The national school idol is a girl

She just came in and you let her out?

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows.

Haven't seen enough yet.

Find reasons to stay longer,

He simply leaned there, changed his tone, and looked for a topic to talk about while admiring the master's beautiful back: "There are no more steamed buns in the cafeteria. Let's get rice for the captain."

Qin Mo paused when he heard the words, and then the characteristic voice came over again: "New soldiers?"

Then there was just a crash.

That was the sound of the wooden door being opened!

Bo Jiu immediately lowered his head and pretended to still be setting the rice bowl.

What do you mean, God, you don’t say hello in advance when you come out!

Bo Jiu's heartbeat skipped half a beat. Fortunately, her face was dark, otherwise she would have been able to see the movement.

But fortunately, even when the great god came out, his back was turned to her.

Holding a towel in one hand, stroking his black hair, he faced a small mirror.

Bo Jiu breathed a sigh of relief, and there was no flaw in his voice: "The report is new."

"This tone? Northerner?" Qin Mo wiped his head with one hand, his black hair blocking his eyes.

Bo Jiu's face couldn't be seen from this position, but it still had a unique view.

The sunlight fell in diffusely from the large window, giving the shadows of the backlight a rough edge.

Qin Mo, who had just taken a shower, was only wearing a pair of brown military trousers tied with a black belt. As he raised his hand, his straight back curved into a curve that could make people nosebleed.

The water droplets on it haven't been wiped dry yet, and the sunlight is shining in, making the throats of those who look at it tighten.

Really, it’s so foul for the master to behave like this.

Bo Jiu was afraid that if she continued to watch, she would reveal some tricks. While the master was still wiping his hair, he hummed and said, "Captain, I'm going out first."

"Okay." Even as smart as Qin Mo, he would not pay attention to a hot-headed soldier delivering food after taking a shower.

When Bo Jiu closed the door, he could just see the man wiping his head, picking up the pistol placed aside, and turning his head to aim.

The black hair with scattered water droplets hit the handsome face, and the side of the face was carved into a silhouette by the glow... Bo Jiu subconsciously took a second look, after all, he was so handsome.

The great man in military uniform is so handsome that people always feel itchy.

Bo Jiu felt that this was not good and that he had to restrain himself, so he did not stay any longer.

After Qin Mo heard the sound of the door closing, he raised his eyes and glanced this way, frowning. When did the fire-headed soldiers change?

Bo Jiu came down from upstairs and was ready to have a heart-to-heart talk with Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei also has this intention, it must reveal the true face of the big devil!

Who knows that its program has just been launched and the words have not yet been spoken.

The owner said to it: "What are the daily habits of the great master?"

Xiao Hei hesitated: "Master, you are simply stunned by this man. As a competent smart car, I think we should have a chat about the character of this little goblin first."

"Character?" Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows: "What kind of character do you know? Give me the data."

Xiao Hei: "...Master, why are you asking about his daily routine?"

Bo Jiu glanced at the new recruits who were about to come over, turned his head and adjusted his military cap to cover it up, but his voice did not stop: "Of course it is to admire the great master in military uniform. When I just went up, the great master I was taking a shower, but I didn’t get a good look at it. Now I’m in the dark and he’s in the light, and I can see everything.”

While Xiao Hei was analyzing the data obtained since contacting Qin Mo, ripples appeared: "Master, is it really okay for you to be such a nymphomaniac?"

"It's totally appropriate to use it on a great god." Bo Jiu turned his face sideways, and even though it was dark, he could still faintly see the evil chuckle at the corner of his mouth.

What else can Xiaohei say? He decided to ask netizens while it was launched.

My master is so obsessed with the little goblin that he doesn't even care about it. What should he do?

The netizen's reply was the most heartbreaking, making him cry silently.

Getting data is easy.

After Bo Jiu got what he wanted, he turned sideways and put his long legs on the wheel: "Remember, help me cover. It will be very troublesome if the master finds me here."

Xiao Hei hesitated: "It will indeed be very troublesome. Master, I thought your IQ has been eaten up by beauty. Fortunately, you still have some sanity. After hearing your words, I was really touched."

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows: "Everything about your car is good, but it talks a lot. I'll apply to come and wash it for you tomorrow."

"I guess you can't apply. Since I came here, the big devil has washed my car in person. But master, to be honest, the big devil must hate you. The day you left, there was something wrong with him. Son. "Xiao Hei doesn't understand human emotions and can only talk about appearances.

After hearing these words, Bo Jiu tightened his fingers and then loosened them. His tone sounded a little careless: "I won't let the master find out before I take down an organization."

Xiao Hei didn't speak anymore. In some ways, he believed in his master's disguise.

Bo Jiu's disguise skills are indeed good.

But no matter how good the disguise is, it can't resist the attention of the great god.

"Is this his information?" Qin Mo was sitting in the light. At this time, he had put on military uniform. From his forehead to his chin, he seemed to be emitting a noble light.

"Yes." The hunter nodded.

"Here, almost the entire action team is here, which means they can all see the information of recruit No. 10.

When did the Army accept such a genius? The magician somewhat didn't believe it: "Notwithstanding his young age, he can still fight. He didn't write a code name at all. This photo is blurred and nothing can be seen. Hunter, did you get the wrong information?" "

The hunter was speechless: "This is the information I have."

"Technical soldiers can also fight cross-country. Our army has unlimited potential." The magician frowned: "Such a person should join the National Security Bureau. Why did he come to us? It's strange that the National Security Bureau didn't snatch him away earlier."

The hunter raised his eyebrows: "You ask me? People might be willing to come to our place."

The magician smiled and put his arm on the hunter: "If that's the case, it wouldn't be unfair if you went to pick someone up that day and got slapped in the face. You see, even the royal group was very angry and anxious. Asking the boss I have wondered who this person is many times, and I have to figure it out, right?” At this point, the magician looked behind him and said, “Langya, you guys are working together in the same dormitory, do you have any substantive understanding? ?”

Langya's voice was calm: "Good skills, good insight, high vigilance, poor basic living skills, a bit unlike someone who came from the army."

"It doesn't look like he came from the Army? Why?" the magician was very curious.

Langya raised his eyes: "He doesn't know how to fold the military quilt. He always crumples the quilt into a ball. He seems to be very reluctant to take a bath with others. To be precise, he doesn't look like a soldier..."