National School Prince Is A Girl

Chapter 1447: First thousand nine hundred and five

The thin tiger’s eyes are very big, and his face looks serious: “I praise my little princess because he is very good. For example, what Dad doesn’t know, he knows that his mother said that he has a book, not Like Dad, how can I not install it, not only feed me food, but also tell me a story before going to bed, teach me to write a brush, Dad, you can't write."

In the yard surrounded by white fences, Mr. Bo took the locomotive and threw it into the yard. It was not like an adult: "Nine is too much, what is it, I am also a doctoral student, understand?"

"Buy." The thin tiger sat on his neck and grabbed his hair. He squatted: "Don't say this to Dad, I also want to face. After all, my mother always said that I am like you. ”

Mr. Bo yawned, his mouth smirked: "I am not good? The small ice cube of the Qin family, it is estimated that even a wall will not turn, it is boring."

The thin tiger’s eyes blinked: “Indifference will not do the whole thing.”

"Yes." Mr. Boh ordered a black cut on his wrist and projected it from above, a picture of a small ice block over the wall.

There is a camera in front of the thin house, which is why, even if there is no one in the family, Mr. Bo can safely go out and do something.

It is because it can monitor in real time for 24 hours.

After seeing the picture, the thin tiger made a secret decision. It must be impossible for the little princess to overturn the wall. It is too dangerous.

I was so beaten by Mr. Bo.

The thin tiger's amulet almost forgot to send.

Fortunately, after changing her pajamas, she remembered again, and ran to the next room.

Mr. Bo is lying on the sofa.

The thin tiger knows that this is the habit of Dad. When his mother is not there, he likes to sleep like this, like a cheetah ready to go.

"Dad, this is for you and your mother." The thin tiger put the amulet in Mr. Bo's palm.

Mr. Bo took his eyebrows and put them directly. He is not superstitious, but the thin family does have this kind of origin.

One thing is true.

Nine is suitable for picking up his class.

Even this road is hard to go.

But it seems like this.

When someone is born, they are doomed to what responsibility you are responsible for.

Mr. Bo is leaning against the sofa halfway, if Nine is the kind of sweet princess who knows nothing.

Maybe he will use all his strength to let her know what to do.

However, they have been interested in the small keyboard since childhood, and they are very smart.

The most important thing is that she likes it.

Mr. Bo stood up and was very dark.

It is because of this figure that Qin Mo has dispelled the idea of sending a steward to call the thin tiger back.

There are adults in the thin family.

It seems that he has no reason to worry about someone again.

Qin Mo turned his head and looked at his hand.

He thought she would be the first to find his injury.

However, it does not.

Look at the snacks brought back from the country.

Qin Mozi was deep and deep, and reached out to press the lights in the bedroom.

The wound doesn't want to be treated, and even sleeps doesn't want to sleep.

Probably the time difference has not been reversed.

Through the moonlight, I can see that the Qin Desert lying on the bed is like a little prince. It seems that there is nothing unusual.

In fact, as soon as he reached out and couldn't touch a small heater, his eyes opened.

"Why should I come back so early?"

This idea appeared between time and never stopped.

There are some things that we hope it will develop in this way.

Can often be impermanent.

There are too many things that are not expected.

The young Qin Qin knew for the first time what is called insomnia, but it can be turned over by the family.

Just a pair of scorpions, looking at the position next to it, the love of a little tiger is probably not the same as his favorite.

His like is to monopolize one person.

And she is not.

If this is the case, then everything is meaningless.

Obviously, you should do this according to your own personality.

But when I want to raise a little tiger too much, there is no question of personality and personality.

Since she is still young, she does not understand what is the difference.

Then he slowly taught her.

After thinking about this, Qin Mo decided to freeze a little tiger a little tomorrow.

She is always disobedient.

Of course, if an active little tiger comes to him to find him tomorrow, he can't be too cold, and he can't anger again. Even if he really heard what William said, some lost his reason.

But as long as a little tiger takes the initiative to come to him and reconcile, there is nothing.

The night gradually deepened.

Probably no one thought of it at that time.

Some things are not done in time.

I will regret it later.

I don't know when it started to fog out.

The suitcase that Mr. Bo brought over suddenly rang.

This made him not familiar with him, and he opened his eyes.

There is a tracking setting in it, and once the target is locked, it will make a sound.

There is no delay in the slightest time, the small suitcase is unlocked, and the opening is a screen with something like a keyboard.

The slender white fingers just knocked twice on it.

The usual screen is changed, and the most accurate lock line map is replaced.

Use the keyboard button to zoom in on the map.

The face that has always been beautiful and evil is suddenly pale to the extreme.

Mr. Bo, who always had a grasp of what he was, no longer had the laziness of the sling, and even the jacket was not worn. When he lifted the suitcase, he swept away from the door.

The thin tiger who heard the sound came out in confusion and squinted and asked, "Dad, where are you going?"

Dad didn't go out at night.

Just rushing like this, even the backs are exuding something that has been said, never before.

Hearing the voice of the thin tiger, the slender figure paused, then turned around and vacated a hand and licked the head of the thin head: "I am going to pick up the lady."

"Mom?" The thin tiger knows that her mother is on a business trip, isn't she saying that she will come back in a few days? But it's better to be able to come back in advance, so that when Dad has a mother, he can converge a little. There is a mother who is next to Dad, and he will not do too dangerous things.

The little thin nine will always remember that day.

Because it was on that day.

The family has undergone earth-shaking changes.

The weather outside is very cold.

