The national school idol is a girl

In mainland China, there probably aren’t many people who can study psychological crimes.

What's more, there are even fewer who can make notes in the book.

Bo Jiu raised his thin lips playfully.

The Great God is quite hidden.

No wonder they all said that Mr. Qin was someone the entire North District could not afford to offend.

If the police had someone like Ogami, she would probably have a hard time hiding it.

Psychological crime, psychological profiler, coupled with computer research...

Bo Jiu always believes that there are some people in this world who cannot be compared to them no matter how many times they are reborn.

The Great God may be one of those ten thousand...

"Are you interested in my book?" Qin Mo had already changed his clothes, wearing a light-colored sweater and fabric trousers. This made him look softer, a bit like those male celebrities in the South at home. , the black hair is also stuck to the ears, with a slight moisture, and the exposed wrists look particularly white.

He just walked around from behind Bo Jiu, and placed his slender fingers on the "Crimes of the Heart" book she was looking at.

The light and watery breath of mint, mixed with a hint of tobacco, fell from above Bo Jiu's head. It was very familiar and smelled very good.

In that posture, when Bo Jiu turned around, what he happened to see was the man's smooth chin.

Bo Jiu thought about the height issue again. She was no longer short, but the man was a whole head taller than her.

No wonder the master’s eyes were so disgusting when he walked in just now... With such a high regard, he is indeed qualified to dislike her...

Qin Mo also lowered his eyes, his deep eyes falling on the young man's face, as if frozen for a moment.

Soon, he took out the book in her hand and put it back on the bookshelf. His other hand directly grabbed the young man's school uniform by the collar, and asked Bo Jiu sideways, his thin lips separated from the young man. His face was so close that his breath could hit Bo Jiu's face: "Does it look good?"

"It's not bad." Bo Jiu smiled softly, somewhat sultryly: "No wonder Brother Mo can locate my range so quickly and has such strong reasoning ability. If I had known better, I wouldn't have jumped out so quickly and was playing with Brother Mo. A few handfuls.”

Qin Mo once again told himself that the boy was now in his youthful rebellious stage.

As a brother, even if this guy touches his things casually.

He can't crush his claws either.

But the kid still needs to be taken care of.

Qin Mo exerted all his strength, regardless of the boy's posture, and dragged him out: "I'll read the extracurricular books later, and go eat first."

Since meeting the great god, she has been treated like a sack more often. Bo Jiu said, "Brother Mo, let's talk about it. Don't drag me around like this all the time. It will affect my image too much."

"If you peek at other people's books, won't it affect your image?" Qin Mo grabbed the boy as if he was teaching a disobedient cat a lesson.

Bo Jiu did not deny it: "I just want to see how powerful the person who can catch me is. Brother Mo, what else do you do besides playing games?"

"Make money." After Qin Mo finished speaking, he squeezed the boy's chin hard: "Don't ask so much, and if you keep talking nonsense, I will make you a hot pot."

Bo Jiu felt that he should take this opportunity to educate the great master. He put his face close to him and smiled very evilly: "Brother Mo, actually, as an elder brother, you are still a bit unqualified. Really, your speech is too rude, and you will not be able to catch up." to my girlfriend.”