National School Prince Is A Girl

Great God said.

Bo Jiu felt that she had been relegated again.

There is really no such thing as black history.

Especially in front of the great god.

The most important thing is that this great god is still his boyfriend.

Qin Mo stretched out her hand and squeezed her face, half-browed, giving a gentle illusion: "Do you think you can escape this disaster by pretending to sleep?"

Bo Jiu opened his eyes and hadn't spoken yet.

He was wrapped in his coat again.

If the great god can take care of him considerately, on the aspect of not digging her black history, it will be perfect.

The two were not the Qin family who returned, but Bo Jiu's apartment.

The grandfather of the housekeeper didn't look very good when he saw that the young master was brought back, but the gentleman still poured a cup of English tea to the accompanying special assistant.

When the special assistant saw the old man in front of him, he was a little surprised.

When did the Fu family hire such a housekeeper?

He thinks that his temperament is not bad. He wears suits every day, and can handle all matters for his family, Mr. Qin. He is second in special assistance, and no one dares to call second.

But the one in front of him is not just a suit, but the most important thing is that it is spotless. Even the movement of looking at a pocket watch is perfect, and from the tea set to the entrance pastry, he is shocked by the exquisiteness

Such beautiful things are definitely not tasty.

With this attitude, Special Assistant casually put a small pastry in his mouth. He, an older man, has eaten dog food for a whole day, and eating something to pad his stomach is not ... how can it be so delicious!!!

Special assistant's eyes rounded at that moment.

Look at the grandfather, the housekeeper who is elegant and unsuccessful from beginning to end, and suddenly there is a feeling of losing!

No wonder Mr. Qin did not bring Miss Nine back to Qin's house!

The assistant did not know, except for this reason.

Another point is that Qin Mo knew very well that the steward grandfather's medical technique would definitely benefit Bo Jiu.

Bo Jiu, who was lying on the bed halfway and receiving water from the god, was planning to do something to attract the god's attention.

It is better not to talk about the topic of "how did he chase her"?

Probably the reason for the black history, or maybe a little low fever, and a little red on Bo Jiu's face.

In order to show that she is well-behaved, she sits like Dai Ligong, what Qin Mo feeds her, and what she drinks, even if she doesn't like water very much, she now drank most of her glasses in one breath, and then looked at Moshen like a gong.

Indifferent to nothing.

Bo Jiu drank another half a glass and looked up again.

The result is still the same.

It seems that I can't escape,

Bo Jiu thought for a while, or he would coax the gods, and that kind of thing would be ambiguous.

Unexpectedly, she hasn't spoken yet.

I saw him stretch out his hand and picked up a picture beside the bed. When he lowered his eyes, he couldn't see any expression on his side.

The one that appeared in the castle before that picture,

Because of this picture, the chill that radiated from the Great God at the time was still vivid.

Subconsciously, Bo Jiu reached out and took the picture, as if talking to himself, and explaining: "How can this picture appear here? It must be the grandfather of the housekeeper."

When he had finished speaking, he measured his body, pulled out the drawer, and put the picture inside.

Now the Great God has just eliminated the psychological suggestion, and it should be quite fragile. When it is stable, she is telling him.

As an overbearing president, it is necessary to be so understanding!

After Bo Jiufang posed for a picture, he smiled at Qin Mo, leaning on it quite handsomely.

Qin Mo looked down at Bo Jiu, seeming to be a little careless, and gave her another sip of water: "It's not surprising that you put it on, after all, it's your sweetheart."

Bo Jiu drank this water a little, and after swallowing, he coughed softly: "It's really not me."

This time the God did wrong her.

She has no time to put this picture.

After the great god was given a psychological hint, what Bo Jiu wanted to do was how to keep people behind.

Even though the great god always called her the gold lord before, Bo Jiu felt that it was still very interesting, as if he was not interested, he would leave.

Of course, this is the illusion of Bo Jiu.

But it was this illusion that Bo Jiu coaxed the then little princess Qin who was too late, how could this photo be taken out.

The grandfather of the housekeeper is different. From a medical point of view, after all, no matter what kind of psychological cues are usually related to memories that people do not want to face.

Because I do n’t want to face it, it will cause psychological weakness and then close something.

