National School Prince Is A Girl

After getting up in the morning.

The mood of Qin Mo is obviously not as good as last night. A handsome face is full of strangers.

Fu Jiu’s pajamas have been replaced with school uniforms, silver hair, smiling faces, and shoulder bags on one shoulder, which is both handsome and spirited.

It’s good to sleep like that.

There are very few people in the family. Now there are teenagers. Zhang Ayi made four kinds of breakfast in one breath, fried taro slices, fried dough sticks, small meat packs, and vegetable porridge. He smiled and let Fu Jiudu eat a little.

Fu Jiu naturally will not refuse this kindness, and it is very sweet to eat, especially the fried taro piece, the color is golden and golden, and when it is placed in the mouth, it is delicious inside.

It’s just that Fu Jiu’s one can’t eat a plate. The Great God only drinks milk in the morning and looks at the business newspaper in his hand. Obviously, he does not want to destroy her.

Fu Jiu couldn't bear Zhang Ayi's disappointment and simply put the remaining pieces in the packing box.

Aunt Zhang looked happy: "There are many friends of the nine young masters, and our young master never thought about bringing breakfast to the students."

"It's not a lot of friends, it's just that I am good at the same table." Fu Jiuxiao said: "I also want her to taste the craft of Zhang Ayi."

Aunt Zhang loved to listen to the youngsters. When she saw Fu Jiu going to school, she waved her hand at the door: "Remember to come with the young master next time. When the lady is there, the lady will see the nine young masters." of."

"Good." Fu Jiu sat in the car and hooked his lips toward Zhang Ayi.

Qin Mo was sitting on the side of the juvenile, and the light and indifference swept through the box of fried scorpion pieces that were in the hands of the young boy. After a half-sound, the voice was cold and the driver gave the order: "Drive."

"Yes, young master."

Although the driver heard that his young master's tone was not very good, he still followed the instructions of Qin Mo, first to Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School.

The Qin family's car, whether it is a model or a license, is very eye-catching.

Fortunately, the students who go to school at this point are not particularly special.

However, when the car appeared, it still caused a lot of classmates to watch.

Xue Yaoyao was still carrying English words with earphones. After seeing the unusual reaction of people, he also looked at the side.

Seeing a long black Lincoln walked down a silver-haired boy, the young man’s mouth was raised, with the beauty and evil spirits of youth, not who they can be in the nine halls.

When Xue Yaoyao saw the face, he quickly walked over: "Good morning, nine halls."

Fu Jiugang got off the bus and went over to meet Xue Yaoyao's smiling face. He leaned over to Qin Desert Road: "That is the desert, I will go first, and you will pay attention to safety on the road."

After that, Fu Jiu set up his hand, carrying a black bag on one shoulder, and randomly inserted into the belt, and walked toward Xue Yaoyao with a smile.

Xue Yaoyao looked at the teenager getting closer and closer, and his face began to turn red.

When she saw her excited in the nine halls, she forgot that this was at the school gate. She did not know whether she would say hello to the Nine Halls and whether it would have any bad influence on the Nine Halls.

Thinking of this, Xue Yaoyao looked at it, and saw several sisters pointing at them. The gossip that was revealed in the eyebrows made Xue Yaoyao uncomfortably screw his fingers.

"Good morning." The teenager has come to her side, the whole body exudes a good smell of candy, and the rumors around him are as innocent, and the laughter is still dazzling and handsome.