National School Prince Is A Girl

"Our ticket the day after tomorrow."

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Senior Lin doesn't know?"

"Yes." Yunhu glanced at the closed smoking room. "When he asked for information, he didn't respond at all."

After seeing this sentence, Bo Jiu thought, "Receiving is receivable", and he didn't even know he was booked to fly abroad.

The corner of his mouth smiled again, and he returned to the previous dialog, with a bad intention in his eyes: "Senior Lin, how is your counter-attack plan?"

Soon, a message came back over there: "What anxiety, one day I will pajamas Yunhu guy!"

"Is it?" Bo Jiu's voice was slow, and he didn't believe it at all: "Yao wish you success."

"I have a plan in these two days." Lin Feng smoked a cigarette: "Don't expect to run away."

Whether it is married or not, this person can only be his.

Tomorrow will be put on.

Bo Jiu reminded him: "Don't be back pressured."

"Joke? Who is my brother?"

This blind confidence makes Bo Jiu's eyes more interesting, and I always feel that I can see the good show again.

It's just that she hasn't waited for her to "encourage and encourage" Senior Lin.

The mobile phone was taken away by the person opposite, and she glanced at her lightly: "Ms. Qin, it's time to eat and play with the mobile phone. You shouldn't need me to remind you."

After that, I caught a piece of chicken and delivered it to her lips.

Bo Jiu opened his mouth to eat, and looked at Qin Mo with a smile: "Mo brother, since we are getting married, can we do that?"

"Which thing?" Qin Mo asked slowly. After peeling the shrimp with long and white fingers, it was sprinkled with seasoning and fed naturally.

Bo Jiu was eating, his figure pressed to this side, this handsome face, the young boy's unique clean mixed with the evil spirits surging from the bottom of his eyes: "Dongfang Huadengye."

boom!

Wearing white gloves, came over with the bottom of the red wine bottle. The housekeeper, who had seen the bottom of the glass empty, had to add wine to the two. After hearing Bo Jiu's words, he was hit by the head.

As a housekeeper who has lived in Anjia for so many years.

His current level of Chinese is enough to understand the meaning of Dongfanghuazhuye.

However, don't you all say that Orientals are implicit.

Why did Miss Nine seem to be the same as when she was a child, she didn't understand what it meant to be implicit.

After all, at that time, the young master was often rushed by Miss Nine.

But the young master ...

The butler turned his head, just to observe the reaction of their young master.

Unexpectedly, the young master just wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin, and his expression was cold and cool: "Yes."

The butler thinks that he should disappear at this time, only his acceptance is weaker.

After Bo Jiu finished speaking, he wanted to drink another glass of wine.

Who knows, Qin Mo stood up holding her wrist, and looked down at her with low eyes: "Isn't it a cave night?

"Now?" How did it feel that a great god was anxious than her, and Bo Jiu raised his eyes.

Qin Mo's voice lowered: "Waiting for overtime, have you heard?"

Bo Jiuyi smiled and stood up, and now, now, anyway, when she saw him standing under the street lamp, her hands began to itch.

The man of the Great God is really cool in temperament.

Qin Mo looked down at him, looking at him from the side, as if he had stolen honey, smiling someone with bad intentions, and his thin lips followed.

The way he wanted to eat his tofu, he didn't even hide it.

In this case.

He will let her get what she wants, on top ...