National School Prince Is A Girl

Bo Jiu didn't notice that the person standing next to her had changed his eyes.

Even Qin Mo didn't realize that in his dark eyes, besides Binghan, there was a trace of interest and softness.

The light of the dusk entered, like the shaking lake, unfathomable.

In addition to Tang Shao, there are other people in charge.

His position is firm: "Qin Mo must be brought back."

Tang Shao did not speak.

Instead, Bo Jiu smiled, his broken hair blowing, with a bit of evil spirits: "Then you can only tear your face."

"Who is this person? How dare you talk to me in this tone!"

Tang Shao glanced at the person on his side, then smiled, and took a step back, which means that since you want to control, it is up to you.

Of course, Bo Jiu saw such a move from the other party.

As long as he didn't come to stop her from taking Qin Mo away, there is still a chance.

Obviously, the commander standing next to Tang Shao had no idea who he was facing.

I was about to speak again and then just listened to the young man standing in the middle of the speedboat and suddenly shouted: "Little Black."

A clatter.

The water spray rising from the lake makes it hard to see what is going on.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows and gave him no room to play. The teenager had raised his hand and grabbed his wrist. The other hand cut the silver electronic cigarette lighter, and the corner of his mouth was still smiling, towards the speedboat fuel tank Throw in the direction!

Then, pulling him, he rushed towards the other side.

A loud noise!

The stern of the speedboat all ignited.

The flames scattered all over the sky.

Suddenly, the speedboats around were even more difficult to approach.

That scene was beautiful.

The sunset was mixed with red.

It is worthy of z.

Very beautiful escape technique.

If it was by her side.

Qin Mo may be able to suppress not killing.

Tang Shao reached out and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and then turned his head to look at the stunned commander, with a casual tone: "It seems that we must not take Qin Mo back."

"Is that kid crazy?" The commander grabbed his hair: "He actually used this method, why are you still so calm, we need to explain to him!"

Tang Shao smiled: "I don't really care about what I have explained. The people have been rescued. King Ka has not fallen into the hands of others. The rest has to bother the commander to give a written report."

The commander was shocked: "Wait, why am I writing the written report?"

"This question." Tang Shao reached out and patted his shoulder. "Commander can think about it."

The commander became more and more depressed: "I blame the boy. Does he know how dangerous he is?"

"Unfortunately, if it wasn't the kid in your mouth, it would be difficult for us to find the specific address here until now." Tang Shao turned back and his eyes were pale.

But it is clear that there is already coolness in it.

The commander opened his mouth and could not speak again.

One is that his eyes are too permeating.

The second is that he never thought that the other party would be an important helper for their breakthrough card king.

The fire on the lake has melted into the sunset.

For Bo Jiu, water is simply a natural enemy.

She's bad at water, plus she can't breathe.

Before reaching Lamborghini's surface, her hands had already begun to lose power.

Just before she fell down, her left hand was held by her backhand, and then she lifted the whole person up with a force.

Immediately afterwards, there were thin lips and the breath of tobacco.

Bo Jiu's eyes flicked, just realizing what he had done to her.

Qin Mo has already let go of her hand.

Xiaohei started the diving mode, and sighed decently there: "Master, it's really dangerous. I thought you were going to die Huang Quan. I just didn't touch your temperature."

Bo Jiu swallowed heavily, leaning his head to look at Qin Mo, who was soaked with her.

The thin lips with water are too handsome.

Coupled with the seemingly absurd smile in the corner of his mouth.

Let Bo Jiu touch the bridge of his nose. In fact, she can spend a little more time, and she won't dislike it.

Seeing through her thoughts, Jun's face came close, and she smiled like a devil: "You seem to have a bit of meaning?"

Bo Jiu had not spoken yet, and Xiao He, who recognized Qin Mo's voice, had screamed: "Big Devil!"

"Big Devil?" Qin Mo raised an eyebrow at the rear mirror: "Are you calling me?"

Xiaohei's eyes saw the body tremble, and the devil did not suppress his own nature in front of the master. It was terrible, terrible!

No answer, just turn off the voice system!

"The car that can change shape can still talk." Qin Mo smiled, and his finger touched Bo Jiu's face: "It seems that I am the gold master with an extraordinary background."

Bo Jiu tilted his head and looked at his finger, probably because of the killing with poker cards, and there were small scratches on it.

Similarly, Bo Jiu also knows that he still has half a set of poker in his hands, which means he doesn't trust her.

However, these are not important now.

Bo Jiu pulled open the dark box where the items were placed in the middle of the car. Inside was a variety of medicines that she came to get from the Mongolian doctor.

Except for the band-aid, nothing else is suitable.

Bo Jiu tore a bag with his teeth and dragged Qin Mo's hand straight down. He lowered his eyes and put the wound on it. It was as careful as if he was treating some treasure.

"Your hand is very important to you, not hurt."

Bo Jiu said while tearing a bag of band-aid.

Looking at that posture, I probably want to stick all his scratched fingers.

From the beginning to the end, Qin Mo didn't move, but just looked at the top of a guy's head, and the other hand that was about to be lifted, sank down.

Qin Mo told himself.

He doesn't kill this guy.

It ’s just that it ’s not necessary.

What's more, such a fool is so rare.

He was curious as to what she would do to him.

Lovers?

Qin Mo smiled, but there was no warmth in his eyes.

Such a thing as love is of no use to him.

"So, my gold master, where are you going to take me now?" Qin Mo didn't even believe that he was being held up. This guy is not clever about lying, how did he live to the present?

Bo Jiu paused and smiled: "Jiangcheng."

That's right.

Go back anyway.

Asian competition, still waiting for him.

Not to mention the familiar environment, it is also helpful for memory recovery.

It doesn't matter where Qin Mo went, but he wasn't sure if he felt that the teenager had no fun in the middle, so he would solve it.

However, what is certain is that.

He is now very interested in her various reactions ...

"Then listen to you, go to Jiangcheng." Qin Mo raised Bo Jiu's hand and leaned over his lips.

A very light kiss.

There is no slightest temperature.

Instead, it will make you feel cold because you carry water.

This is now Qin Mo ...