National School Prince Is A Girl

Probably this sentence is too impressive.

When I woke up the next day.

Bo Jiu also followed Qin Mo and asked, "Mo brother, did you talk to me yesterday?"

"Speak?" Qin Mo Changsheng Yuli stood beside the bed, casually tying the buttons of his shirt. After hearing her words, his sharp fingers paused in the halo. Bai Liang was almost transparent: "What do you say?"

Bo Jiu looked at the languid face, and then listened to his question, his brows twisted. Was she sleepless.

"It is you and the like who are by my side now."

Qin Mo seemed to smile a little: "Can I say such a thing?"

"It really doesn't seem to be able to say..." In addition to the poisonous tongue, the great god basically has no such skills as sweet words. Bo Jiu stood up and stepped on the floor barefoot, maybe she was really sleepy.

Unexpectedly, her feet landed on the ground, and he carried the collar by him, pulled it up, and threw it back on the bed.

"Go to wear shoes."

Just like when I was a child, I always stared at her wearing shoes.

Bo Jiu looked at the face, then bent over and pulled the slippers on the tower. This should be fine.

Qin Mo was too lazy to care about that guy again, pacing into the bathroom, intending to wash.

Who knows, this little hooligan is still following, when squeezing toothpaste, even the sleeve cuffs do not know to pull up, and a white and smart face is white.

Bo Jiu also noticed that the gods looked at her, and said frankly: "Mo brother, today the team will come, they are all your brothers."

Qin Mo squeezed his toothpaste lazily, with a "huh" sound.

"When the time comes, everyone will get together." Bo Jiu said, and he was going to touch the sink.

Qin Mo almost grabbed her hand with a toothbrush in her mouth, her expression was very indifferent, but her face slightly turned sideways, her fingers folded up her cuffs and rolled up.

Bo Jiu looked at the face under the halo, and Junmei was familiar with it, maybe there was no difference.

"If you look at me again and think about what happened before, I'm going to be angry." I can't hear whether this sentence is a joke or a truth. Bo Jiu only knows that he reached out and pressed her neck. , Pressed in his direction, his voice slowly: "I don't know how to roll your sleeves when washing your face? How old are you?"

Bo Jiu's self-care ability is indeed average, and now his face has been washed away, his eyes waved, and the corners of his mouth could not help but turned up.

The tone of the great god, with a bit of hatred, can't make steel.

It's almost like adding the three words of Bo Xiaojiu to the front.

Bo Jiu smiled and drank a glass of milk.

The milk was also poured by her, and she tried the temperature with her hand before giving it to her.

More and more like the behavior of a child.

Bo Jiu looked happy.

This good mood continued until she sent a message to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng's silly and sweet, still nervous: "Do you want us to bring something over?"

Bo Jiu did n’t like to type words, and simply said: "There is nothing missing at home. Grandpa Butler made roasted whole sheep. We will eat and talk around the table for a while. You will train here after eating. Thirteen high-quality The aliens are enough for you to form a group. "

After listening to this passage, Lin Feng turned his head and looked a bit dazed.

Yunhu glanced at him: "How? Little Spades is not convenient?"

"It's convenient." Lin Feng stood up: "It's possible to go directly to the training, but which family would cuff the whole sheep at home?"

Yunhu: ...