The national school idol is a girl

The night outside the window became a little darker.

The fog filled the air, and even the air in the room dropped a bit.

When Chen Xiaodong came over with hot tea, he saw that Mr. Qin was helping their young master with advanced math lessons. His whole face was full of indescribable surprise.

He really didn't expect that the young master actually knew how to study!

Moreover... Young Master Qin seemed to be different from what he imagined. At first, he thought that Young Master Qin came here to catch their young master making dumplings stuffed with human flesh.

Now it seems that Mr. Qin is quite good to their young master...?

I don't know what happened, but Chen Xiaodong thought of the kiss again and shook his head quickly. He must have seen it wrong.

Although he has never been kissed, he knows what it is like to be kissed. As the young master and Mr. Qin were so calm, nothing should have happened just now...

"here."

Qin Mo saw that the young man's attention had gone to the hot tea, and reached out to pull the back of his head. He tapped the paper on the table with his slender fingers. The crisp black suit and double-breasted coat looked a bit like the Republic of China period. The warlord young master has a noble and elegant profile.

Bo Jiu didn't listen to him. Instead, he put down the carbon pen in his hand. He raised his arm and put it on Qin Mo's shoulder. He turned his head and chuckled in his ear: "Brother Mo, What do you think of my little butler? He has been watching you since the beginning."

"I don't know how your little housekeeper is doing. I only know that if you insist on talking to me in this posture, I will hang it outside the window so that you can breathe in the smog in the city." The low and hoarse voice said The voice was neither slow nor slow, with a forbearing coolness, and even the eyes were downcast: "Paw down."

Chen Xiaodong was already a little distraught after seeing this scene before leaving. This... what kind of situation... Young Master, how dare he be so close to Young Master Qin... as close as... as if he could kiss...

After Chen Xiaodong went out, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he paused in front of the door and glanced at the closed door again.

As if he had seen through his expression just now, Bo Jiu also walked out and looked at him with raised eyebrows: "Why are you standing here if you don't go on to get refreshments?"

"Master!" Chen Xiaodong grabbed Bo Jiu's arm and pulled it to the side. Finally he was able to speak, and his voice was raised a little, and he said urgently: "Master, just tell me, have you not given up yet? Do you want to sleep with God Qin? I asked you why the young master has become so fond of studying today. It turns out that the drunkard is not interested in drinking, so he deliberately asked Mr. Qin to make up lessons for you, so that you have a chance to get close to God Qin. It is getting late. You can also let him sleep, am I right?”

At that moment, Bo Jiu didn't know how to refute. After all, another reason why she followed was to let Chen Xiaodong prepare a guest room where the great god would sleep...

A magnetic and deep voice, with a touch of sarcasm, slowly sounded from behind her, just like the elegant devil appearing in the comics, with the ultimate black belly...

Fourth update, Ann, okay?