National School Prince Is A Girl

Qin Mo is a young boy who doesn't know how to pinch his chin. The mouth is hooked up and the person's waist is held down. The voice is light, and there is a bit more abstinence from the endless: "Dr. Qin is still Although I know that you really want to throw me down, how much restraint, understand?"

Thin nine: ... she simply feeds a medicine, why is it in the mouth of the Great God, the whole has changed meaning.

Moreover, what happened to the big god's hand and not let her get up?

Dr. Qin, as a very eye-catching family doctor, knew that he should choose to disappear at this time.

It’s just that the other hand is too serious.

He is trying not to inform the boss and his wife.

And you should also take a look at Master Fu, and in some respects, you should restrain yourself.

The hand of the young master is not very optimistic.

After Dr. Qin made a diagnosis, he just wanted to say something. Qin Mo’s gaze was over.

Dr. Qin took the words back.

Thin nine still asked: "How is Dr. Qin, how is the hand of Mo Ge?"

Dr. Qin smiled and said: "There is nothing big, but some actions still need to pay attention to it. You should also avoid eating. You should drink more bone soup. I will go down with Zhang Wei for a while."

“Hey?” No big deal? Thin Nine looked at Dr. Qin’s head and smiled. “Nothing is fine.”

Dr. Qin put the things in one and walked out.

When he called, he did not expect it at all. The boy would find an excuse to go downstairs and follow him.

When he hangs up the phone, he looks back and sees that the boy is smiling at him. He is very evil: "As a doctor to save the wounded, it is not good to lie?"

Dr. Qin smiled: "As an e-sports god, it is not very good to eavesdrop on other people's calls. What do you think?"

Thin nodded nine times: "Dr. Qin said that it is reasonable."

Dr. Qin saw the silver-haired boy step forward and smiled happily: "Fortunately, I am listening to it."

Dr. Qin: ... face?

"Meng Ge's hand, how is it? I hope that Dr. Qin can tell me a real number, and I have a bottom in my heart." Thin nine eyes looked at the person in front of me: "Or, there are some points that can be cured. ”

I have been blocked here, plus the phone that he asked the general to come back soon, and then want to understate it, the other party will not believe.

Plus the young master did not let anyone watch.

It’s hard to have someone close to the young master.

If the method is in place, maybe it is a good thing.

Dr. Qin is a clever one. He thought of this and opened his mouth: "Since nine young people have said this, I will not hide it. The young master’s hand is old and hurt. It is not easy. The authority of the country is also said. However, the young master’s hand is raised in the second rule. Since the national competition, the gravity of the wrist is getting worse every day. I can only temporarily let the young master’s hand disappear, no longer deteriorate, maintain daily, think Really cure the young master's hand. In the near future, he can't touch the computer. He has to go to the country to find an expert. But this expert has not appeared a few years ago. Some people say that he is going to be a family doctor, but who is this? No one knows."

"What is the name of this expert?"

Dr. Qin: "Robert, Sri Lanka."

"You said... What is his name?" When thin nine heard the name, he paused and couldn't help but confirm it.

Dr. Qin said: "Robert, Sri Lanka, is an old expert, you probably haven't heard it."

Thin nine touched the bridge of the nose, did not speak, thin lips but faintly tilted up.

Dr. Qin did not quite understand what the young Master Fu was laughing at.

However, after this, the other party lost a lot of problems, and did not say two sentences to turn the topic to the other side.

"Speaking of Dr. Qin, do you know what happened to Mo Ge in the past, why is the wrist hurt?"

Dr. Qin had a meal and smiled and said: "I only want to see the younger brother, and the rest is not clear."

Thin nine does not believe the other party's words. If she did not guess wrong, Dr. Qin also came from the army and should still be a military doctor with a title.

Otherwise, there will be no such call.

Boji knows that he is not as observant as the Great God, but he also sees that Dr. Qin’s behavior is different from those of Heping’s hospitals.

Only people from the military camp will walk straight, and their backs will be straight, even with the stretching of their arms, different from others.

But don't say, she can't force people to say.

However, there is one point, and thin nine is very happy.

The **** she most wants to tie up is the great god.

There was always no excuse before.

There is finally an excuse.

Robert, Si, is clearly her steward grandfather.

When Boji was alone in the past, he was not injured. It was just a small injury and he did not have to go home to rule.

Before she calculated her person, she did not intend to contact her. It was normal for her not to return to her home for half a year.

This family is only a housekeeper grandfather, contact, but will make the other party in danger, this is the idea since the birth of thin nine.

