National School Prince Is A Girl

Xiao Bojiu didn't take care of her dad. The meal was really down, especially when she heard the news that her mother would not come back.

Finally, the man stood up, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, glanced at the building outside the window, saw the light over there, and smiled again: "Nine Lord, dinner has fallen."

"You even boiled the noodles, it's really bad, I don't want to eat it." Bo Jiu expressed no interest.

The man's long legs stretched out, blocking his daughter's path: "It wasn't me who cooked, brought the fruit tray on the table, we went to be the guest next door, rubbing the rice."

next door?

When Bo Jiuyi heard these two words, his eyes were all bright.

Quickly put the fruit and other things into the box.

It ’s also unreasonable to put fruit trays as gifts.

Even her dad was smiling and emphasizing next to him: "That's my year-end friend from China."

Bo Jiu still has no skin.

That's the little princess's family, how can you rub the rice casually?

"How to go by yourself?" The man has completely quit smoking since he had a daughter. Now he is wearing a mask and a black jacket, but the young and handsome people think he is just a big brother: "Come, hug?"

Bo Jiu held the piggy bank in one hand and the fruit gift box in the other, glanced up and down at him, and said seriously: "I want to go by myself and give the newly moved neighbor a good impression of being sensible and clever."

"Our nine lords are really grown up." The man smiled again, put his hands back, copied them into his trouser pocket, and walked behind the little tiger. The whole person was indifferent.

This tall one is like walking out of a British manga. It really doesn't look like a person in real life.

Faintly, I could still hear those two conversations.

"Your mother will come back later, don't tell her, today we are going to rub the rice next door."

"Why? Mom would be happy if he knew a fellow came over."

"You said why, even instant noodles can't cook well, I don't want noodles? Hmm?"

"Mr. Bo, you have no face in eating soft rice."

"Relying on being small and a girl, I feel like I won't beat you, right?"

"Yes." Bo Jiu shook the tiger's tail.

Mr. Bo looked at the floor, lifted a hand, his voice was lazy, and his side face was very beautiful in the snow: "Oh, little children's shoes, a little thick skin."

"This is inheritance." Bo Jiu carried something in his hand and turned his head seriously: "Here is yours."

Mr. Bo did not take it for granted: "So you only mixed it so well, well, I'm going to ring the doorbell, please remember your settings."

A conversation between father and daughter.

Did not expect to be heard.

Hearing the conversation was the little boy who had entered the sledge at the side door.

It's too cold outside, but he didn't wear a coat, probably just a random movement.

The little boy is not a person who likes to eavesdrop on others.

Rather than saying that he didn't like it, he said that he didn't care what others said.

But even so, he paused while holding the sled.

After all, the conversation between father and daughter is different from ordinary people.

The little boy had never been in contact with his father and daughter before, and he would inevitably raise his eyes and glance at him.

But it is just a matter of glance.

Soon, he closed the door.

Looking at the foreign justice not far away was instructing the butler to prepare for today's dinner.

Ask him how much he wants to eat steak.

The little boy was thinking about telling his grandfather if there were two rubbing outside.

Just in the next second.

The doorbell rang.

There was still snow outside.

Mr. Ann is still wondering who will come at this point.

The butler had walked pacing over: "Sir, do you want to open the door?"

Mr. Ann nodded.

The butler walked over, and his long fingers pulled the silver door handle.

Big snowflakes flooded in with the roaring north wind.

One big and one small appeared at the door.

The pajamas on the probably small one are too eye-catching.

Grandpa Ann saw a little tiger at first sight.

The big black eyes, full of cleverness, looked at it yoyo, and a pair of ears hung down like a curly cat, cute and handsome.

Not to mention the slender man standing behind her, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, lined with the moonlight, there is no hint of getting old, like a star, but with evil spirits: "Mr. Andrea, I haven't seen you for a long time . "

Grandpa Ann shined: "Bo, come in, come in!"

Listening to the greeting of the lord, Xiao Bojiu's eyes have started to turn again. Where is her little princess?

Why didn't you see anyone?

Just when she thought so.

Grandpa Ann said over there: "Come here, take a look at your little friend."

At the end?

This is the second misunderstanding.

The clever little Bo Jiu thinks that the little princess is usually very shy, so she will be named like Ma Er.

So more sure, she saw a girl just outside the window?

Xiao Bojiu so confidently determined the sex of her little princess.

There is no fantasy.

When she saw the figure walking towards her again, she became more confident.

The slippers the other party wears are all red pandas, but the trousers are tightened tightly, against the slender straight legs, very eye-catching, plus he has taken off his coat, the bright red sweater inside, like she has seen Maple leaf, but his skin was like the white snow that had just fallen outside. A pair of eyes were as bright as stars. Even if the eyelashes were so far away, they could clearly see the length of the pure black.

He stood there, black hair like splashing ink, and the kind of nobleness that followed, reappeared in Bo Jiu's eyes.

The north wind blew again, in response to the bonfire inside the house and the Christmas tree outside, with snowflakes falling, and a piece fell on the boy's shoulder.

He leaned his head and gently blew it before looking at it, very politely.

I don't know why Xiao Bojiu felt that his eyes were too cold.

However, this coldness did not dispel Xiao Bojiu's enthusiasm.

The fairy tale book says that there are many kinds of princesses.

The one she knew today was definitely cold and cold, but she was actually shy.

After a while she wants to control herself, not too frivolous, it is not like playing William before.

Treat the little princess with patience and speak softly.

Now that her piggy bank has been brought back, she has confidence.

Anyway, don't scare people away.

She had never felt anyone looked so good.

The one in front of me.

She seemed to take home to be a pet.

But her dad had said before that when she saw something she liked, she had to buy it home, and she couldn't take others away.

The same is true online.

Therefore, Xiao Bojiu's first reaction to seeing the little princess was to go and hug her piggy bank.

Now her chance comes ...