National School Prince Is A Girl

Of course, those bosses will not disagree, and the guest said that Qin Mo will go home and rest well.

It’s just that the heart is screaming. After Qin’s drinking, it’s not like this. It’s only how much you drink. You know that he is a bottle that can’t be poured.

Why did you drink a cup today and say that your stomach is not comfortable?

Probably an excuse to find something at home.

However, the general person of Qin seems to never find an excuse.

In the past, when talking about business, when you talked about it, you will always be a beautiful and expensive place.

Although these people are older than Qin, they can be compared to this one in the gas field.

So after seeing such a Qin desert, several bosses looked at each other and brought doubts in each other's shackles.

The two still have not driven.

Bo Jiu had to go through this year to be 18 years old, so there was no driver's license in his hand.

How much she wants to have an old scooter now.

Otherwise, go back and buy one first.

In the winter, the old scooter is warm.

Sliding skateboards can also be a situation like encountering a big god, which is not convenient.

When Bo Ji is a hacker, he often gets sick and knows what kind of discomfort it is.

They can't always have a big headache, they always take a taxi.

Two people went to the military compound.

Such a place like a taxi can't enter this place.

The basics here are all the license plate numbers.

The driver is struggling.

Qin Mou pressed the window down. After the handsome face came out, the soldiers respected the ceremony and said: "Let's go."

It is not surprising to see someone wearing a military uniform here.

It is estimated that the driver's uncle rarely pulls this kind of work, and it seems strange to see anything.

Bo Jiu is still watching time.

Qin Mo did not shake the window, but said a whispered voice: "If you have an urgent matter, go first. After I go back, drink some hot water."

“Self?” Bo Ji raised his eyebrows: “Nobody at home?”

Of course, Qin Mo will not say that he gave all the servants a vacation today, and only gave the boy two words: "No."

Bo Jiu side, I don't know why, the big **** is like this, it is easy for her to think of herself at that time.

Stomach hurts and lie at home to drink water, so the big room, only she is alone, drink a lot of pain, anyway, wake up will not hurt.

"I can get there at four o'clock." Bo Jiu reached out and shook the window for Qin Mo: "Stomach pain does not blow, I will give you a porridge in a while."

Qin Mo smiled: "Can you eat?

Bo Jiuyi’s face is serious: “熬 porridge is still possible.”

It turns out.

Even if Bo Jiu is a porridge, he must also be guided by the god.

"You haven't washed the rice yet." Qin Mo looked at the teenager who took the pot and put the rice to cook. The voice was very light.

The Qin family's kitchen is semi-open, and the decoration is very high. When Bo Ji is almost looking back, he can see the man half leaning on the wall, the eyebrow bow is slightly picky, a little handsome and a little helpless.

Bo Jiu also knows that the Great God is helpless, while scouring the rice and explaining: "I just forgot."

Qin Mo looked at the teenager and picked up the thin lips. He was careless: "I believe in you."

Bo Jiu: ... This tone is really not sincere!

In order to prove that you still have strength.

Bo Jiu took out the board to show off his knife.

I have to say that the ham and cucumber are very beautiful.

Just next... Bo Jiu also forgot when this thing was put in.

Qin Mo also saw: "It is better to tell me, how much do you remember the whole process of cooking porridge?"