National School Prince Is A Girl

The second and middle school boys on the side were already stupid, staring at the word representing victory for a while, a little bit out of spirit.

After Bo Jiu finished playing, he threw the phone back into the hands of the prickly youth, so he stood up with one hand in his trousers, and the handsome was terrible: "Won, check out."

Such a top-notch cooperation will definitely shut up if those who are still speculating on the official microblog that "This year, the Dimeng League will miss the top four nationwide" will definitely shut up!

The Dimeng clan team has already had their most lethal secret weapon without anyone knowing it ... that is the joint attack of Qin Mo and Bo Jiu!

The second four of the barbecue restaurant were really shocked, and some of them were unable to recover. The prickly-headed young man finished the bill and took the chair, and said to Bo Jiu: "In this way, handsome boy, you accept us as an apprentice. A few of our brothers covered you at school. "

"I am one, you two." Bo Jiu couldn't help reminding these two: "Not a school."

The prickly-headed young man's eyes dimmed for a moment, and he immediately said, "Our second middle school is next to the first middle school, not a school, and can cover you. Really handsome guy, not me blowing, the boss of the first one of you. All four of us have to go around! "

Bo Jiu glanced at him: "Oh."

Oh what?

The prickly youth really can't understand the teenager.

Do game masters do this?

Don't understand the suffering in reality?

"If you encounter any hemp at school ..." The young man with thorns wanted to persuade him.

Bo Jiuhan interrupted him with a smile: "What kind of trouble do you think can be encountered with my skill?"

In a word.

The prickly youth suddenly choked!

Also, they still want to cover others.

How can I forget the windy movement of this handsome guy in the grill just now?

Just those two, maybe ... the four of them could not stop it!

wrong.

Wait!

"Are you really No. 1?" When did No. 1 hit such a hit?

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows with a serious expression: "Of course I am a master, so I am one."

Well, the prickly-headed youth was persuaded. After all, looking at the teenager, it was indeed not the same as them: "Today, cough, thanks."

Bo Jiu chuckled: "It's easy to say."

Those two of the four are going first. Before leaving, I do n’t forget to look back, and I feel that these two are exactly what kind of people, even professional players can be destroyed, which is too great.

As for the other ... Don't ask that a group of two have so many brain cells.

After the prickly youth left, the barbecue was quiet.

Qin Mo turned his head and only looked at Bo Jiu with a mockery in his eyes, and his temperament remained unchanged: "Xue Ba?"

Bo Jiu straightened up: "Compared to them, I'm a great learner."

Qin Mo smiled: "Come here."

"Why?" Although Bo Jiu was puzzled, he still walked in.

Qin Mo stretched out his hand and squeezed that handsome face, with a faint tone: "Look at how thick my brother's face is."

Bo Jiu: ...

Qin Shen said that he likes to look at the boy's depressed appearance.

It's just this posture, the teenager's knee touched him, the face in front of him was too white and beautiful...

Qin Mo's eyes sank, and he immediately pulled his hand back, as if there were some bacteria on the boy.

Bo Jiu also paused because of Qin Mo's movement, raising his eyebrows slightly.

An awkward atmosphere never existed between the two people appeared ...