National School Prince Is A Girl

The silver-haired teenager under the light, holding the microphone in his hand, looked at Qin Mo with a smile, the thin lips were close to the microphone, and the halo of the entire room seemed to hit his lips, bringing together a little mans .

"Life can't be longer, the fireworks fall into the corner of the eyes.

The world is too big, you and I stare at the smile.

In all the passing scenery and crowds.

You are best to me ... "

Obviously, this song was sung by Qin Mo.

Han Feng smiled softly: "Qin Mo, this younger brother you know is really good, everything."

Qin Mo did not speak, still holding a wine glass in his hand.

Rather than saying nothing, it is better to say that since the moment when the teenager opened his mouth.

His eyes never left Bo Jiu.

He didn't even know what he looked like when he looked at Bo Jiu.

Hidden in the dark, no one wants to take possession of others.

Jiang Zuo looked aside, and the heart that had just passed away really started to sink.

Qin Mo has never seen anyone like this.

Was he thinking more, or did Qin Mo really treat Bo Jiu ...

Jiang Zuo is a wise man after all.

Unlike Qin Mo, he majored in medicine and has seen many people in that circle.

Treating such things is always more sensitive than Qin Mo.

In addition, bystanders are clear, so things will be clearer.

Brothers?

Who would be the elder brother would look at his younger brother with that look?

Jiang Zuo also knew that some people did not really bend.

Sometimes, it's because the two people are too harmonious and always together, plus ... the teenager's face is really handsome and can ignore gender.

Qin Mo has nothing to do with each other.

So Jiang Zuo is still hesitating whether to break this matter.

Because if once said, Qin Mo will focus on that aspect, if I think about it, I will really bend it.

This ... he couldn't bear the consequences of the Qin family's death.

But if you don't say it, proceed according to this situation ... Qin Mo vs Bo Jiu ... Wait a minute, why he considered it, all friends are more likely to bend in the future.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zuo was also depressed, and just wanted to get a wine glass.

Qin Mo turned his face and met his gaze, making Jiang Zuo pause.

After all, the friend's indifferent eyes seemed to be able to see even what he thought.

The siblings of the Han family have no idea what is going on.

Han Feng was still wondering, "Hey? What's the matter with the two of you, how can you still look at it?"

"Nothing." Qin Mo's voice was very weak.

Han Feng heard that and raised an eyebrow towards Jiang left: "Really nothing?"

Jiang Zuo said with a smile: "What can I do is that the children of Bo Jiu are pretty good at singing. Now that he is in the first middle school, our former seniors are all standing back.

"It's not just nice, it's pretty." Han Feng lowered his voice and leaned in front of the two of them. "I'm busy now. If you look at Su Su's appearance, you'll be confessed in public. No. "

Before Jiang Zuo listened to these words, he must also ridicule a few words together.

But since he looked at Qin Mo's eyes just now, the subconscious looked at the left again.

I didn't notice it a few times before.

I do n’t know if it was because of the effort this time. When Qin Mo heard this sentence, he ticked the corner of his mouth. The tick was slightly subtle. What is certain is that he was definitely not happy ...