National School Prince Is A Girl

In the middle, Bo Jiu was connected to the Internet.

First, I used smart navigation to search domestic news.

Fortunately, it is a confidential task, so things about the Great God have not been reported, including the specific content of this operation, which is still s-class confidential. No one knows what happened.

But Bo Jiu knew in his heart that the Great God's family was different.

In his current situation, there will be news at home.

Many people think.

Qin Mo has news here that it must be someone who will contact the action team.

They never thought of it.

The first one to receive Qin Mo's news was after An Ying.

The phone was made by Bo Jiu. It was snowing abroad. When An Ying answered the phone, he was walking to the airport. The assistant next to him was afraid that she would be cold.

Everyone knows that on this day, An Ying is not in state, so the show was not filmed.

I also knew that she had booked a flight ticket and was about to fly back to China, as if something had happened at home.

Huarong lost its color, and it was no exaggeration to describe the current state after An Ying.

The assistant has never seen this lady-like girl, when was it so sad, even the eyes were red.

"Hey."

The voice from the ear made Bo Jiuyi know that the other party had cried. She paused and said: "Aunt is me, Jiu, Mo brother is now with me."

After hearing this sentence, An Ying suddenly stopped, her eyes burst with joy, and she couldn't help covering her lips.

"That's good, that's good."

She kept talking about these three words.

The long black hair slipped across her cheeks like a satin, blocking her tears.

When Bo Jiu met his elders, his mouth was a bit stupid: "You can rest assured, I will take care of Brother Mo."

"I know, nine, thank you." An Yinghou controlled her emotions and sniffed her nose. At this time, she was like a young girl: "My Bing kid gave it to you, I have always been at ease, but you and Auntie tells the truth, is he ... is he in a bad state? "

"One point." Bo Jiu thought about it and decided to tell the truth: "He has lost his memory."

After An Ying heard it, she was a little shaky, but she understood that when her son decided to perform this task at the beginning.

She knew what the consequences would be.

For this reason, she has not answered Mr. Qin's phone for many days.

She is well aware of the shoulders of the Qin family.

But she still felt sorry for her son.

When he was young, his son was smarter than her.

She even felt that he didn't need her company at all.

Because the Qin family's education seems to be like this.

But his son is very sensible.

No matter how cold his character is, he shows no signs of weakness in protecting her.

I remember that when he was only five years old, she went to a dinner party, and someone wanted to drink her wine.

At that time, Mr. Qin was away.

The little body was directly in front of her, like a little prince: "Sir, my mother doesn't drink, and no one has taught you, what about the lady?"

He speaks English, no noise or noisy, with a pair of eyes, put a foreigner's nose gray.

But she spent very little time with him.

He is scheduled a lot of courses by Mr. Qin every day.

Emotions are getting weaker and weaker, and even a little speechless.

When she found out, when she wanted to make up, it was too late.

Just like three years ago, she watched him perform a task, and since then it was difficult to fall asleep again, as if part of his heart had died with that task.

Until the emergence of nine.

Even if An Ying did not touch on the army, he knew why his son left the army.

Because his mental state is no longer suitable for staying in the army.

She heard all the conversations of Mr. Qin in the study.

Her son was given a psychological hint.

Once touched, it will become another person.

This person is bound to be extremely dangerous and become the most difficult criminal to deal with.

So he is not suitable to stay in the army anymore.

At that time, An Ying was really distressed.

As a mother.

What happened to her son?

From birth to death, it is this consequence.

This time she went abroad, she also expected the result.

She was afraid that no one would dare to approach him again.

Fortunately, fortunately there are nine more.

When An Ying held the escalator after taking a deep breath, he still could not make a sound.

Finally, she calmed her breath and said, "Even if you are a boy, nine, please be sure to stay with him all the time, because he is only you."

It was a mother's heartfelt request.

But ... Bo Jiu's driving hand came to a halt. She thought that about her identity, An Ying should have known it.

Now think about it, it may be because of the filming.

After seeing An Ying, when she was filming, she was in a state where she did not answer any phone calls. She would only return to her home, and most of them went to get clothes.

And domestic news, indeed abroad will not be synchronized immediately.

Moreover, she is not a big coffee.

When Bo Jiu thought about this, he responded a little bit sham: "Actually there is one thing, I always wanted to tell Aunt An."

"You don't need to say, aunt knows everything." An Ying laughed and wiped her tears: "Aunt knows that you have always liked each other. Sister He and I have discussed it. When you go to college, you two You can go directly to Switzerland to get a certificate. The child can find a surrogate. If you do n’t want to find a surrogate, it ’s okay. You can go to adopt it, but now he ’s amnesia ... "

Speaking of the final An Ying's mood has gone down.

Bo Jiu raised an eyebrow: "Did you discuss with my mother? My mother agreed?"

"Sister He didn't agree at first." An Yinghou was like a child at this time, and she began to invite credit: "Later I recommended many movies and novels about this to her, and brought her to know a few of you. She has gradually understood and accepted the successful people in that circle. In fact, to be honest, I could n’t accept it at first. It ’s not that you are bad. It ’s because you are too difficult to walk this way. Later, I thought about what was difficult. There are many excellent people abroad who are just like you. My ice boy does n’t seem to hurt people, but the aunt knows that as long as you can make him laugh and change to no one, you do n’t have to worry about future problems. I do n’t want to let him stay in Qin ’s family. I just did n’t want him to stay with my surname. You do n’t have to worry about his dad. If he dares to have an opinion, I will prepare a divorce agreement tomorrow! ”

Lieutenant Zhang listened to his wife next to him, and silently said next to him: "The chief will not agree."

"I don't care if he agrees or disagrees." An Yinghou even carried an elegant beauty even when she was angry.