But Mr. Bo seems to have no feeling at all.

Even if he was riding a locomotive without wearing any defense, his side face still showed no expression.

That pair of eyes is like an endless black.

He didn't think of it, the group of people would appear in that place.

The city where Mrs. Thin travels.

This will not be a coincidence.

There can be no such coincidence!

When the old housekeeper received the call from the owner, in the early morning of the next day, he never heard the voice of the owner, with a cool feeling, without the slightest feeling: "You take the nine back to the castle."

"That lady..." The old housekeeper knew that his wife was on a business trip. The master once said that he would deceive his wife back to the castle. He also thought about a drama that he suddenly inherited what foreign and foreign inheritance, and made him pretend to be The lawyer went to talk.

How do you change your mind now?

Mr. Bo is standing on the street, there are cars everywhere, the sky is not completely bright, and sporadic lights fill the city.

Also in this early morning, a mysterious oriental with a suitcase walked into the most famous dark area of the area.

The black trench coat made him look like an avenger who climbed out of hell. It was cold and beautiful: "I will take her back."

The old butler realized that something was wrong.

But now the most important thing is to perform the task that the owner has given him.

The fog is still there, a piece of it.

Since Mr. Bo has left, the thin tiger is sleeping on the sofa.

When I heard the sound of the downstairs, the thin tiger's ear was first erected, and then the small keyboard next to it was picked up.

I thought it was a thief who came in and the thin tiger also planned to launch some of her own organs.

After all, the days outside are not yet bright.

I did not expect that she would see the steward grandfather after she went downstairs.

The tail was shaken twice, and the little face was still puzzled: "Grandfather, how are you here?"

"Less master." The old butler took a step forward, like a British gentleman: "The time is urgent, I must take you away immediately."

The thin tiger suddenly woke up a lot: "Now?"

"Now." The old housekeeper looked around in a circle: "Less Lord, you have to bring one or two pieces of your clothes, not too much, there are all over the old castle, I need to go underground to clean up things."

The thin tiger saw the housekeeper grandfather down the stairs, and the rest of the room was unchanged.

In addition to the underground clothes, the housekeeper was burned in a special way.

The thin tiger took less things, the small keyboard was to be held in his arms, and the other was the posing before the bedroom.

It was taken by Grandpa Ann and her indifference. Although the indifferent face did not enter the country, there was only one pair of hands to pick her up.

But the thin tiger was still a baby, and he always held it in his arms and looked at the home.

She wants to wait until dawn and then go, so she can tell the desert, where she has gone.

The old butler saw the idea of his own less master, and the voice was light: "The Lord, this time we go to the place is not suitable for any know, until the stability, the owner will help you contact the family."

The thin tiger shook his tail and thought about it. He looked up and said, "Grandfather, do you have pen and paper."

Treating the young master, the old housekeeper will inevitably be soft-hearted, knowing what she is going to do, and not blocking it.

Looking at my own little and the Lord is squatting, not very skilled in writing the words, there are Chinese in English on the letter, the writing is not very good, people who don't know her don't even understand what she is expressing.

After all, the Chinese characters that the thin tigers can't write are replaced by paintings.

The old butler only saw one sentence: "I will never be skinny again in the future. You should not be angry if you are indifferent. I am going to work hard to make money now and I will be able to buy you later."

The pitted letter was placed in the mailbox along with a USB flash drive.

In the misty morning, a little tiger stood in front of the mailbox, his ears squatting, and glanced in the direction of the room: "Grandfather, do you say that the little princess will reply to me?"

"It will definitely be." Their family is so cute, who can bear to not reply.

The thin tiger was still a bit reluctant. After getting on the bus, his head leaned against the window and looked back.

She has thought countless times.

If that time, she didn't quarrel with her little princess.

After the quarrel, I will never see it again the next day.

There is no chance of even apologizing, probably the most regrettable thing.

She wants to hug that person again.

Even after the castle, she dreamed that he held her in a chair and brushed her teeth.

Because she is afraid of her toothache and controls the amount of sugar she eats, when she loses her teeth, a smile will ring the little tiger with missing teeth.

He didn't think she was ugly, and gave her something to make her grind.

These, it seems that after the dawn, all of them disappeared.

Because it was also at nine o'clock in the morning of that day.

The thin tiger saw the returning Mr. Bo in the old castle.

Only, only father is alone.

She did not see the shadow of her mother.

The father who said that he would pick up his mother is a person.

At that time, the thin tiger was still stunned. She thought that her mother was too busy when she was peaceful, and she did not come back with her father.

Mr. Bo’s hand was bloody, his long legs were holding locomotive prisoners, the black windbreaker was slammed by the wind, and when he took off his helmet, the whole person gave people an indescribable darkness and tiredness.

The old butler’s fears are obvious. When you look at Mr. Bo, the light that is exposed in the blind is different in peacetime.

The thin tiger holds his own small keyboard and screams: "Dad."

Mr. Bo is like a return to a sense of reason, **** face, slender figure, kneeling on one knee, and the head is on the shoulder of the thin tiger, the voice is a bit sand: "Jiu Ye, sorry. I am afraid that Dad will lose his word this time."

What is the meaning of failure?

The thin tiger didn't understand why he was crying, probably because she felt Dad's tremor.

That kind of strange.

The thin tiger did not ask where the mother went.

She dare not ask.

feel a little scared.

No, not a little.

It is too scared.

She held the small keyboard in her arms, letting her father lead her to a place.

She has seen many people.

I also saw my father's cold smile: "Send them where they should go."

That is a kind of hate.