"Little Princess?" Qin Mo smiled, the arc of the corner of his mouth looked higher than ever, but the sound was not necessarily warm.

After Bo Jiu finished speaking, he wished that this was a dream.

Look at the great god's appearance at this moment, he is still very handsome, but he is a bit uneasy.

When she woke up, she even paused her yawning movements.

I really want to knock myself out and let all the answers come back.

"You heard it wrong." Bo Jiu said with a blushing face and his heart was not beating: "Brother Mo, what I just said is that I like you."

Qin Mo pinched her face with his fingers, very light, as if he was praising her: "It's really a promising. Such a promising financial supporter's father will definitely not care if he has more weight when running."

Bo Jiu:... After saying so much, she is actually going to be punished again.

"Do you prefer to face the wall and think about your mistakes?" Qin Mo said that he was very democratic.

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows: "Let me choose, I want to hold you and sleep back."

"Do you know what I like most?" Qin Mo kissed the person in his arms, his fingers following her hair, and his movements were very gentle.

Bo Jiu was also curious: "Where is it?"

"I like to dream about this." Qin Mokong took action and patted the boy's face, smiling: "After seven o'clock, go to the training ground and run ten laps with a load."

Bo Jiu felt that the great god was completely revenge.

Isn’t the nickname Little Princess quite cute and quite suitable for him?

Why did she run again?

However, there are not many ten laps.

Just after the trip, I could go to the cafeteria to have dinner.

That's what Bo Jiu thought in the training ground.

But in the eyes of the prince, it is not the case.

"Brother, I understand you." This is the first sentence the prince said.

Bo Jiu ignored it.

The prince sighed again, "It wasn't a good night last night. If my uncle knew that I made a fuss with nothing, I would punish me. It would be very cruel than you. But your brother seems to be more terrible than my uncle. Big devil, you said how he developed his aura. By the way, do you know? Just when you were in the jungle yesterday, he came in with a gun. Damn, while acting, mobilizing the troops on both sides to cooperate with his command. How much stuff has to be in his head? This is too amazing. There is also his shooting distance. There is still fog in the jungle so far. How did he tell the movement of the figure? Really, are the genes of the children born in your family like this?"

Bo Jiu wanted to remind him to shut up and look behind him.

Finally, the figure approached.

Bo Jiu had given up the option of reminding him, but took the mineral water bottle in his hand and left the man one meter away.

The prince seemed to have realized Bo Jiu's actions and was about to say something.

A slightly chilling voice sounded behind him: "What kind of child will our family give birth to? That's my business with her."

The prince was completely slashed by the sound and lost his ability to think. Otherwise, the rich information conveyed in such a sentence could be understood by individuals.

For example, after hearing this, even though she was calm and evil, she almost got choked when drinking water.

Why did it transition to such a topic?
Chapter completed!