National School Prince Is A Girl

As early as when he decided to tie the big god, Bo Jiu expected to think about it once she started to expose the details.

Great God will doubt her identity.

No, no, it should be said that the Great God will definitely be her identity.

Because before this, the Great God has investigated her many times.

Those who deliberately sent to her, and countless temptations, all explained that the great **** suspected that she was z.

Only in China, she took up the light of rebirth.

But now... how can she explain that she is so familiar with the streets of newyo.

There is also the black that is parked downstairs, the smart Lamborghini, and the old castle.

The Great God will certainly not believe that Fu Jia will be so rich.

In fact, she can't find anything out.

Anyway, people are tied.

Still afraid of anything.

At this time, the thin nine was simply dead. He was pressed against the wall. Once he didn’t retreat, he’s half-hooked in his mouth. The voice is confused: “Meng Ge, haven’t you already guessed my identity?”

"I let you say it yourself." The thin lips of Qin Mo are very close to the ears of thin nine.

Nearly to the thin nine one, I was able to be kissed, and I had to maintain that posture, lifted my cockroaches, and even the eyelashes were dyed with the wetness of the eyelashes: "I am z, the one you always wanted to hunt down." z."

Qin Mo’s finger was like a stop.

Bojiu admired the rare pause of the Great God and reached out to ring the neck of Qin Mo: "So, indifferent, you don't want to escape, I will also be under house arrest."

The Qin desert looked down at the flashing eyelids, and then the back of the hand was stiff, pushing the person away and pulling the bathroom door directly.

Thin nine was pushed by Qin Mo, almost fell, standing outside the door, watching the closed wooden door, when the head went down, there was such a trace of desolate.

The reaction is so big?

I was hated.

Thin nine looks at his own hands, too, who would like a kidnapping.

In addition to the kidnapping, she and her former enemies.

Thin Nine had thought about the reaction of the great **** after the identity broke out.

How much can be thought of.

Lifted it up and glanced at the door that was pulled up.

Listening to the screaming sound inside.

After a pause, I lifted the heavy steps and walked out of the room.

In the bathroom.

Qin desert closed his eyes, that is, someone is entangled in his appearance, when the thin lips move slightly, like a silent invitation, the water demon is the same confusing.

However, it is clear that it is not suitable for doing something now.

Gradually, the restless breathing stopped.

Qin Mo smashed through the white scarf, wrapped around the waist, rubbed the black wet, and found that someone was gone.

The Qinshen’s eyes sank.

It seems that his "Golden Master Daddy" has no conscious consciousness at all.

The gold master father is also troubled by the gold master father.

Thin Nine has never suffered such a loss. If he can't think of it, he will wash the car.

As a top sports car, Xiaohei wrote a rejection.

"Master, let go of the bucket of water in your hand, I think we should talk about it first." Smart navigation fluctuated lines.

Thin nine holding the chin, meaning no mood to talk.

The navigation knows the owner best. Before the bucket of water splashes on himself, he opens his mouth in advance: "How to get the little goblin you like, I have a way!"

Thin nine put the bucket in one, and copied the trouser pocket with one hand. The sling was very: "You talk, how do you get it?"

"I just searched the Internet. There are a lot of methods, but I have summarized it through the computer. It can be basically divided into three steps." Smart navigation has something to do: "Kiss him, hug him, go to him!"

Thin nine re-opened the bucket and slammed it onto the body of Lamborghini: "Little black, don't look at the color novels later."

"Master, you wait, really, wait." It really doesn't want to be washed anymore: "There is a more euphemistic approach, the first step is to confess!"

Thin nine thought for a moment, said: "It's still reliable."

"The second step is to create romance." Smart navigation continues to fluctuate.

Thin nine raised an eyebrow: "The third step?"

"You can lie in bed and talk about your heart. If you have a good atmosphere, you can go further and take him down with a beauty plan."

Thin nine heard the words, took a picture of Lamborghini's body: "Not bad."

Xiao Hei: ...their masters were really shackled by a little goblin, hehe.

Boji felt that she should indeed be more frustrated and brave. As long as the **** did not let her go, she did not have to leave.

