The national school idol is a girl

Qin Mo didn't pay attention to anyone's gaze at all. He turned sideways, took off the black glove on his right hand, and put his palm against Bo Jiu's forehead.

When the cold touch hit, Bo Jiu moved backwards, but did not wake up. He just shrank his handsome face further inward, with his silver hair still hanging out, leaving no trace of nobility.

Qin Mo's eyes darkened, and he pressed the quilt again.

Secretary Liang was very confused as he watched. When did their president become so caring?

There is no problem with the temperature and the body surface is normal, so it's not a cold or fever. It's probably because the boy's recent study intensity has been too intense and the boy's physical strength can't bear it.

He is still growing, and there is no need to be perfect in some things.

Thinking of this, Qin Mo took his hand back and prepared the fill-in-the-blank question for the young man to memorize today. He tore it up casually and threw it into the trash can.

Although it is important to get perfect scores, there is no need for his younger brother to get perfect scores. He can afford to raise him anyway, as long as it doesn't embarrass him too much.

This was the first time Secretary Liang had seen Mr. Qin tear up some paper, and he couldn't help but be a little curious about what it was.

Qin Mo glanced at him at this moment.

That look was extremely cold.

Secretary Liang's mind was automatically withdrawn.

Qin Mo didn't say much. His handsome face was as cold as before, and his faint eyes were on Chen Xiaodong: "Take good care of your young master."

"Yes." Chen Xiaodong really couldn't explain what he felt in his heart. From the moment Qin Shen appeared, he felt that the world was mysterious.

Mr. Qin... He won't really turn around for their young master, right? ?

The person who has the same mood as Chen Xiaodong is Secretary Liang. For Mr. Qin who will have an international meeting soon, what is more important than talking about business?

But Mr. Qin came in person anyway and stayed for more than twenty minutes.

The boy was sleeping, and the president was watching from the side. It was as if he and the little housekeeper of the Bo family didn't exist.

Should I tell my wife and boss about this?

It’s really hard to choose!

Why does the little goblin that the president likes have to be him... the useless young master of the Bo family.

Bojiu slept comfortably, unaware that so many things had happened in one night.

She doesn't know what happens when someone comes to visit her aunt. The thing she resists the most is her aunt.

On the one hand, it was because she was the natural enemy of a woman disguised as a man, and on the other hand, when this happened, besides pain, she just wanted to sleep.

The next day was still very uncomfortable. Bojiu continued to ask for leave and did not even leave the bedroom door. He even locked the door inside just to eliminate some "blood evidence"

It wasn't until dusk that she regained her energy and prepared for a bowl of hot soup.

Chen Xiaodong stopped her seriously: "Master, tell me the truth. You and Mr. Qin...are you two already together?"

"What do you think?" Bo Jiu did not answer him directly. Instead, he stuck his pants in his pocket and smiled: "The time has come to test your IQ. Think about it carefully."

Chen Xiaodong:......

Why does he always feel that the young master treats him like a domestic toy? How can he be so casual!

"Master, shouldn't we be the ones who announce the results the most?" Chen Xiaodong asked, "If you two are not together, then why did Master Qin give you extra lessons and take your temperature? Last night he I sat in your room and watched you for more than 20 minutes, waiting for you to wake up. "