Chapter 1156
National School Prince Is A Girl
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Silence. Pin drop silence. The two of them fossilized. It wasnât Qin Mo and Bo Jiu but Prince and Wolf that had frozen. It was as though doomsday had come. After an entire day of training, anyone would be exhausted but now... they seemed to have come alive!
2Prince watched their position beneath the lights. The formidable and aristocratic looking man was being pressed onto the bed by his roommate. That position and that little black fellowâs face.
Prince turned his head to exchange glances with Wolf. Prince was experiencing a whirl of emotions. F*ck, what was happening?
The little black fellow must have offended someone so much that even their major general wanted to punish him. But from the looks of things... Why did it seem like the little black fellow was forcing himself on their head instructor? A mess, it was a mess!
All his experiences added together still werenât enough to explain this situation. Little black fellow, were you sure you didnât have a backing? How dare you treat the major general in such a manner without a backing?! Didnât you know that his nickname was Smiling Devil! You were dead!
1In contrast to the whirl of thoughts, there was a hint of surprise in Wolfâs gaze. With Bossâs skills, he wouldnât have been pushed unwilling. But this sight... Wolfâs solemn personality didnât think much into it.
Bo Jiu hadnât expected anyone to enter but she didnât move abruptly. Qin Mo arched a brow. âArenât you going to get off?â This question was enough to push the blame to her.
Prince opened his mouth wide, turning to look at Bo Jiu, thousands of emotions running through his face.
Bo Jiu returned his glance and mouthed, âIt isnât what you think.â
Prince stretched his lids wider. âYou already pushed him onto your bed, what else can I think?â
Bo Jiu arched a brow. âYou just have a dirty mind.â
1Prince replied with his gaze, âMy mind is healthy, you are the problem. Have you thought about the consequences?â
Before she could return his gaze, Qin Mo had straightened and was arranging his crumpled sleeve, his voice calm. âWhatâs with your flirtatious glances?â
3Bo Jiu: ...
Prince: ... Flirtatious glances at each other? Them? It was impossible!
âCome out,â Qin Mo instructed when he reached the door. He stuffed an arm into one of his pockets and turned, looking distant. It was obvious who he was referring to.
1Bo Jiu knew she couldnât play around anymore. She wasnât going to survive this.
Prince hesitated, wondering if he should bid her farewell when Qin Moâs gaze landed on him. At that moment, a chill ran through his back and he huddled silently.
Under the moonlight, the clouds covered the skies but their basecamp was well lit. Even at this hour, there were still many people outside.
Qin Mo walked in front and Bo Jiu followed behind. The soldiers standing guard couldnât help sneaking a glance over. They were indeed impressed by the recruitâs resilience, to be able to follow Young Master Qin even at this stage. But that wasnât what confused them.
Instead, they were confused why Young Master Qin allowed the recruit to follow him into the main building as that was where Young Master Qinâs room was. What was with this situation?
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