Even the attitude is a bit cold.

But after all, it was **** by her, and it was strange to be warm.

Thin nine lifted his legs and went back upstairs.

Just after opening the door, I heard the low-pitched voice rang again: "How? Is the Golden Master daddy to tease me?"

Thin nine smiled a bit, jumped on the bed, eyes looked at Qin desert, very free and easy.

The Qin desert unexpectedly expected the action of this guy. The man was very close to himself and was close to breathing.

He leaned against the bed, and she was at his hand, and if there was not a doorman there would always be a butler going back and forth.

He probably already abolished this handcuffs, letting someone know it and seeing his consequences.

"Go down." Qin Mo's voice is very light, but his eyes are not looking at the people in front of him.

Thin nine single hand pressed on his leg, a corner of the mouth: "I don't ask why I am z."

"Ask you will tell the truth?" Qin Mo will face his face, without the slightest emotional wave.

Thin nine said: "It’s a bit long to say. When I woke up, I changed my identity and became the young master of Fu. I don’t want to deceive you."

"Do you mean that you have become another person?" Qin Mou already knows this. Now speaking, it is to make the teenager maintain this position for a long time.

Thin Jiuqiu said: "I know that some are not credible, but the fact is indeed like this. Well, we will not talk about such an unpleasant topic. If you are not indifferent, ask me why I am tying you."

The old butler is guarding the corner outside. After hearing the words of the owner and the owner, how can the pot not mention the pot? It is strange to chat on this day.

as expected.

The voice of Qin Mo faded: "Why."

"Because I like you so much." Thin nine eyes lit up, and the smile was clear: "I can't control myself."

Qin Qin heart shocked.

This guy is fouled.

Through the face of Qin Jun, Zhang Jun, he couldn’t see what emotion he was now, staring at his lost space, leaning over his head and kissing the cool lips.

Thin nine is trying to kiss it, or it will be too embarrassing if it is pushed away.

But when she wants to go back.

Just listen to a bang.

It is the sound of the chain sliding.

The wrist is held down by the person, and even the kiss becomes a hot and hot existence.

Constantly being attacked, as if all the air had been taken away, the feeling of numbness exploded from the tip of the tongue, and the waist was taken away.

Breathing, is his staggered breath, falling behind her ear: "Do you think I will make people laugh?"

Thin nine waited for the strength to gather, a little afraid of the pair of eyes, turned his head: "No."

"But..." Qin Mo took the person in his arms and buried his face in her delicate white neck: "Look at the mood."

Thin nine eyes bright, is there room for negotiation?

"First of all, you locked me like this, I am very uncomfortable." Qin Mo's tone is very light: "Give me a lock."

Thin nine feels that the **** is too embarrassed, and is simply using the beautiful man.

Did not get a response.

Qin Mo opened his mouth again, and his voice was cold: "You tied me back, throw me here, and I will control it when I want to control it. I don't care if I don't care, I can't say it, or you don't believe in your own skills." I don't think I can't keep me? You didn't give me medicine, is the medicine still going on?"

"I unlocked." Thin nine looked up: "But indifferent, after I unlocked you, don't leave, the housekeeper can cure your hand, if you really want to go, wait for the cure, I will let you go." ”

Qin Mo’s fingers touched her face and said something that couldn’t be said: “Sometimes, you are like a fool.”

Bo Jiugang wants to refute.

"I promise you." Qin Mo took his hand back, the appearance of your son, Qing Xian abstinence.

Thin nine fingers move, the fingertips came out with a key, then listened, jingle, the chain opened.

Qin Mo leaned on it, his long legs and half-curved, twisted his wrists twice, and his eyes were still deep.

"No effort, help me up."

Listening to the thin nine one, it is more certain that the current great **** is indeed not so dangerous, and the hand has followed the past.

However, the old housekeeper who stood outside was wrinkled. Is it really that he gave too much dose to the young master, so that this manpower has not recovered.

The old housekeeper pushed his glasses and decided to observe and observe.

In some respects, Qin Mo is very worthy of being the son of An Ying, half on the body of thin nine, still not indifferent, as if he really did not have strength.

