National School Prince Is A Girl

Xiao Ji still doesn't know what she thinks about the little princess.

However, even the steaks are willing to cut her.

Her little princess should have accepted her.

This is a good thing for Bojiu.

Be aware that there were too many people who were previously scared by her rudeness.

The little princess is good, totally do not care about this.

In fact, what Qin He cares about, it is estimated that the thin nine children's shoes can't figure out.

The steak is delicious.

This is much stronger than the instant noodles.

Thin nine is wearing a small scarf to eat, and with a kind of sleek elegance that other children do not have.

Even if it is hard to cut, but when it comes to the table, etiquette is still there.

Especially waiting for the elders.

It has a high degree of consistency with the Qin Desert.

Both of them waited until the old man first ate, and then he really moved his mouth.

Putting down the knife and fork is also the first time the elders put it.

At this point, the old man likes the little tiger in front of him and likes it.

Not to mention the way she eats, her cheeks are drums, and she is very fulfilling and very different from his grandson.

Qin Mo was watching the person who was eating the little belly and rolling, and took a sip of water.

It’s really a meal, but it’s really a trip.

Thin Nine did not know that the little princess had heard her conversation with her father before, and saw that the other party was full, and then put down the knife and fork, holding her own small piggy bank, and followed.

The tiger's tail is still in the air.

An old man looked at this scene and was not happy.

The daughter is now in business, and the son-in-law is in the army.

It’s really good for the grandson to follow him out.

But the same, he always worried that his childhood would be missing.

It seems now that in a foreign country, there is such a small tiger to accompany him.

Maybe more or less, can make him feel a little lighter.

Even if it was, his grandson resisted.

It’s better to resist it than to say nothing.

However, the little tiger is also interesting. How can he treat his grandson as a girl?

When An Laozi thought of it and laughed again, he was probably too happy. Even if he went to the study room to open a video conference, he let the butler open a bottle of red wine.

On this side, Xiaohuajiu is stepping on the place where Qin Mo came over, and observing the surrounding terrain, it is a bit of a sigh: "At the end, our windows are facing, and you are opposite my room. ""

Qin Mo looked at her and said only one sentence: "Do not move things, eat snacks on the table, don't bother me to read."

Under normal circumstances.

Follow each other's personality.

He thought that he would definitely not meet these requirements.

Wait until he opens a book and looks at it for half an hour, when he plans to pour a glass of water.

The man was still sitting quietly in his small piggy bank, his eyes were big, and the snacks on the table were not eaten.

After Qin Mo had finished drinking water, he just wanted to read a book, but he was leaning over with a warm stove.

His finger flipped over the book, his eyes narrowed, and he turned his head to the side, and saw the expression of the little tiger's face to sleep.

Probably realized that she met someone.

Some of them were sober, and they shook their heads.

"At the end, I am a little sleepy. I will go home to sleep first, and I will come back to you tomorrow."

As he said, he jumped off the chair and walked a little while walking.

Qin Mo glanced at the lamp that was not lit up next door.

Look at the back of the little tiger in front of you.

First, I frowned, and then opened my mouth: "Mr. Bo has not returned yet."

"Hmm?" Boji did not understand the meaning of this sentence.

Qin Mo took the book in his hand: "When the lights are on, I will let the butler send you back. There is a small sofa. You should lie down for a while."

"Okay." Compared to going home to sleep, Boji is of course willing to stay in a place with a little princess. She was afraid to disturb the little princess to read.

But because of nature, I didn’t fall asleep, I just wanted to talk.

"At the end, what book are you reading?" Thin nine put his head together.

Qin Mo returned a sentence: "Little Prince" has never said anything.

He left her on the couch just because she was too small.

Did not want to make good intentions with her.

Thin nine also noticed the coldness.

The tail swayed there and began to fall asleep again.

When Qin Mo felt for the second time that the head was coming back, the eyebrows were wrinkled.

He knew that there was such a little tiger, and he had no way to read.

This time.

The grandfather pushed the door and came in.

After seeing this scene, the first thing is a trip.

After all, the grandson has never been so close to any child.

Then, he whispered softly: "Nine, it’s too late. Are you living here today?"

Thin nine one listened to this, and the spirit: "Good."

When I sleep, the little princess is more familiar with her.

Not like now, it’s always cold and faint, a little bit of a hand.

Thin nine looked down at his little tiger paws, and the elated look formed a sharp contrast with the cold-faced Qin desert sitting next to her.

Qin Mo is not sure what his grandfather is playing.

Grandpa should understand that he does not like to leave other children at home.

Just turning around, the lights outside are still not lit.

The milkiness of a little tiger is very strong.

This means she is really small.

Even if you are the same age.

Girls and boys are also different.

It should not be so strong.

Qin Mo turned his head and thought about it. He endured the objection.

Everything is seen in her small part.

She can't always let her go back with a small piggy bank.

It snowed outside.

There is still no one there.

Anyway, it was such a night.

Tomorrow, he will tell his grandfather.

He doesn't need any small partners.

"I asked the butler to clean up a small room and give us a lovely nine." An old man said as he walked toward the door.

Thin nine one shaking his head, very serious: "Don't bother Grandpa, I have to sleep in a room at the end, anyway, we are all girls, there are small sofas here."

Qin Mo heard the words, the eyebrows began to wrinkle, and the little face was cold more than one degree. What is it, we are all girls?

This idiot hasn't seen it yet.

The smile that An's father saw couldn't help. He was the first time to see his grandson on the same day, showing so many expressions.

Suddenly feel so good.

The grandson never slept with someone in a room.

But you can try it.

"Okay." An old man yelled at the head of the little tiger: "Then you will squeeze with the deserter."

Qin Mo did not expect the foreign guild to say so.

I just wanted to refuse.

I was hugged by the waist.

Then there was the face of the little tiger laughing, two small tiger teeth exposed, tears in the corner of the corner, eyes wide looked at him.

then.

a bang...