National School Prince Is A Girl

At this time, in the hidden troops in the border zone, the hunter did not expect that he would be fined, even if he was to be stared by Boss.

Isn't Boss busy?

How can you spare time to stare at him?

The hunter's scalp is numb, and he wants the gossip of the people in the group, but finds that they are all gloating.

He alone had to run ten or more laps with weight.

I always felt that Boss looked at him very coldly today.

Is it because of what he bothered just now?

No way?

Like a hunter who suddenly became aware of it, he looked at a man in a military uniform standing on the runway with a ghostly look.

As soon as I looked at it, I was caught by that sight.

The neck shrank back.

Mom, boss's aura is still so strong.

So how could the boss like to be crushed?

But if it wasn't for liking, why did Boss abuse him so cruelly.

"Is powerless?" Qin Mo looked at the people who ran laps, his voice was faint: "I was powerless, I ran two more laps.

"Report, yes!" The hunter was crying. Their young master was still such a devil. He shouldn't have been there at that time.

The group of betrayal villains will let him be the first bird!

As the hunter ran, he swept towards the few watching the play.

Do n’t think it ’s hidden, he does n’t know that these people are here!

Qin Mo glanced at the training ground again, reached out and hooked up the uniform jacket, and then walked towards the west side.

The hunter couldn't help but let out a long breath: "It's finally gone."

As soon as Qin Mo left, several people over there gathered around.

The first one to speak is Langfang: "What you saw just now, let the boss treat you like this."

It's really straightforward.

The hunter wanted to stop.

The magician reminded him next: "You still have two laps, as you remember, last time someone stopped at a distance of 100 meters, how long did Boss let him run.

The hunter heard the words and once he gritted his teeth, he could only continue to run.

"Hey, don't just run around, just talk about it."

Those people walked with him.

The hunter didn't stop, he just tweeted: "Don't say."

The magician opened the condition: "A piece of China."

"The mighty can't succumb, the rich can't be obscene, the soldiers are the root." The hunters gasped when they spoke.

The magician spoke again: "Your stinky socks, I will wash you for three days."

This time the hunter turned his head: "One week."

"Five days!" The magician gritted his teeth. "No more."

The hunter chuckled again: "One week, one day less."

"Fuck, you say, if you don't say a ugly man, I will wash you directly!" The magician was angry next to him.

The hunter first looked up at the sky and then looked at his belt.

"Your uncle, are these two things related to each other!" The magician wanted to beat someone.

The hunter is still running: "I tell you to read more books, you don't listen, you don't understand the obvious meaning, the moon and the wind are high, the belts are doubled, what do you mean? Sleep!"

"What do you sleep, make it clear." The magician felt a little embarrassed.

Langfang they also think this hunter, the language is too poor.

The hunter regarded death as hell: "Do you want me to repeat what I saw?"

"Nonsense! Or who would like to wash your stinky socks."

Hunter: "Fine first, after you hear this, don't go outside, if you pass it, the boss must know that I said it, then I will die!"

"Okay, you're going to say." The gossip is not spread out, hehe, too silly and naive, is it not called gossip?

The hunter finally finished running and cleared his throat: "When I went in, I saw that the recruit on the 10th was pressing the boss and said to the boss, cough, say ..."

"Aren't you guys! What the hell are you talking about?"

The hunter closed his eyes and said fiercely: "He said, I'm thinking about how to sleep you, do you let me sleep?"

But suddenly, the training ground was silent.

Even the mace was stunned.

Not to mention the magician who usually has rich facial expressions, he feels that he has auditory hallucinations and stutters: "You, you mean, then, what did the recruit say to Boss?"

"Otherwise?" The hunter said with tears in his heart: "Boss will punish me like this ?!"

The magician was shocked again, shaking his head and whispering: "Horrible, terrible."

The hunter gasped for a second time: "The most terrifying thing is that Boss did not push him away, nor did he let him go directly. What else did he say about qualified housekeeping."

"Is it possible that Boss cherishes talents." The only possibility the magician can think of.

