The national school idol is a girl

The master bedroom of the Qin family.

Bo Jiu's thoughts were brought by Qin Mo to the matter of Yun Hu going abroad, but he did not go to Lin Feng to ask more about the book.

I guess it's probably just a coincidence.

After all, this is a novel these days, and the protagonist will be reborn.

But from Bo Jiu's point of view, this coincidence is not so safe.

Next, Bo Jiu was very vigilant.

Qin Mo looked at the young man's appearance and smiled quietly.

This kind of invisible temptation makes it easy to make someone obey.

Qin Mo didn't miss Bo Jiu's pause when reading the plot of rebirth, and naturally he didn't miss her inquiring eyes when she glanced at him. He simply turned his face to the side, with a straight and handsome nose: "You always look at me like this, Do you want me to do something?"

Bo Jiu, who was caught, rarely responded to the teasing. Instead, he hugged Qin Mo's waist and changed the topic: "Brother Mo, what did you mean when you said that Yun Shen must go abroad? Is he going alone?"

Qin Mo looked into the young man's eyes and never said, "Aren't you also preparing to go abroad alone?"

Instead, he gave a faint hum.

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows when he saw this: "I thought those two people would do everything together."

She was also used to seeing those two people inseparable.

Moreover, I really want to see the brothers who have been hanging out together since childhood, and even in college they are still in the same dormitory.

Bo Jiu always felt that those two people would get along, but it was just a matter of time.

I didn't expect such a result.

But in some ways, she also understood Lin Feng very well.

Bo Jiu shook his head, but Qin Mo held him down while he was shaking, raising his eyebrows: "Don't want to sleep?"

"Sleep." Bo Jiu smiled and hugged Qin Mo's waist again.

For a person like the great god, who has both beauty and figure, it doesn't matter if he is a little cold.

This is normal.

Always as gentle as water, she would feel that the great god was doubting her again.

But it doesn't matter what happens.

Once she kidnaps the person, everything can be done.

That night, Bo Jiu slept particularly soundly.

The same goes for Qin Mo. After having someone, he never had nightmares again.

But when he woke up in the middle, he glanced down at the young man hugging his waist.

"What do you want to do?"

The voice was low and deep. After saying this, Qin Mo's eyes deepened.

Back then, when they fought.

There was someone helping her the whole time.

If it weren't for another person, he would know Z's appearance earlier.

It was the same this time in the commercial square, a man riding a battle ax appeared...

If that were the case, everything would make sense.

The young master of the Fu family doesn't know Hoshino Kazuo.

Because the person who knows Hoshino Kazu is z.

Qin Mo looked at the young man nestled in his arms and secretly suppressed the surging anger.

At this time, the phone screen lit up.

It was a well-known psychiatrist in the army: "I heard from my wife that you are starting to fall in love."

Qin Mo took the phone over and pressed a message: "Whatever you want to say can be said directly."

"I just want to understand your current mental state. Qin Mo, you are an expert in this. If you don't want to, even I can't treat you. But I am really curious as to why you are interested in falling in love." The psychiatrist put on a white coat and looked at the facilities in the army: "It's really impossible to imagine."

Qin Mo's eyebrows were light, just like Bo Jiu said, with an air of immortality: "I am in good condition at the moment, and there is no sign of cruelty. If you want to ask these questions, you can go to sleep."

"I said I won't take on this kind of mission. You can see through anything you say." The psychiatrist threw the pen on the table: "So boss, when are you going to return to the army?"

"No plans at the moment."

Five words, very cold.

The psychiatrist was very sad and called all the magicians out, but he was the only one left here.

But... he raised his eyes and looked at the man standing in front of him: "Master Qin, you have also heard that your son, my boss, if he is not willing, no one can understand his heart."

The man was wearing a straight military uniform, and his hands were wrapped in white gloves. He obviously had a son that big, but because of his face, he didn't look so big at all. Instead, he smiled lightly, with a kind of The aura of the superior: "In that case, let's start your weight-bearing running training. If you don't understand my son's heart, you can always help enlighten the new recruits. In terms of training, I still think highly of you."

Psychologist: ...Why does he think the WeChat message he just sent to the boss was a trap!

Adjutant Zhang followed Mr. Qin out and asked tentatively: "Sir, are you worried that the young master is still affected by the previous incident?"

The man paused: "How much do you know about the paddle market?"

"A case similar to that of that year has appeared again." When Adjutant Zhang said it, there was still an unknown panic in his eyes. After all, the mission was so impressive: "However, I heard that the real Z came out, and now things are going on. Nice place to go.”

The man stretched out his hand and pinched his brows: "The Ping City is fine, but there are problems within the serious crime team. We are not sure about other cities, especially the cities on the border. The army has not found the right person to carry out this task."

"My lord, you want the young master to return." Adjutant Zhang's eyes lit up.

The man tilted his head, and the traces of time accumulated on his body were condensed on his shoulders: "When he came back from the mission, many people suspected that he had been psychologically suggestive by the organization at that time, so he was not suitable for overseas missions. And he was not in the right condition at that time.”

He had never seen his son in such a state.

Looking at his hands, he looked lost and had no other expression at all.

No matter who called him, he didn't respond.

It's really like being given a psychological suggestion.

Waiting for more, as a father and a commander at the same time, Mr. Qin's heart is tormented.

But even so, everything depends on the country.

This is the basic standard for military personnel.

It is also Qinmo’s basic standard...