Now, does it mean that she can take away the gods directly when she leaves Jiangcheng? After all, the hands of the gods need treatment, right.

There is such a reason to convince myself.

When the thin nine was in the door, the smile on the lips did not go down.

Qin Mo was lying on the bed, looking at the boy who was like a honey eater. He browed and picked: "There is something good, and it makes me happy too."

Thin nine immediately smiled and kidnapped people. How can the protagonist know that he walked over and took a chair and sat down very handsomely. He held his hand with one hand: "Nothing, Mo Ge, yours." If you can use your hands, you don't have to. If you want to do anything, tell me."

The magazines in the hands of Qin Mo put aside, and slowly asked: "What can I do?"

Thin nine intuition is a trap, a thin lip: "Children are not suitable."

"Thinking all day long." Qin Mo calmly turned to the front: "Speaking of children is not appropriate, should you explain, who allows you to live in school, watching a bunch of men do not wear clothes in front of their eyes of?"

Thin nine did not expect the national competition to be finished, the Great God has not forgotten this matter, thought about it, a serious face: "High school, it should be studied well, live school does not miss the class."

Qin Mo heard the words, smiled, and threw the phone to her.

Take a look at the thin nine-point, one of the school's intranet, the title school grass frog jumped all the way red.

She is a little stupid with her hands on the playground frog jumping, the focus is on standing next to the school director.

"Let's study hard?" Qin Mo slammed his mouth next to him: "Is there a penalty?"

Thin nine received a mobile phone: "The school director told me that I am too handsome, this is no way, I want to learn the heart is there."

"Since this is so hearty, take the physics book." Qin desert voice is indifferent.

Thin nine does not know the way of the Great God, is she wondering what she is, but the next thing, she knows: "The national competition is finished, and there is nothing to pass the physics again."

The key is to look at the physics book, she wants to sleep.

Qin Mo looked at her and his tone was faint: "How can I pass the students I have taught?"

"Meng Ge, I am not saying you, sometimes people do not have such a strong vanity." Thin nine does not want to go to the physical book, touched the cigarette in the coffee table, I want to point.

Qin Mo left his hand and pulled the root of the cigarette back: "Go eat your sugar."

"No sugar." She wouldn't think of smoking if she had sugar. As long as she thought she could plan to tie the **** away, she was a little excited and wanted to smoke a cigarette to celebrate.

Qin Mo put the smoke to the side: "There is no sugar in the future, and no smoking is allowed."

"Meng Ge wants me to quit smoking." Thin nine screwed his brow: "You are not smoking yourself."

Qin Mo knows that he must teach someone to be good. When appropriate, he must lead by example: "I will not smoke when you are in the future."

"To quit smoking and quit together." Bo Jiudao: "This is fair."

Qin Mo picked up his brow, this guy is determined that he can't stop: "Yes."

A thin nine-one meal, probably not expected to be such an answer, lazy in the squatting: "Real quit?" Great God smoked more than her, and said that she would quit, she also admire.

"As a national school grass, you should also manage your public image." Qin Mo lifted the boy's chin: "The most important thing is your body, asthma, how to dare to smoke, huh?"

Thin nine did not speak. After all, the root cause of asthma is this body. Since she took over this body, she rarely thought about this.

Seeing that the boy is not snoring, the thin lips are still in a straight line.

Qin desert sighed a long breath: "Fu Xiaojiu, speak."

I heard the name of Fu Xiaojiu.

Thin nine inexplicable chest is a bit boring.

She is not surnamed Fu.

The key is that she still can't tell the **** what her surname...

"Don't call me the name."

However, I did not expect the person in front of me to be so disgusted with a name.

"What do you want me to call you?" Qin Mou knocked on the man's chin.

Thin nine heart, called the gold master father.

In short, she is not called Fu Xiaojiu.

Because of that petting tone, it is not your own name...

Thin nine turned his head and didn't know what he was minding.

Qin Mo looked at the teenager's face and went down. The hair was broken down. He reached out and pulled the man back. He let the thin nine squat on his chest. The voice passed over and rang in the ear. People heard the gentleness inside: "Mrs. Qin."

Thin nine squats, the heartbeat has followed a different change, Qin ... Mrs?

"How?" Qin desert whispered, looking at someone's wrong face, the tone is not fast or slow: "Sleep sleep, you are not going to be responsible for me?"

After you have tied you away, you will not let me be responsible.

Thin nine took a moment, did not say this, and reached out to hold himself up.

The hand that Qin Mo did not hurt was pressed behind her, and her eyes closed: "Stay with me for a while."

This posture?

Holding the thin nine, pick a brow.