National School Prince Is A Girl

He Honghua heard the words, and his eyes suddenly turned bright: "Nine, how did you think of this girl, so that our company can make a lot of money!"

Bo Jiu did not speak again, just a faint smile.

Soon, He Honghua thought of something, and frowned. "But the **** Z company is really not, can't be so deceptive."

"Mom, how can this be considered a lie?" Bo Ji patted the shoulder of He Honghua, his voice was low: "I also watched the live broadcast today. Since it is a **** Z, he said that he is our company, then the new e-sports He will definitely play in the Jin Dynasty, otherwise his reputation will be destroyed, so you can rest assured that he will definitely appear when he arrives, and you will be bold to deal with the media."

He Honghua listened to the daughter's tricks for her, and jumped to the media friend who just returned to call!

Chen Xiaodong looked at the electric eye that his young master had made. He said very seriously: "Young master, why do I always think that you just wanted to discharge to the lady, what do you want to hide?"

"Xiaodong ah." Bo Jiu's arm stretched out and placed on the shoulder of her little book boy: "Do you usually watch so many movies, have you not realized this truth? The more you know, the more you will die. Fast, I played the game for one night, very tired, I will make a sandwich for the young master, I will pour a glass of wine, I will not kill you."

Chen Xiaodong was smashed by his own young master, and he was all smashed: "I will go now, less, young master, don't think about bending me!"

Bending?

Bo Jiu picked up a good-looking brow, and even if the heart is going to bend, she will also look for Qin Dashen to start, find a little Mao child to count what is going on.

Blowing the hair in front of the forehead, Bo Jiu will pick up the mobile phone that vibrates. It is the WeChat sent by Qin Mo, just a few words of domineering, the tone is not cold: "It’s raining outside, nothing. Don't always wander around in the internet cafe."

Very good as a brother's posture, Bo Jiu took a towel and wiped his hair, and looked at He Hua, who was on the side, and looked at it. If her mother knew that she had found such a dry son for her, I don't know what would happen.

"Meng Ge, I have already arrived home." After the talk, Bo Jiu made a self-portrait to send a photo in order to prove that he did not lie.

Qin Mo looked at the juvenile's side face that was still dripping with water. It was as if it was green and tender, as if the fluff was on the top of it, and turned down, it was a beautiful and delicate clavicle.

Qin Mou's finger paused. First, put the phone down, and watched the car outside the floor-to-ceiling window for a few seconds before he took the phone back. The tone was an order that could not be resisted: "I said, don't send it again in the future. Give me the picture, go to sleep now, I will pick you up at school tomorrow."

Bo Jiu did not understand, what happened to her picture? Very clear?

The mind of the great god, others can't guess.

However, there is one thing that must be put on the agenda.

Since she has already announced that she wants to let the three taste the hardship in the electric competition, she must recruit enough people.

Bo nine fingers hold the squat, and suddenly smiled: "When you go to class tomorrow, go to the game, the parts that God bought, just to be used tonight."

He Honghua returned from the phone call and saw her daughter disappeared. Only the red wine was gone. The sandwich made by Chen Xiaodong was still in place.

"Nine?" she asked.

Chen Xiaodong shook his head in grief. After for a long time, he did not tell his wife. The young master went to play in the room in order to catch up with Qin Shao...