National School Prince Is A Girl

The phone is under the faint light.

Photographed the corner of the archives.

On the left is the name and on the right is the gender.

Very ordinary birth file.

But that is not a big "female" word, but it directly reflected the eyes of Qin desert!

Stir up the pool of water!

The guy who didn’t understand the security thing.

The guy who always likes to brag about his handsome.

The guy who started to fight more than a man.

The guy who is bigger than him on the first side.

The guy who didn’t know what to do was always swaying in front of him and letting him bend.

Is it... female?

Bang!

The thunder of the sky flashed!

The car window reflects the sharp face of the Qin desert, the eyebrows are thick, the nose is very high, and even the mixed facial features at this moment can not cover the shock that is revealed!

No, it is not so shocking.

It would be better to say that I don’t know how to describe his expression at this time.

The first response he made was to turn the information over and raise it again, looking at the special forces.

The special forces have never seen the young master like this.

In his impression, the young master is always more than enough to be careless, just like the gods who walked in the fire of hell, no matter how the environment around him changed, it was still the same.

Can this time.

The young master obviously has emotional changes.

And it is still a big emotional change.

"Is there a problem with the information?" This is the only possibility that the special forces thought of.

The depths of the Qin desert were deep and heavy, and the impact from the depths of the chest made him tighten his fingers: "No, no problem."

Obviously, the mood of the young master has been adjusted.

But what kind of information is this, can the young master do this?

The special forces are inevitably curious, and they want to take a look at their necks.

Qin Mo will hand a button, the information is facing down, the side face is expensive, the light is indifferent, but it is the innate pressure of innate.

The special forces all froze there, and then immediately retracted their necks.

I am afraid that the young master is not happy, and then break it.

"This file, besides me, who else has seen it?" When the low voice of Qin Mo mixed into the ticking rain, it always gave people a different kind of texture.

The special forces sat up straight: "Report, according to the requirements of the mission, full confidentiality, except for the young master, no one has seen it."

Qin Mo obviously listened to some absent-mindedness, but still tried to maintain the basic thinking. The slender fingers slipped through a word in the data, and the darkness was even heavier: "Let me go, don't let anyone know that someone has investigated the safflower Details of the birth, you go to the hospital specifications, re-do a file and put it back."

"Re-do it and put it back?" The special forces turned the steering wheel: "But I haven't seen the young master's hand, and I don't know what will happen..."

Qin Mo heard the words, carried it up, and slowly said: "I have to teach you personally even now?"

"Hey." The special forces laughed: "The fake will still be, mainly because the young master wants to achieve what effect."

The information in the Qin desert is very low. "There is no effect, as long as the gender is filled in."

It's that simple?

The special forces look awkward, this is a fake.

The young master personally came down and told him this little thing?

The special commander of the Dangdang felt that he was a logistician at this time.

"And." Qin Mo looked at the rain outside the window, the mouth was slightly cool: "Check it out, in the last three months, no one has come to an unknown phone card."