National School Prince Is A Girl

There is nothing wrong with Bo Jiu's feelings.

Qin Mo is really not so interested in people other than this prey.

Especially when he knew she had friends.

In his heart, his prey is enough to just look at him, how could there be a creature like a friend.

Qin Mo smiled, without the slightest warmth in his eyes.

But at this time, he will not let himself show.

He didn't forget what his personal settings were, and he was always gentle.

"Shall we go downstairs?" Qin Mo took the trench coat.

Bo Jiu looked at the slender and straight back, and he couldn't see the idea of ​​the great god.

But she also understands that people who lose memory will be alienated from others.

The Great God is different.

As she said, he seemed to believe everything ...

The two people did not carry any luggage. In this three-regardless zone, they do not need to take ID cards, so they can check in directly, so it is very easy to leave the store.

After sleeping for a while, the illness of the Great God seems to be completely cured, and he can't see that he had a fever yesterday.

The same is true of Bo Jiu, but it is not how self-healing is. Think carefully about what the great gods do at night, enough to make a person sweat and sweat.

"Boss, do you have gasoline here?"

Before Bo Jiu decided to leave, he would reserve more oil for Xiaohei.

Who knows that when the boss looked down at them, it seemed that his expression had changed, like a servant who asked: "Gasoline? I have a car here, which has just been filled. If the guests need it, I will get it now."

The boss said that when he passed the great god, he also gave a pleasing smile.

Bo Jiu looked and raised his brow.

When I checked in last night, the boss didn't have this attitude, why did it become this morning.

Seeing the great god is like a mouse seeing a cat.

No, it's scarier than seeing a cat.

"Mo Brother, did you come down yesterday?" This was Bo Jiu's first reaction.

Qin Mo didn't deny that, with a smile like Mu Chunfeng at the corner of his mouth: "When I asked for alcohol, I greeted the boss."

Bo Jiu suspiciously, just greeted?

"It seems that Lord Jin doesn't trust me very much." Qin Mo carelessly said: "I thought you would believe what I said, aren't you my lover?"

Where did Bo Jiu receive the great god talking to her in this way, even though the attitude was casual, Bo Jiu began to reflect on himself: "Of course I believe you."

"Huh." Qin Mo's eyes lowered.

Bo Jiu looked at it and couldn't help it. He leaned in and kissed him: "I believe everything you say."

Qin Mo smiled: "The boss didn't speak well yesterday, and I taught him a little bit about life."

"Good teaching."

The boss who brought the petrol, listening to the three words spit out by the teenager, just wanted to quickly send the two living bodhisattvas away.

Do you know how destructive your family is?

It's also a porcelain doll!

The boss is also afraid to speak out, after all, a man's eyes swept over, without any emotion, just one glance, he could feel cold all over his body.

The teenager didn't know if it was really silly or fake.

Since I brought such a man with me.

Such a person, he knows best.

Seems gentle and gentle, like the most loyal butler.

In fact, if you accidentally bite it, just like a deacon, you can use the most elegant dining posture to suck all your blood.

It all depends on how long his interest will last...