The national school idol is a girl

Does she want to wear it?

When did she say she was going to wear pajamas?

What about the pajamas?

She is obviously the one who wants to go home.

Bo Jiu turned his head, looked at the man's sexy and handsome face, and raised his eyebrows: "Brother Mo, I think we have a fundamental problem in communication."

"It's late, Uncle Zhang isn't here, it's not safe for you to go back by yourself." Qin Mo's voice was very soft, and he sat back on the sofa with his long legs slightly stretched: "There are so many guest rooms, you can just find one to sleep in."

Bo Jiu curled his lips and smiled: "It's safe to take a taxi back."

"Do you want to take a taxi near here?" Qin Mo glanced at the young man and threw the schoolbag that Bo Jiu had packed back onto the suspended wooden stand. His indifferent tone showed no emotion at all: "Fortunately, the world sometimes looks at faces. Value, not IQ.”

Bo Jiu: ...The great god attacks her again!

However, the entire Chang'an Avenue is closed to outside vehicles, and taxis are indeed not allowed.

Bo Jiu picked up the phone and said, "Then I'll make a call and ask the driver at home to pick me up."

Hearing this, Qin Mo's left hand holding the business tablet paused for a moment, and then his eyes slowly narrowed, with an endless chill in them: "Is it wronging you to let you sleep here with me?"

Only then did Bo Jiu stop dialing. She felt that she was tired after having tutored her for two hours in advanced math. She couldn't use someone else and leave just as she said. At least she had an excuse to leave. : "If I go to bed on Saturday, today is Thursday, and I have to go to class tomorrow. If I change the place, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep..."

Qin Mo raised his head and glanced at the young man, then picked up the tablet, stood up, and gently patted Bo Jiu's left cheek: "When did you become a good student who goes to class on time? Don't be so bluffing. Excuse me, I will go to the company tomorrow and take you to school by the way. Now go to Aunt Zhang to get pajamas, or do you want to continue studying one more question before going to bed? "

Bo Jiu: "..."

Is this kind of multiple choice of one high-mathematics question called an alternative?

She still had a bandage on her chest, and she was afraid of being exposed if she slept here.

Bo Jiu lowered his eyes and was calculating how to refuse.

There was a knock on the door outside.

"Master, Master Ninth's pajamas are ready."

It was Aunt Zhang. She was deeply surprised after learning that the young man was going to stay at Qin's house.

The young master is really becoming more and more humane, and even invites friends to stay overnight. If Madam knew about such a major change, she would definitely ask for all the information about the ninth young master.

In fact, even Aunt Zhang herself was curious, which child of the Bo family could be so close to their young master?

Qin Mo withdrew his hand from the young man's face: "Come in."

Aunt Zhang held the pajamas in both hands and looked at Bo Jiu with her eyes full of kindness: "Master Ninth, I think you are thinner than the young master, so I gave you the clothes that the previous young master wore when he went to school. Please don't mind, Master Ninth." ”

Bo Jiu can refuse the master, but if she doesn't take over this pajamas now, it will hurt an old man's heart.

Think of He Honghua, and then look at Aunt Zhang's shining eyes.

Our Master Jiu only hesitated slightly and was thinking about how to speak so that Aunt Zhang would not be too disappointed.

Qin Shen stood beside him and said, "Are you dissatisfied with the clothes Aunt Zhang prepared for you? That's why you responded so slowly?"