There is really no way to answer this!
Mr. Wang, who was committed to bringing the topic to a normal direction, also stuttered at this time: "Marry, marry...here, then I wish Mr. Qin a wish to fulfill his wish as soon as possible!"
After saying that, I raised my head and never talked again, and it was still true to drink!
Qin Mo's idea did not stop because of the end of the dinner.
After getting on the bus, the special assistant asked: "Are you going back to the company or home?"
Qin Mo casually said: "Go to her."
Needless to say, the special assistant also understands who she is.
When driving, I wanted to send a message to Miss Jiu to "study hard".
Qin Mo, who was sitting behind, spoke again: "Do not do anything like this through the air and report it to you."
The special assistant immediately put away his phone, always feeling that their president is not very patient today.
At this time, Bo Jiu, who was holding a lollipop, was teaching his apprentice how to play a small trumpet, otherwise what to do if he was bullied.
Although her apprentice fights fiercely, there are not so many people who know the goods.
After listening to the computer, Xiao Mobei raised his eyes and said in a faint voice: "Master, it's time for you to write the test questions."
"I don't have the strength to write, I'm hungry." Bo Jiu smiled evilly and supported his chin with one hand: "How about the master taking you out for hot pot?"
Xiao Mobei stood up and said, "I'll cook for you. You can't eat irritating food before the college entrance examination."
Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows with a smile: "Where did your tricks come from?"
Xiao Mobei had no expression on his face, as if he was thinking about it, and then he said: "The neighbor's sister also took the college entrance examination, and everyone in her family said so."
Bo Jiu leaned there in a slender figure, lazy biting a dog-tail grass that he had pulled from somewhere. He looked handsome and handsome: "I'm bored, I want to drink."
"You can't drink alcohol, either." Xiao Mobei took a potato: "Make potato beef?"
Bo Jiu leaned back: "You can't eat hot pot and drink, life is meaningless."
Xiao Mobei washed the potatoes and placed them on the chopping board, and carefully comforted her master: "After the college entrance examination, you can marry your master's wife."
When Bo Jiu heard this, his eyes lit up, and his silver hair was shining, and even the corners of his mouth were curled: "Okay, I'll bear it anymore. Compared to hot pot and wine, your master's wife is the most important thing. The title of master's wife is good, so I can use it more in the future."
Before Xiao Mobei nodded, he saw a figure appearing behind her master.
Bo Jiu also realized it.
She hasn't waited for her to look back.
A cold voice sounded in his ears: "Master's wife? This is a good name?"
"I am the master, of course you are the master's wife." Bo Jiu pretended to be deep: "Otherwise, the generations will be in chaos."
Qin Mo shouted, held Bo Jiu's wrist directly, and walked upstairs.
Someone still needs to close the door to "discipline".
As for the method of discipline, it always ends with the Thunder Nine clavicle full of marks.
Still today.
Bo Jiuban raised his head, the curve of his jaw had a fragile beauty, and he was as handsome as a boy.
She lowered her voice, her breath was a little messy, but she could still hear it vaguely, and she was saying: "Be gentle."
Chapter completed!