National School Prince Is A Girl

Bo Jiu was really a little depressed.

Qin Mo was standing there, his slender legs leaned slightly, his back leaned against the bed frame, and his eyes were a bit like the good amber when the lights were hit.

That was obviously waiting for her movement.

Bo Jiu accepted his fate, rolled up his sleeves, and walked towards the other side.

"Report, I want to know where did I reveal the flaw?"

Her camouflage technique is good, she can get through a quilt without being seen at a glance.

Qin Mo glanced at her, seemingly smiling: "I'm not just taking you a soldier."

That is to say, there were many ways for the people brought by the great god before.

"What you did is really exquisite, at least you can see it at a glance without using a mineral water bottle." When Qin Mo said this, he leaned his head and lit a cigarette, just looking at her .

Bo Jiu didn't think it was praise.

Anyway, they were all worn out.

It's really an embarrassment that never happened.

Since the scene is stacked.

Student Bo Jiu simply restored his nature.

The movement is very fast, one fold, another fold, and another fold, regardless of whether it is shaped or not.

The posture was handsome, and after the quilt was lifted and after death, there was still a wind.

Finally, the quilt arched into a ball.

But it just arched into a ball.

Qin Mo's finger nodded on it, and slowly said: "This is what you call it, you already fold the quilt?"

"Ordinary people are so stacked." Bo Jiu doesn't mean that he can't take care of himself. It's just that she hasn't been exposed to military life, so she would stack tofu pieces when she came up.

Qin Mo withdrew his hand and his emotions did not change: "This is the army."

Five words, let Bo Jiu pause, and then removed the quilt.

This time I bowed my head a lot more seriously than the last time.

Even those brows frowned.

Junmei looked at her face and measured it carefully with her fingers.

Such a scene made Qin Mo inexplicably familiar.

It's just that his eyes are more on the man's hairy head than these.

When he didn't see someone just now, he thought that someone really left.

Not even the recruit analysis can be done.

So saying that someone is here will only distract him.

The seriousness of Bo Jiujie's quilt stack did not see Qin Mo's expression at this time.

When she wanted to fold the quilt back together.

Suddenly, the left hand was pressed.

Immediately afterwards, the familiar fragrance of mint tobacco flew from behind, and it was easy to make the heart tight with the light and cold.

"Who taught you so much?" Qin Mo turned his head and said to Bo Jiu's ear: "Align the lines."

Such a pose.

From the side, it seems that Qin Mo is holding Bo Jiu.

The distance between the two is very close.

When Bo Jiu looked at that handsome face, the corners of his mouth were all hooked up.

When he was young, he also taught himself to stack things.

It's just that dumplings were stacked at that time.

Well, Bo Jiu always thinks that dumplings are stacked dumplings.

The entire face she learned was spent, and she didn't learn.

It seems that she is really not very good at crafting.

Bo Jiu turned his head again and looked at Qin Mo's profile.

Because of the light, the straight bridge of the nose and the white porcelain of the chin can glow.

So handsome, how she learns how to fold quilts, just looking at people, the same is true when she was a child making dumplings.

Bo Jiugang wanted to seriously stack it ...