The hunter glanced at him: "Treasure enough to be self-sacrificing and betray the hue? Boss, is that kind of person?"

No, boss is the kind that you look at him more, he can cool you, not to mention you want to sleep with him, it is almost the same to send you to the west.

The magician has too much psychological activity.

The people next to them were all in deep contemplation.

Only Langfang spoke at this time: "You mean, Boss is voluntary."

Voluntarily suppressed?

All eyes widened.

I rely on, that is more terrifying!

The spread of gossip came at the speed of surprise.

This time as the protagonist of gossip.

Bo Jiu was still lying on the bed, seeing the great god to make up for a long time, a little frustrated.

Don't hide her like this.

Qin Mo did not go back, but went to the supply department in the army.

The so-called supply department is like a small supermarket in a school.

It's just that things here are relatively simple.

Mainly based on cigarettes.

You have to smoke when you arrive.

The people over there just wanted to take Soft China out.

Just listen to Qin Mo's mouth: "Don't smoke this time."

Don't smoke?The soldier was stunned. The major general didn't want anything.

"Only these?" Qin Mo pointed his finger at the row of things on the shelf, presumably because not many people were particularly unremarkable.

That's ... lollipop, the most common kind.

New recruits trained in the army sometimes need to add sugar, but that is also the time for high-level training.

"Report, that's all."

Qin Mo collected a few lollipops and swiped his fingertips across his wallet: "All the money, how much?"

Major General spends money on sugar?

The soldier was shocked again, opened his mouth and said: "One dollar, six dollars and six dollars."

Qin Mo smoked a piece of ten pieces of sugar at such a cheap price that could not have a chocolate flavor, but if someone dared to be picky, she would n’t even want to eat this kind of sugar.

The supply department is not a supply department in the ordinary sense. In many cases, what you buy will reflect your heart.

Therefore, people who are code-named doctors sometimes stay in the supply department when they want to understand everyone's mental health.

It can be said that he is completely shocked now!

Boss, that big devil, come to buy sugar?!

Do you tease him?

What the hell is going on!

The doctor did n’t even disguise his thoughts, and rushed out from there at once. First, he did n’t need to look so flawed. After Qin Mo settled his account, he calmly said, "Boss, you buy sugar. Not for yourself. "

Generally speaking, this time will be strongly denied.

The boss of his family glanced at him, and the ridiculous speaker handed into his belt: "Nonsense."

Doctors:……

By the way, how can he continue to answer the words!

Who did you buy this candy for?

Qin Mo collected the things, walked over with long legs, no one was there, and his profile was beautiful and precious.

The doctor opened his mouth again: "Boss, I think you have a very abnormal psychology. You should sit down and let's have a good chat." This is too unusual. What happened?

"Chat?" Qin Mo raised his eyebrows and said in a clear voice: "If you haven't talked to you, eat more sugar and cure your poisonous tongue."

Doctor: ... A man with a big devil who can poke people's hearts from his mouth says poison tongue, boss, you really haven't thought about my feelings!

Going crazy.

Whether this unusual thing should be reported with the admiral.

It can be seen that the mood of the young master is quite normal, except that he sneered a little more than usual.

The doctor took his own record file, his eyes deepened, and he couldn't understand what was going on.

Qin Mo himself was very casual.

In the bedroom on the second floor, after Bo Jiu sent out his message, the whole person was a little bit tired, which was different from when she was in the collective dormitory.

This is the place where the Great God sleeps. It tastes the same as when he was a child, and it is easy to calm down.

In a trance, I want to sleep a little, and I feel that night is the best time. How can I spend this time?

So the whole person is a little sleepy and non-sleeping. The military cap is not worn. The military uniform jacket was also placed on the chair beside her. Except for her face, everything is very white. It sets off the coal color of that face .

Handsome is handsome, but very black.

Qin Mo saw this scene when he came in.

Someone had already occupied his bed, and the sleeping position was not so honest. When he saw his head in his head, he seemed to smirk.

"Get down." Qin Mo opened his mouth to the man on the bed while unbuttoning his sleeves.

Bo Jiu actually sat up, his two long legs crossed, and the lazy man yawned: "I'm not saying let me sleep here."

