The national school grass is a girl

Chapter 1513 The first thousand 760 eight God Qin eats the villain's jealousy

The smile on the corner of Bo Jiu's mouth became stronger: "It's really the same."

"What kind?" The villain didn't understand.

Bo Jiu took a sip of water, and leaned there lazily: "My boyfriend was like you when he was young, with a small facial paralysis, very cute."

The villain moved his body, still carrying the schoolbag: "I'm a girl."

"Huh?" Bo Jiu lowered her eyes and swept over the villain's short hair: "I didn't see it."

The villain also noticed her gaze, and patted his head: "Cut it like this, so you can do things alternately."

"You still have an older brother?" Bo Jiu raised her eyebrows.

The villain gave a "hmm".

Bo Jiu likes children, probably because he was influenced by a great god when he was a child. The more he looked at it, the more interesting he was: "What's your name and how old are you?"

"Mo Bei, 13 and a half years old." When the villain answered the question, he always had that expression.

Bo Jiu was addicted to her, tapped her face lightly with her fingers, and said in a lazy voice, "Dimeng does not employ child labor."

Sure enough, the villain frowned: "Isn't it okay to be a trainee first?"

"Trainees are welcome." Bo Jiu couldn't bear it, and stretched out her hand to rub the little man's head.

Before she could move, a clear and cold voice came from behind: "Have you bought water yet?"

Bo Jiu stopped, turned her eyes sideways, and met the handsome face that could make all newcomers willing to be commanded: "It's almost done, I met a very interesting kid."

Qin Mo looked over her hand, and saw a "little boy" holding his head up, waiting to be touched by someone, his face seemed expressionless.

But others can't see it. As a psychological profiler, he can clearly see that this "little boy" is not in a calm mood now. This can be seen from the mineral water bottle held by the other party. Otherwise, the hand He won't hold it tightly, even the eyes are deep, obviously looking forward to something.

Since childhood, Bo Xiaojiu has no resistance to good-looking children.

Qin Mo stretched out his hand and pulled someone over, his voice was still calm: "Don't touch people, you're like a weird aunt."

Blame... Auntie?Bo Jiu was shocked by this adjective, she is so handsome, how can she look like a strange aunt?
"Okay, I'll go back after I've bought the water." Qin Mo took the man by the hand and stretched his long legs.

Bo Jiu turned her head, still smiling, full of evil spirit: "I'll see you later."

Qin Mo noticed the red-axis keyboard on the back of the "little boy", and also guessed that it was a contestant who came to participate in the scheduled competition.

So I didn't say much.

But Bo Jiu's voice was still there: "The kid's face is so easy to poke."

Qin Mo frowned lightly, then turned around and glanced behind him.

I saw that "little boy" was stretching out his hand and poking his face, obviously he was nostalgic for something.

This made Qin Dashen's eyes sink even deeper: "How big is it?"

"Huh?" Bo Jiu raised her eyebrows.

"How old is he?" Qin Mo asked casually.

Bo Jiu hooked her thin lips: "13 and a half years old, so young, you can be recruited inside without even passing the new recruiting age limit of the Dimension League. It looks good."

Qin Mo didn't speak any more, and only glanced in the direction of the "little boy" with a slight warning.

Xiao Mobei stood there with his schoolbag on his back. After receiving God Qin's gaze, his cold face remained the same. He was supposed to be patted on the head by an idol, but now he didn't. It's a pity that he didn't...

(End of this chapter)