Bo Jiu listened, knowing that An Ying was holding a sigh of relief in his heart. The great god, his mother, who could n’t harm him, really divorced his father.

"Aunt Ann, listen to me." Bo Jiuqing coughed twice: "When I was a child, my mother won't let me be bullied by the three in order to win me a better living condition. I was raised as a boy since childhood. From behaviors to dressing up, they all follow the specifications of boys, in fact I am a woman. "

An Ying stopped shortly afterwards.

The beautiful eyes widen, it seems to be unable to believe: "Female, female?"

Bo Jiu said sternly, "Yes."

"Then ... that ..." An Ying rarely finds her thoughts afterwards: "My Bingxiao ......"

Bo Jiu coughed again: "Brother Mo already knew."

"You said he knew it long ago?" An Yinghou's beautiful eyes are another big one: "That kid never told me before, and also hinted to me that your relationship is hard to go. If I like you, go early. Set you down and save you one day when you have a girlfriend, I went to ask sister He to raise relatives, this kid, this kid really is. "

Even if it is a pro son, this routine is also deeply crying and laughing.

But the one who can make her son so naive, even with this method, is really only this child.

"No, I originally planned to make you both wear suits when you get married, so I sent the size early, and I will change it into a wedding dress. For the wedding dress, I will contact Robert in a while, nine, What kind of wedding dress do you like? Is it Chinese or Western? "

Bo Jiu really did not expect the topic to develop in this direction.

However, she was never a shy person.

"Either way, when Brother Mo and I go back to participate in the Asian Games, we will get married."

An Ying smiled afterwards, with a moving expression in his eyes: "Okay."

She knew that no one would hesitate to marry a dangerous person who lost her memory.

Except nine.

Perhaps she understands why her family Bingxiaobei is absolutely necessary.

Liked it by one person.

Probably anyone will come down.

Never accept the second person again.

But the matter of Nine being a female, let An Yinghou be happy from the beginning to the end. There was an excitement on his face, saying that if he did not return to China, he would not return to China. He immediately called the designer.

Lieutenant Zhang is still thinking about how to explain to the boss.

On the other hand, it is not easy to find an inn in the mt area, after all, it is such a place.

Fortunately, Bo Jiu's luck is not bad, plus he can speak the local language, but found a small inn.

But there will not be any good accommodation here.

There is definitely no double standard, the hot water is not very hot, a bed is still very narrow, but two people have to sleep.

In addition to a wooden chair, the room has no other facilities.

Qin Mo woke up in the middle and turned his head to look, his arm resting on someone's shoulder.

The man was still saying: "You should have never lived in a house like this, but the bed is small enough to sleep in a hug."

The intention is really too obvious. This guy is still the gold master. How could there be such a gold master in the world ... Even Qin Mo didn't realize it, he smiled at the corner of his mouth, and then closed his eyes again, a bit cold.

Probably because of a sleep in the car, physical strength is beginning to recover.

Bo Jiu looked at the person sitting in the chair, first went down to get a pot of hot water, and then poured it into a cup, moistened his lips with a cotton swab.

Qin Mo knew what she was doing, but she didn't know what the guy would do.

Probably less than three times.

Her voice sounded again in her ear: "This is too much trouble, I have kissed many times anyway ..."

Qin Mo listened indifferently, and had not yet responded. A soft touch was printed on his lips, which was still a good smell. Even the water in the kiss was a little sweet.

Qin Mo frowned, but in the end he didn't push away the person who obviously took advantage of him.

"Isn't there too little to feed?" Bo Jiuban bent over, his face serious, and he simply lowered his head again.

In this way, Qin Mo was kissed three times.

At the fourth time, Bo Jiu realized a problem and decided to take off his pants to the gods, otherwise there was no way to go to bed.

But she leaned over and just moved her belt.

The eyes were closed, and they opened slowly, very deep, and even had a nice voice in the voice: "What do you want to do to me? Hmm?"

Have not waited for Bo Jiu to speak.

Qin Mo, with a backhand, pressed her against the floor with her bare upper body, breathing, and it was hot: "The clothes on your body are wetter than mine. Do you want me to take it off."

When Qin Mo said this, his left hand had reached into Bo Jiu's coat. When he touched his comfortable skin again, his thin lips slightly tickled: "You can take the opportunity to talk about how we got along before. of."

I don't know if the breath is too hot, or because of Qin Mo's movements, she also had some fever, and the lips were finally bloody.

Bo Jiu thought this was a good opportunity, and his eyes lifted up: "You used to listen to me very much before."

"Is it?" Qin Mo's movement didn't stop, his eyebrows raised.

Bo Jiu said something serious: "I let you go east, you will never go west, I like me very much, and I have thought of many ways to confess to me."

"Oh?" Qin Mo stopped, as if thinking about her.

Bo Jiu stretched his hand around his neck and smiled: "Looking at my face, Brother Mo should also know that there are many people chasing me, so you often have a sense of crisis and you like to be jealous."

"Do you think I lost my consciousness after amnesia, or do I think my fevered brain is broken?" Qin Mo slowly raised someone's chin: "I will do these things you said?"

Bo Jiu didn't have the embarrassment of being dismantled: "Yes."

Qin Mo looked at this decent guy and suddenly put her red ear tip between lips. The voice was evil: "If it is like you said, then I am not active in bed."

Only at this time did Bo Jiu realize where his hand was.

I always feel a bit hot.

The present great god really makes people unbearable in some ways.

Bo Jiu thought so, his neck seemed to be bitten.

"So, my gold master, you like how I serve you." When Qin Mo smiled, he leaned over again and kissed the place where he had just bitten. The danger appeared in his eyes.

Because of his movements, it was inevitable that Bo Jiu's shoulders trembled, and even the waist bar arched a little, and his body was hot.