National School Prince Is A Girl

The old monk was shocked and read Amitabha again, which led Qin Mo into the temple.

Turn the book into the tenth volume.

The monk's robe floats, and the pen and ink are fragrant.

There was only one sentence left on the paper: "May the little tiger in pajamas live a happy life."

Then, who kept a talisman properly and put it in the position closest to the heart.

Whether it is in the army, in a foreign country, or after learning, standing in the frontier and defending the country.

There is a person who always wears a talisman that does not match his identity.

The day of the quarrel.

The two children did not know what would happen.

Even the little tiger thought that when things were done, she came to find indifference.

Until after darkness.

Dad took her to the tombstone and rubbed her hair with her fingers, telling her: "Nine, the best way to protect the most important people is to make others look like she is not that important."

"Otherwise it will become stronger and don't leave any traces. You should know that for hackers living behind computers, the traces and the exposure of private life are fatal."

"Like you, so do other hackers."

"You will be the young master in the future. The rules of being a young master, I told you a long time ago."

"Protect the person you need to protect, use your keyboard to speak for unfairness ..."

Therefore, the little tiger has been enduring.

I learned more things and made more powerful mini-games, not just for confession, but for the virus inside.

She even learned to write brush words herself, read bedtime stories, roll up sleeves and tie scarves.

No longer wearing little tiger pajamas.

Because I don't have to be cute anymore, let alone shake my tail behind.

Not everyone can give her a piece of candy while she is on the skin.

Not everyone is afraid of her toothache, check the small pocket on her clothes.

The smell of being overwhelmed by darkness.

Probably, when sleeping, she can only hold her small keyboard.

Bo Jiu is sensible and understands what is happening now.

Endure one hundred and one days, three months.

I couldn't bear it anymore. For the first time, I drove alone and ran to my home.

Knowing that he would get nothing, he ran to the window.

nobody.

It must have been home.

Bo Jiu wore a black compassionate shirt, and his temperament seemed to have changed. The little figure seemed to blend in with the darkness.

The old housekeeper looked at it, it was really unbearable, and came over with a black umbrella: "Young Master, go back."

The little figure hung his head and said nothing.

The old housekeeper turned his head, and gradually became silent.

Later, for a period of time, the young master would always pull him and say how good and good her little princess was to her, and she would stop from time to time.

The old housekeeper still remembers that the master picked up the young master and put it on his neck, letting her fall asleep clutching her hair, wearing a black trench coat, looks like a smile, but more of other things: "Allen , Some things, remember too clearly, but more painful, nine, she is too young. "

A casual word.

But let the old housekeeper understand what the master meant.

Slight hypnosis.

People will always hide some memories.

When you meet that person.

Those memories will come back a little bit.

When Mr. Bo leaned over, he placed a kiss on the tiger ’s forehead: "Nine, you must understand who you are."

Understand who you are.

Everything will come back again.

Have you ever thought about raising someone?

Bo Jiuyou wants to raise Princess Qin.

Qin Mo also has, want to raise a thin tiger...