National School Prince Is A Girl

You listen to me, this play is like this..." The international director is really a idiot. When he is excited, he starts to swear English. Finally, he realizes what he is, facing the thin nine: "Ah, I forgot Speaking Chinese, I will repeat it. ”

Thin nine: ...

After An Ying, he grinned and smiled at the side. After all, the expression of nine, which is helpless and want to say something, is so cute.

I really want to reach out and squeeze the white and clean little face.

Why is it not her son?

But it’s okay, it’s her home to get people in.

Just the child, she was a bit worried.

She never saw her son who was so obsessed with it, nor did she know if it was good or not...

The night outside the window was a bit deeper.

Qin family study.

Some of Qin’s scorpions are deep and people can’t see the slightest temperature: “You mean that she has been preparing to go abroad recently.”

"Yes, young master." The special forces swept the information found on the computer, and the voice was calm: "And I found that the nine is very clever. Although it is a high school student, the surface is playing esports, but many people have this. Participation, even Fu Zhongyi, his father, was also calculated by him."

Qin Mo’s tone is very weak: “Recovering the things stolen by others, this is bloody, Fu Zhongyi should be counted.”

Special forces: ... cough, how he forgot, the young master is now obsessed with a young boy can not extricate himself, his wording should be better.

"The shackles of the nine-small are really not things. Ju said that they have prepared some black materials about the nine, which are to be exploded at the shareholders' meeting, in order to get the company into the hands."

Qin Mo heard the words, his fingers knocked on the table: "What black?"

"The photo of the confession before the nine-year-old." The special forces actually did not want to say this. After all, the mood of the boss is really not good.

Sure enough, there was a sound of a lighter over there, and then there was no warm voice: "Whoever provided these photos, let them come out and talk."

The special forces know that the general young master’s talks are basically not too friendly.

"The rest also found out." Qin Mo originally wanted to smoke, but when the head wanted to ignite, it seemed to think of something, the brow wrinkled, throwing the silver-white lighter back to the desk.

The special forces do not understand, the rest?

"Nothing."

Qin Mo lifted up: "Do she have contact with Hoshino?"

"No." The special forces said that after all, the boss said from the beginning that this is the most important direction of investigation: "The two seem to have nothing to do with it."

It doesn't matter.

The more hidden it is, the more it represents the relationship.

Hoshinoichi should be the bamboo horse that the guy said.

Qin Mo has never been so concerned about the intersection of childhood.

Especially when the guy was sleeping, he was still thinking about the other person's name.

Qin Mo’s fingers are stagnation, and even the low is cold: “Why is she preparing to go abroad, the reason.”

"The reason has been checked. It is very strange. Nine young mothers do not seem to know that there are nine plans to go abroad." The last sentence is that the special forces are not easy to say.

But let the Qin Mo suddenly between, double and deep: "You mean that even the red flowers do not know?"

"Yes." The special forces took another look at the information.

The voice of Qin Mo is deeper and colder than before: "So she plans to stay abroad for a few days?"

"This..." The special forces hesitated for a long time. "There are no tickets for the return trip. It should be due to return."

Is the return date undetermined?

When I heard this word, the temperature of the whole body of Qin Mo was like being taken away. When such a voice was transmitted to the ears of the special forces through the mobile phone, there was a feeling that people could fall into the ice pool: "She Instead of booking a return ticket, she didn’t plan to come back."

Special forces a meal, what does this mean? When I want to ask something, I have already received the line there, and I can hear the sound of something being thrown out.

The entire study was darkened with the noise.

The wrist of one hand in Qin Mo is also tied with a white bandage, which makes him look like a normal look, and the abstinence brings out the indifference of rejection.

up until now.

The guy never thought about what future he would have with him.

Even at this step, it is the same.

Qin Mo was sitting there, the broken hair covered, the curvature of the corner of the mouth, but there was no smile.

The wrist is a little painful.

He did not feel the same.

Until Zhang Hao came in and saw the white cloth that had collapsed, he exclaimed: "You are your hand!"

Qin Mo had a side squat, and reached out and shook the white cloth back to its original position. Then it was tight, and the voice was very light: "Is there something?"

Zhang Wei noticed the chill of his own young master, and did not know what happened. He came over and picked up his mobile phone and put it on the table: "Mrs. let me come in and tell the young master that dinner is already done, and nine are also there."

"I know." Qin Mo is a bit absent-minded, only to say a word, there is no more.

However, when Zhang Hao’s eyes swept across the table, he paused: “This mask, the young master is not placed on the outside coffee table? How can there be one here?”

Qin Mo frowns: "The coffee table outside?"

"Yeah, I just closed it up for the young master. Doesn't the young master like this mask very much?"

What Zhang said is correct. Qin Mo really likes this mask, not because it has anything special, but because this mask is given to him by someone, so Qin Mo will be a special baby.

Naturally, it is not comparable to the electronic cigarette lighter, but basically the thin nine is given to Qin Mo, he will put away, even if it is a black mask.

It’s just that Qin Mo remembers that this mask has always been placed in his study and he has never taken it out.

So what is Zhang Hao looking at, what is going on?

Qin Mo smashed his eyes: "Zhang Wei, where did you put the mask?"

"On the side of the coffee table, did the young master not take it?" Zhang Wei was also incredible.

Qin Mo has stood up, walked in the direction of the living room, settled in the direction of the coffee table, and his body is slender, even if his wrist is still wrapped around the belt, the more white, the more Let Qin Mo look like a prince who is sick, and the beautiful and beautiful people feel pity.

"Here?" Qin Mo asked Zhang Wei.

Zhang Hao nodded and said: "It is in the small square below the coffee table."

Wen Yan, Qin Mo reached out and opened the dark space, and then the slender fingers moved, and there was a mask in the palm of his hand.

This... Zhang Wei looked at the mask that Qin Mo originally had, and looked at the one that was taken out. He suddenly said: "This is two masks, how is it so."