National School Prince Is A Girl

The good-looking brow of Qin Mo was screwed into the Sichuan word.

Cold, intolerant, intolerant.

And the sullenness of almost pressing the heart, let him want to subconsciously pull the tie.

However, it is the year of the year.

The major companies are really busy.

When you look at the New Year, some ordinary employees have holidays.

Really the CEO of the group, this time the most entertainment.

The higher the higher the more.

Secretary Liang was afraid that the mood of their president would sink, and immediately said: "General Qin, you still have an appointment to go."

"Push off."

Very indifferent two words.

Qin Mo reached out and took the jacket on the back of the chair.

Liang Secretary whispered: "I can't push it, it's the home."

Qin Mo paused and the emotion gradually recovered: "I am my grandfather coming back?"

"Yes, go home for the New Year and let you go."

Many people know that Qin Mo is a young master in the military region, but he does not know that he is still the only grandson of the family.

The international family has really mastered many economic lifelines.

The father does not come back often.

Qin Mo took another look at the mobile phone: "Go to the home."

"Yes."

Time is a little past.

Qin Mo has received a call from a teenager.

Just a little smirk and say a few words, I plan to hang.

Qin Mo is sitting in the back seat of the Hummer, and the light is indifferent: "When are you getting used to letting others pick up the phone?"

"No way, just busy." Fu Jiu said half-truth.

Qin Mo chuckle, and there is no sense of happiness. The voice is good: "Busy to take a bath? If you are willing to take a shower in front of others, I will let you wash in front of me, can you understand?"

Fu Jiuyi thought about the picture and decisively said: "I am actually very conservative."

"I can see it, and it’s really conservative when it’s not moving."

Fu Jiu: ... God, is this not long gone?

Listen to the pause on the other side of the phone.

Qin Mo can also imagine the slightly depressed expression of the young boy. The cold on the thin lips is finally scattered. He starts to say something right: "I will pick you up at six o'clock. There is something wrong here."

"Speaking of this, if you are busy, if you are busy, you will not pick me up. I will go with Yaoyao." Fu Jiu sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and the legs were slender and the sun hit her face. The picture was beautiful. .

Qin Mo didn't know that the people on the phone had already wore women's clothes. After listening to the boy's words, the light was colder: "You are free."

Finish these three words.

Qin Mo hangs up the phone.

Do not.

Not so much he hung up the phone.

It would be better to say that he threw the phone directly to the side.

That kind of force, even in the car, made a lot of noise.

Secretary Liang drove in front of him and didn't dare look back.

This is the case with Qin, which is more unusual than before...

Fu Jiu looked at his mobile phone and was very puzzled.

Big God, is this angry?

It is true that it should be angry.

Today, the **** should be very busy, still thinking about picking her up.

It is estimated that she does not want her to face so many eyes.

And she is cool but his appointment...

Fu Jiu touched his nose.

But now the anger is small.

If you see the Great God, what the Great God notices.

When the time comes, the gods regenerate.

Absolutely not so easy.

"Nine Hall, my friend is here." Xue Yaoyao came in again: "It is downstairs."

Fu Jiu jumped off the balcony and handed her another set of clothes: "Let your friends wear this, the hair is sprayed silver."

"it is good……"