National School Prince Is A Girl

"I don't have to chase a girlfriend, naturally there will be a woman to chase me." Qin Mo's voice is very light, followed by a handsome face, even the breath is on the lips of Bo Jiu: "So you said these words, not in Within my consideration, hey, obedient, don't let me break your neck, you just have to do it, understand?"

After saying this, Qin Mo let go of the boy, and the back is straightforward and even taken for granted.

Mainly because of the words of the Great God, Bo Jiu is indeed a bit difficult to refute.

According to this type of man, it is true that it is not a girlfriend.

In Jiangcheng, not only the girls who play games, but also the gods.

Even the ladies of the family who do not play games, who can refuse the temptation of the Qin family power.

And... even if you leave it all.

The figure and appearance of the Great God, it is estimated that even if you are going to be a nightclub, you will be a sought-after head card... Afterwards, she still does not want to take the girlfriend's thing to attack the great god, and she can't attack it completely.

Unlike the Great God attacking her scores, one attack is a quasi-... I think here, Bo Jiu is a little depressed, ready to use a hot beef hot pot to soothe his heart.

What she did not expect was that after sitting down, a tableware was placed on the table.

That position is still in front of the man.

Bo Jiu smiled and looked at Zhang Ayi, the clean and beautiful face was full of sunshine.

Zhang Ayi did not dare to look at this handsome boy, but he has been frequently looking at the side of the Qin Mo, and his face is stopped.

When Bo Jiuyi saw this situation, he knew that the big **** had told me what to do, and he did not turn around and smack the horns. He said to Qin Modao: "Meng Ge, my tableware?" The beef in the spicy pot is boiling. Put a big mouth into the mouth, even the lips and teeth are fragrant, as long as you think about it, you feel delicious.

Qin Mo only stunned his eyes, then used a pair of chopsticks to put a pile of beef into his bowl: "My brother did this so badly, of course I eat, you look."

Bo Jiu: ... God, really can't be so embarrassed, there will be no friends, you know?

Qin Mo swept him again, and saw Xiaojun’s face suddenly slammed down. His beautiful eyes were still watching himself, and the silvery hair was fluffy and innocent.

This reminds him of the fact that the boy is still a youthful rebellious period and began to reflect on himself. It is too much to do.

After all, this is the first time a teenager has come to the house to be a guest...

"I really want to eat beef?" Qin Mo asked the opposite person.

Bo nine supported the chin, his tongue licked his lower lip, handsome and evil: "What do you say? Indigue, I have been playing tennis for so long, I have been hungry."

"How many people have you married during your time playing tennis with me? Have you counted it?" Qin Mo smiled, not warm: "There is one third of the time teaching others."

Bo nine paused, suddenly stood up, arms around the table, leaned over and past, thin mouth with a smile: "Jealous?"

"Jealous?" Qin Mo's body temperature is lower, holding bamboo chopsticks in his hand, using his eyes to signal the teenager to see the bottom of the pot: "I want to become it again?"

Bo Jiu really feels that the **** is too difficult to engage, not blowing his ear, so cold, when can beef be eaten? She is so hungry...