National School Prince Is A Girl

Mainly after saying this sentence, Qin has not yet meant to converge.

Followed by another sentence: "How many times did you last test?"

Fu Jiu fingers, really do not want to answer this question, which is a crit for her.

She almost doubts whether the **** is deliberately saying this.

It is very possible to have a black temper.

Such a man can't really return to his WeChat.

Fu Jiu decisively put the phone on the desk.

Not a moment, it shocked again: "You have more than 50 people in your class. Can you get the first 40 people?"

Fu Jiu still did not speak, and determined that the Great God is absolutely deliberate!

"The first forty-five?"

Fu Jiu’s Zhang Jun’s face scored another point.

Probably it feels almost the same, the man sent a language slowly: "Don't tell me, you are in the last three."

In this way, it was better to be recognized by the great god, and it was better to admit it... Fu Jiulu sent the last two words with depression: "Pour one."

"Hey?" The gorgeous tail of the Qin Mo, with a clear smile: "It turned out to be."

Fu Jiu: ... else, how can it be, God, you ask so much, not that I have already determined that I am a school student.

At 11:15, in a five-star hotel, the table is full of dishes. It is a bit early for ordinary people to eat, but it is not too early for business.

Talking to the teenagers while chatting with the teenagers will definitely increase your appetite.

Qin Mo looked at the ellipsis on the screen, and it seemed as if the juvenile's depressed appearance appeared, and the corner of his mouth could not help but hook.

Liang Secretary stood by and watched the sudden smile of their president, and the tiger’s back could not help but shake!

When did you smile, when did Qin laugh?

Moreover, Qin did not have the habit of taking a mobile phone... Secretly sneaked over and nodded, and saw Fu Jiu two words on the screen... At this moment, Liang’s heart is complicated! Have the complexity of suffering!

The person who came to talk about business was also a family, but he was a teenager in the middle of the Qin desert. He smiled and picked up his eyebrows.

When the project was almost fixed, Qin Mo asked a whisper: "I heard that there is also a younger brother in high school."

Mr. Xiao’s glimpse, it seems that Qin Shaohui, who did not think of the right to plunge into the three provinces, likes to talk about this kind of private affairs. He smiled and said: “There is a younger brother.”

"How is he learning?" Qin Mo took a sip of red wine, a beautiful face like a god, without the slightest wave, just like chatting.

Mr. Xiao said with a bitter smile: "To be honest, it is not very good. I will open a parent meeting for him tomorrow."

"Parental meeting..." Qin Mo repeated these three words and sneaked into a pair of beautiful peach blossoms. No one knows what he is thinking.

Mr. Xiao continued: "But this does not blame him. The high school textbooks now don't even understand me. Those questions are too difficult to do. I am not planning to find a private teacher to give him a supplementary class."

Qin Mo did not return.

Mr. Xiao thought that he was not happy, and he knew how to stop: "Hey, I will talk more about my brother."

"Nothing, I also have a younger brother, understand that feeling." Qin Mo's expression is still very light, a suit and a noble and luxurious.

If you say it, you will let Liang Secretary almost squirt a red wine. General Qin, the person of Xiao’s family is a younger brother. You are really not a pro!

So, what do you understand?