So any way to evoke Qin Mo's memory, grandpa housekeeper will try.

Bo Jiu also understood this truth.

But after all, the great boy resisted her "green plum bamboo horse" boycott.

Now Bo Jiu, who has a black history, of course, to avoid these minefield topics to talk.

Qin Mo naturally saw someone's thoughts, lifted his thin lips, and pulled the drawer open again: "How? I think I will be jealous?"

"How come." Bo Jiu smiled and asked, "You don't want to eat?"

Qin Mo said slowly: "What's so delicious."

Bo Jiu: ... how to listen is all right and wrong!

This should be a routine again. Bo Jiu did n’t want to be fooled. What he wanted to do was to create a topic that could be used for routine gods and pushed the drawer in again: "Mo brother, after you finished talking last time, I thought about it, I also think that my sweetheart is indeed a bit careful, for example, he never let me play this with others. Now that I think of it, it is likely that he is jealous. At that time, I was young and didn't understand it at all. "

After Bo Jiu finished speaking, he waited for the god to agree with her.

After all, in this case, according to the character of the Great God, he would not only agree, but also persuade her to stay away from such people in the future, and so on.

can?

Why is it so quiet?

Bo Jiu watched that he had peeled off the packaging. The fingers that were going to feed the sugar in her mouth stopped there and raised her eyebrows slightly. She was all ready to eat. What happened when the god stopped suddenly?

Before Bo Jiu wanted to understand.

Qin Mo sat down there and asked her thin lips slightly: "Want to eat?"

"Well." The great god began to use the attractive color again. Bo Jiu thought of it, waiting to be fed.

But who knows, the man smiled, raised his hand slightly, and threw the sugar that was originally intended for her into the trash can next to it.

Bo Jiu: ...

"Since you have a fever, eat less sweet things." Qin Mo's eyes slightly raised, and he was also abstinent.

It sounds reasonable.

But before he clearly fed himself a lot of sugar.

Bo Jiu didn't understand where he was causing the Great God and sat there inexplicably.

Watching him turn sideways, cover the quilt for her, her voice faint: "I heard that the purest feelings all happened when I was a child."

Bo Jiu Xindao said this was beating her, in the final analysis, it was because the picture was unhappy!

Immediately said: "What I knew as a child."

Qin Mo heard the words and tapped her wrist with her finger: "Don't want to talk about being a kid?"

The main reason is that your elderly people will be jealous. Bo Jiu nodded.

Qin Mo smiled, her slender white hand was still knocking on her wrist, as if she really respected her opinion, thinking slowly, the light fell on his chin: "Then let's talk After talking about how many people you have chased, by the way, let me talk about your love at first sight in your memories? "

Bo Jiu: ...

This is not as good as the previous topic!

Bo Jiu grabbed his head and pressed it against Qin Mo's chest. His eyes flicked: "Brother Mo, I have a headache."

"Thought I would believe it?" Qin Mo snorted.

Bo Jiu didn't speak. After all, even if the god said something like this, he still stretched out his hand and touched her head. The gentle authenticity made it easy to relax.

If it wasn't for the ear, there was another sentence: "Don't the photos come up?"

Bo Jiu probably will not move like this against the great god: "No more."

"It's pretty, why don't you put it?" Qin Mo carelessly noticed the temperature on her body, and then peeled off a piece of candy in his hand: "People, it's a good thing to fall in love with the time."

Bo Jiu didn't move: ... You are so generous, I almost have to believe it!

"Just in the drawer." Bo Jiu felt that this was a big project of wit and courage. Without slacking a half, these should always give her sugar.

Unexpectedly, the man smiled again, the same thing happened, but this time he didn't throw the sugar into the trash, but ate it by himself.

Bo Jiu: ...

Is it so hard to eat candy now?

And the action just now was obviously to be fed to her.

Qin Mo glanced at someone, his voice was very weak: "Want to eat?"

Bo Jiuen gave a cry, useful in case it was miserable.

Facts have proved that pretending to be pitiful had no positive effect at all in front of the Great God.

Qin Mo squeezed her face with a smile: "Then bear with me."

Bo Jiu: ...

It's so awkward, definitely because of that posing!

Bo Jiu, who was a bit empty of burnt thoughts, did not think about recovering memory.

