National School Prince Is A Girl

The plan was broken through, and Bo Jiu was quite sorry.

Change the hug, the effect is the same.

Probably saw her discomfort.

Qin Mo casually said, "Can't sleep?"

"Well." The voice was a bit stuffy, it should be a cough.

Seeing this, Qin Mo walked over and poured another glass of water.

Only this time, in addition to water, he picked a book from the shelf.

He usually read that book.

Bo Jiu knew that page, and the little princess was watching it yesterday.

"Let's go." Qin Mo stood beside the bed, his expression didn't change much.

But Bo Jiu, who heard these four words, suddenly became alive. The small body moved to the left, and the empty space was not just a little bit.

After doing this action, she still seriously promised: "Indifferent, you can rest assured, even if you sleep together, I will not be like you did yesterday, and I will not do it to you. Don't be afraid."

Qin Mo lifted the hand of the thin quilt tightly, raised his eyes, and gave her the word: "Shut up."

Bo Jiumei was very nourished, and did not care about the attitude of the little princess resisting. He was shy, and she knew it.

If let Qin Mo know that this little tiger attributed all the reasons to his shyness, it is estimated that the green muscle on Qin Mo's forehead would break again.

However, fortunately, sometimes Bo Jiu is well-behaved.

And so big eyes, lying on the bed with a small angel-like face on the side, looked at the person in a tiger's spirit.

Qin Mo leaned against the head of the bed and spread out the "One Thousand and One Nights" in his hand. The cold male voice with a good pronunciation sounded and there was a little milky gas: "It is said that in ancient times, in ancient India On the island between China and China, there is a kingdom of Sasang. The king's name is Shan Nua. King Shan Nua wants to marry a woman every day and spend the night in the palace, but every time the rooster sings the next day, Brutally kill this woman ... "

Children like to listen to people telling stories.

For Bo Jiu, what her father did was listened to by her as a story.

But Mr. Bo was so busy that he didn't really have much time to tell the story.

Correctly speaking.

This is the first time someone has given her a bedtime story.

Bo Jiu was stunned at first. Soon, she listened and heard less coughing. All her attention was placed on the side of the little princess and the fascinating story.

The time just passed by with the moonlight.

The two villains are different from others, probably because they are too similar.

No one in Qin Mo will tell him a bedtime story.

He is right like a little prince.

But a lonely little prince.

Every night I read and sleep alone.

Although no one still tells him a bedtime story.

But the little heater lying beside him, tilting his head to listen to his reading, actually made him feel that there was nothing wrong with having her come over once in a while.

The sound of reading continues.

"The Thousand and One Stories" just read the third.

People came on the first floor.

The man was no one else. He was wearing a black windbreaker with a bunch of roses on the windbreaker.

Originally he came to take his family's Xiao Jiuye back.

When Grandpa Ann motioned him to listen to the sounds upstairs.

Mr. Bo smiled and brought out some evil spirits: "My little Jiuye is quite fast. He can stay overnight so quickly. It seems that he will be able to buy his grandson home soon."