National School Prince Is A Girl

The clock in the living room swayed from the position of 6 to 10.

The fog outside is so heavy that you can't see the figure coming on.

The night has been dyed with the sky.

This is the third time that a young blonde housekeeper has shaken his head toward Qin Mo: "There is no one..."

Qin Mo did not speak.

But the blonde butler can see that their young master, this time the loss is too obvious.

If yesterday, Qin desert is overturned and can't sleep.

That day, this feeling is deeper.

At two in the morning, he didn't tell, got up, put on his long black down jacket and walked toward the thin home.

The back is small, but the victory is straight.

Pressing the doorbell, still no one.

Did you not come back today?

Qin Mo thought, reaching out and starting to climb the wall again.

He learned all her bad habits.

Qin Mo stood on the balcony and looked into the house through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

It's not like someone is there.

He pushed his hand and pushed it, but he couldn't push it.

One thing he really is not as good as a little tiger.

No matter what kind of lock, it can be opened in her hand.

There is no gain.

Qin desert can only go back along the same path.

For 32 hours, he didn't see that person.

Even if they are no longer willing to admit it.

He flew from the country just to see a little tiger earlier.

Qin Mozi hangs a little, telling himself to wait.

He is raising a child.

Not that she is raising him.

When she returns tomorrow, he will come to Bojia to find her.

After all, according to the degree of someone's stupidity, perhaps do not understand why he is angry.

This is the idea of ​​Qin Mo that night.

The next day, early in the morning, he made a cage of small cages, ready to take things together.

Seeing the young master like this, the young blonde butler couldn’t bear to say that there was no one at the thin house.

He was watching the smile on the face of the handsome face disappearing.

The young master stood in front of the thin house, carrying something in his hand, and the way his mouth pressed down would always make people think of the words of falling.

Fortunately, the young master did not stand there for a long time.

Instead, he turned his head and walked in the other direction.

The young blonde butler was violently stunned by this mutation and quickly kept up: "Young Master, where are you going?"

Be aware that the route of the young master every day is very clear.

One is to lead to their own, the other is to the thin family.

In addition to the usual meal, I will take a walk with Miss Nine.

He has never been to other places.

What happened this time?

Qin Mo did not speak, wearing a black jacket, he always gave a sense of sight of a little prince.

The butler looked at the little cold back and dared not ask the second time.

Wait a minute... Isn't this the young Master William their home?

The idea of ​​the housekeeper has just risen.

Qin Mo has reached out and pressed the doorbell.

This morning.

The big William's shoes are still holding the Spider-Man pillow, imagining that they are saving the world.

In short, it is the darkness of sleep.

After all, the time is still early, the alarm clock has not sounded.

What he didn't expect was that he would be picked up from the bed at once.

who is it?

Who is so uncultivated, to bother him to dream!

After the big head of William's shoes opened his eyes, he wanted to express his dissatisfaction with imposing manner.

But when he saw a beautiful face in front of him, he gave it a moment.

Grandma! Why is it that the person who is in front of his bed will be the savvy man! ”