guarded posture.

The people on the boat also saw the kiss.

No one speaks, the feelings of mixed feelings swell in everyone's heart.

Qin Mo stood up holding Bo Jiu, turned around, and bent his waist slightly: "Thank you."

Thank you two words.

Thank you for anything.

Everyone present understood.

Thank you for pulling her up.

Thank you for helping with first aid.

Thank you for putting on a mask.

The girl standing next to her reached over her lips and whimpered, "We should thank her."

This sentence.

The teenager could not hear.

The fingers seemed to have a sense, and moved a little, tightly holding Qin Mo's clothing corner.

Qin Mo lowered his eyes and looked at the bleeding right hand, his voice was hoarse: "I'm sorry, I'm late, well, I will take you home now."

The other few people were very uncomfortable when they heard this sentence.

Because everyone knows.

In order for Master to come here as soon as possible, that hand must be discarded.

Fortunately, this teenager is so good ...

The flames filled.

Rescue continues.

Each of the two dozen people was brought ashore.

The little boy looked at the back holding the person and wanted to leave. He rushed past and stopped Qin Mo: "Big Brother, this is for the little brother. When he wakes up, he cries pain, you You can give him this! "

Qin Mo looked back and saw that the little boy was holding a lollipop in his hand. Fearing that he couldn't see it, he lifted the candy directly over his head, with big black and white eyes, full of sincerity.