After all, Qin Mo did not seem to intend to tell her, but wanted someone to relive it.

And when he knew that the boyfriend he said was his own, that feeling ... really ...

Qin Mo lowered his eyes and squeezed someone's face again to see when this guy would react.

Bo Jiu was pinched inexplicably, but the warmth of the man's eyes was too heavy, and she looked more like a baby, plus her eyes were half drooping.

She has no choice but to deal with beautiful men. Of course, a pair of black-and-white eyes will certainly look straight at people.

After seeing her look like this, Qin Mo gave a half-dark look and lowered the waist bar. It was originally intended to kiss the corner of her mouth.

Who knows, still uncontrollable, her fingers slipped over her softness, wishing that this person would turn into a pool of water in his arms.

Bo Jiu's kissed head was even more dizzy, feeling that the fever did not bring her a high temperature.

Even so, Qin Mo noticed that her body temperature had risen a bit, and her forehead was against her, because her lack of energy, her heart seemed to be tied, and the blood seemed to circulate.

He hugged the man, and finally fed a piece of candy in the past, lowered his head and kissed her hair: "Thirst, tell me."

Bo Jiu didn't think that the Great God would take care of people, but this time it was different.

In fact, it's quite troublesome not to have a fever, there is no taste in the mouth, and I want to drink water and eat something sweet and sour.

But always eating sugar is not good, your throat will be unbearable.

It is really not easy for people who want to have a fever to be comfortable.

He never left her with a pair of eyes, she moved, he knew what she was going to do in advance, and the sugar was replaced by fruit, and he had always fed her.

Not to mention going to the bathroom.

Bo Jiu didn't have the strength in his hand, but now he doesn't have any drip.

He didn't listen to her. A man bent over to hug the man into the bathroom and untied the straps of her pajamas.

The back of the great god's hand is very white, and his fingertips seem to bring out light, due to his temperament.

When it was not easy to cross, Bo Jiu always felt that with such a pair of hands, he unbuttoned his pants for himself, it was too inconsistent.

But looking at it from this angle, he didn't care at all: "Well, call me."

Probably because the care is too meticulous.

In addition, under the supervision of the Great God, Bo Jiu drank a lot of water in one breath, and it was around ten o'clock in the evening.

Bo Jiu's body temperature has returned to normal, closing his eyes and sleeping in Qin Mo's arms.

Unlike her, Qin Mo didn't sleep. She held the person with one hand, and the other hand would measure the temperature on her forehead from time to time.

The most fear of fever is the repetition in the night.

Everyone knows this.

Because of this, Qin Mo didn't fall asleep immediately. His fingers crossed the man's cheek, and then the hair sticking to her face was turned away. The softness in the bottom of her eyes couldn't be seen.

Bo Jiu, who had fallen asleep, did not see this scene.

Otherwise, she will definitely feel this look, very familiar.

The grandfather of the housekeeper stood outside the door, and had originally prepared Tang wanted to come in. When he saw this scene again, he took the door quietly and then looked at the silver pocket watch again.

He made it clear that today the young master can recover well even without him.

Because the best medicine is careful care.

At this point, no one can match the young master of the Qin family.

Bo Jiu was indeed sleeping comfortably, his face involuntarily rubbed the soft cotton with moderate temperature, and did not know that it was not a pillow, but the sleepiness worn by Qin Mo.

As long as she moves, Qin Mo is bound to open her eyes, take a look at her, and measure her temperature.

In the end, I couldn't help it, and squeezed her face again with my fingers: "I have given you so many hints, but I still haven't guessed the answer, saying that you are stupid, you will not be wronged at all, Bo Xiaojiu."

Bo Jiu seemed to dream about something good, his mouth was still half-turned, his mouth slightly open, and there was water vapor.

Qin Mo looked into his eyes, his eyes deepened again, and then turned sideways to put the picture back in place.

The night outside is getting thicker.

It is not clear what happened to netizens, the focus is still on the game.

After all, today the Dimeng League's battle against Theo, let them see the hope, but also realized that the level of the Dimeng League is not as good as Dongying.

A lot of analysis stickers have come out. In general, it is said that the chances of the Dimeng League losing are too large, because in the current Dimeng League, no one can come out to fight Hoshino and Yushin ...