"It's me who sleeps here, not the bed." Qin Mo walked slowly.

Bo Jiu narrowed his eyes and was very cool in his posture: "Where do I sleep?"

"On the ground." Qin Mo finished, sitting there.

Bo Jiu is now awake, sleeping on the ground?How can she take advantage?

"Brother Mo, you let a weak girl sleep on the ground, won't your conscience hurt?" Bo Jiuqing opened his mouth with a smile, meaning nothing to go down.

Qin Mo's extremely beautiful peach blossom eyes swept over: "Weak girl? Where?"

Bo Jiu reached out and pointed to himself.

Qin Mo directly wrapped the man's hand, seemingly smiling with a unique warning: "Just give yourself the image of a white lotus, you have to look like it doesn't look like it. What does the weak girl mean, are you going down on your own, or will I let you drop you down the window, eh? "

"Report, I fully respect the opinion of the captain." Bo Jiu said as he hanged Erlang to stand up.

Qin Mo frowned, thinking that if this guy dared to fall, he kicked her out of the army directly.

Bo Jiu was not stupid and sweet. How could he be so confused that he fell and made a quilt, spread it on the ground, and went to find a pillow.

It's just a pity.

She thought about the picture of eating God's Tofu for so much time, but none of them.

The night became very quiet.

Especially after all the training of the troops is terminated.

In a place like the border, in an unpopulated area of ​​eight hundred miles, at night, there are only scattered stars and faint insects.

Both men took off their coats.

When Qin Mo took off his coat, Bo Jiu glanced back, just to see that the man stood long by the window, slightly bent his waist bar, neatly lifted the camouflage coat, and the black hair was made Messy and deadly sexy.

It seemed that she had noticed her gaze, Qin Mo turned her head, looked at her, and the corner of her mouth was raised: "Want to see?"

Bo Jiu squinted, pressed the heat down, turned his head, and wanted to continue to appreciate.

Obviously, the Great God did not intend to give her the opportunity to directly remove the entire coat, opened the military quilt on the bed, and after lying down, the chin with a beautiful curve only slightly raised: "Go turn off the light."

Even if you turn off the lights, you must direct her.

Really, too much like a little princess.

Obviously, Bo Jiu's positioning of all actions is based on his own ideas.

After turning off the lights, I found that such a room was too quiet.

The sound was so quiet that the other person turned and breathed as if they could hear it.

When Bo Jiu was lying on the ground, his thoughts were still pure.

later.

Probably, I wanted to look at the man more, and then turned my head away.

When the moonlight came in, he could clearly see his figure, still in the same sleeping position, just like the 19th-century nobleman.

This inexplicable reminds her of the way she was when the big god was small. She probably didn't know much about her poor life. Why does a child still pay attention to sleeping posture.

When she asked, he would say a word to her: "Bo Xiaojiu, are you a fool?"

A line that has not changed for so many years.

Bo Jiu's head was tilted again, and vaguely felt a little cold, so he wanted to lift the quilt up.

After all, she figured it out.

Kissing this kind of thing is still wishful thinking. She can't be too rogue. The girl must be reserved. Although she has nothing to do with reserve, she still has to do superficial work.

The chase is too fierce, and the great god estimates that he will find an excuse to throw her, and it is not worth the loss.

The idea fell.

The person lying on the bed suddenly moved.

It only took two steps to walk from the bed to her.

According to the length of the legs of the Great God, only one step is required.

Bo Jiu's eyes just opened.

The man was already resting on the side of her face with a quilt, and the straight nose bridge was almost touching her. The scent of mint tobacco lingered. The starry sky seemed to be printed in his eyes, a little bright. Not all are bright, but faint fragments are flowing: "Bo Xiaojiu, are you deliberate?"

"Intentional?" Bo Jiu raised an eyebrow, not quite understanding.

"Intentional movements made me unable to sleep." Qin Mo's figure was lowered a little, and his eyes looked across her lips, eyes widening unclearly.

Just after Bo Jiu opened his mouth to talk, he was blocked by something ...