What did thin nine think of, asked: "Is it particularly tired when I took a shower?"

"Yeah." Qin Mo should have a voice.

Thin nine again said: "First let the housekeeper grandfather help the indifferent to rule."

Qin Mo did not speak.

Bo Jiu thought, she had to go to Xiao Hei for a while, let her use what beauty, and the result of the beauty is her.

Fortunately, to some extent, the Great God can't leave.

Thin Nine did not forget the main purpose of tying up the Great God and brought people directly to the old housekeeper.

When the old housekeeper looked at the Qin desert.

The Qin desert is trying to converge as far as possible, and the thin lips are still pale, which adds a lot of fragile color to him.

"Less master, bring this guest to the basement." The old butler took the oil lamp and took the lead to go inside.

The thin nine is quick to set up people, and I can't see the hint of the lips that faintly evokes when Qin Mo is low.

As for why Qin Mo wants to do this.

Very simple.

One is that he enjoys the feeling that he is now held in the palm of his hand.

Second, he wants to know her.

Obviously, staying here can do it.

Another point is also crucial.

She never completely pretended to be prepared for him, and she did not believe that even if she opened the lock for him, he would not leave.

Slamming.

The old butler pressed the light.

It can be seen that there is a complete surgical equipment in the basement, and even various instruments and some human organs in the container.

"Please." The old butler is serious, it really makes people worry.

It is estimated that only Qin Da is less able to do things that are not in front of him.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows and said to him: "You make me believe, you don't want to solve me, but to treat my hand."

"It doesn't make sense to study." The old housekeeper's voice is very flat: "Qin Shaoye, you are a friend brought by the young master. Trusting the owner of this castle is your only situation."

Qin Mo took his eyes back: "If I don't cooperate?"

The old butler took the pocket watch: "I am not very happy to heal you."

When looking at the incomprehensible of these two people, Boji looked up and looked at Qin’s side face. He remembered the big god’s amnesia, and suddenly opened his mouth: “Meng Ge, are you afraid to lie like this? Hospital bed?"

Qin Mo’s finger is a bit of a slap at the beginning: “Jokes, what I am afraid of.”

When you get along with the gods, you must learn to think backwards.

If you are not afraid, it must be afraid.

Thin Jiu extended his hand to hold Qin Mo: "Meng Ge, I am looking at you here, and my castle is safe, no one will come."

The sight of Qin Mo swept from the boy’s face: "If you dare to leave a step..."

"You will throw me out through the window."

Qin desert is like a smile.

Thin nine is uncertain, after all, the light here is a bit dark.

"it is good."

After hearing this word.

Thin nine lifted his head and looked at the old man: "Grandfather."

The old butler snorted and began to prepare the tools. While moving, he asked: "Is there any surgery before the injured hand?"

"Yes." Qin Mo is very polite at this time.

The old butler reached out and pressed his wrist with his white bandage.

moment.

The front of the Qin desert was covered with a thin layer of sweat.

The old butler was so heavy that it was more serious than he thought.

Thin nine observed the old man's expression, and his heart fell down.

The old butler finally did not want to see the disappointment of the young master, and fiddled with the surgical lights: "Although the injury is severe, the cultivation is not enough, but it is not completely cured. Lying down, I will do anesthesia first."

Qin Mo is doing what he wants, lying on the operating bed, or wearing a white shirt before him, like an aristocrat, even the elegant posture.

It’s just that the old housekeeper had a problem just after surgery.

Because he has used a lot of anesthetics and sleeping ingredients in that needle, the person who can lie in bed, but does not mean to fall asleep.

The old butler's eyes narrowed and a sharp flash of light flashed through his eyes.

Then, he stopped the action on his hand: "Sorry, Mr. Qin, I have something to talk to the lesser."

The old housekeeper did not give Qin Mog the opportunity to refuse, and reached out to pull the thin nine to the side, the voice pressure is low, so low that only two people can hear: "Lord, do you think he really has no effect?"

Thin nine coveted, and went to see his own hand: "Early retired, his resistance is very strong, I know, the steward grandfather, Mo Ge is to let me lower the war, while thinking about taking the opportunity to go."