National School Prince Is A Girl

No response.

Is it too serious to do the task?

Qin Mo thought that a little tiger might wear headphones.

Lifted up and looked at the two connected balconies.

Wearing a down jacket, he did something he had never done before.

Learned a little tiger and turned it over the wall.

Probably not very familiar.

People like Qin Mo have turned up the wall, always giving people a feeling of temperament.

When the young blonde butler came back, it was this scene.

At first, he saw a little figure, and thought that Miss Nine was in the skin. In English, he said in a hurry: "Oh no, Miss Nine, the young master will be back soon. If you do this, you will soon be less... ...Young Master?!"

When the blonde butler saw the cold little face, she was shocked with the hair on her head. How is this possible?

Everyone knows that their young master is a model in understanding etiquette.

How can I make a climb like this?

"What?" Qin Mo looked down at him, his voice was light.

The blonde butler stood in a suit: "No, nothing."

I really want to let Miss Nine see how their young master looks when they turn over the wall.

What do you want to do?

Qin Mo did not care for him. After standing on the balcony, he approached the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can clearly see that there is no one inside.

It’s not just that Uncle Bo is not there, even a little tiger doesn’t seem to be there.

The room was not so messy.

Suddenly the cleanup was clean, as if the owner had not come back.

Of course, the Qin desert at that time did not have the inhuman speculative ability after growing up. After all, it was still a child.

It feels right.

Qin Mo once again looked at a certain direction through the floor-to-ceiling windows. In that position, I should have sat on a small tiger. The small claws were tapped on the keyboard. Certainly, because I would not wrap my sleeves, I would scratch my face from time to time. However, I still have the most serious feeling.

Or just squat alongside, grab snacks and eat.

If he didn't let her sit in the chair, she would always be skinned.

Qin Mo did not think that in this room, there is no little tiger who came back and forth to climb over and climbed, it would be so empty...

Downstairs, the blonde butler looked at the small back that stood on the balcony.

I don't understand why, from his point of view, the face of the young master seems to be a little lost.

Did not wait for him to see clearly.

Qin Mo slid down the wall over there.

What is the recent home of Bojia?

I don't know if I think this question is too serious, or there is no experience of overturning the wall.

When Qin Mo came down, he accidentally reached his own hand.

The young blonde butler exclaimed and ran over: "Young master, are you okay?"

"Scratch your hands, what can be done, go back first." Qin Mo leaned his head and glanced at the back of his hand, his face still as light as ever.

I still wore that little black down jacket.

Qin Mo did not think that at this point in time, a little tiger will not be there.

It’s not because the grandfather said, he thought she was like this.

How could he be so naive?

Qin Mo once again denied the grandfather's statement.

Twilight looked back at him.

He bought her so many things.

I wanted to let her see it earlier.

Therefore, even the family did not return, the direct home.

It seems that I can only wait until the evening...