National School Prince Is A Girl

However, after talking with Yunhu, Bo Jiu was more certain about one thing.

That is, no more cyber attacks can be carried out under the eyes of the gods.

The reason why she has not been dismantled now is entirely because the Great God had not noticed her before.

Even Yunhu, who doesn't like talking, only Lin Feng's eyes can see that she is different from before.

The Great God must have noticed...

Bo Jiu's eyes stopped, and it was no longer possible to use the means to check the login information of the Great God.

Go to bed

Bo Jiu told himself that.

Great God should just be angry how she confessed to her opponent.

When she finishes that Ling Xiao tomorrow, she will prove her innocence.

At least she can tell everyone that she didn't bend...

Also in the north, the haze of Lincheng is no less than that of Jiangcheng.

Qin Mo stood in the newly opened room and stretched out his collar.

When he took the wine glass and looked at the flow of traffic under his feet, the first time he found that the room with floor-to-ceiling windows would be so empty.

The empty one is boring.

bored?

He had never felt this way before.

But now I just don't think it's fun to do anything.

Probably because there is a young man who lacks a lesson next to him.

Qin Mo nodded his head, just holding his finger, and did not smoke.

Anyone who sees him now will feel the domineering taste of a man.

It's just that when he looked out the window, his fingers didn't move, and his hair was broken, he gave a kind of indescribable sexiness and loneliness.

Qin Mo reached out and flicked the cigarette.

After pacing to the bed, he accidentally touched the mask that was always in his pants pocket, and his eyes were another meal.

That mask is not so special.

Very ordinary, pure black, without any patterns.

But that touch still warmed the chill in Qin Mo's eyes.

That guy is not completely without conscience.

Obviously a lazy look, who cares who comes, but makes people feel very comfortable.

When you are depressed, you will always sag your head, a few dull silver hairs stand up, and the guy himself didn't notice it.

That guy ... When Qin Mo found out that a teenager's face was constantly emerging in his mind, his heart suddenly numbed, and the feeling at that moment was very weak.

Faintly, even when the phone rang, he quickly tossed this feeling aside.

The caller ID number on the screen is familiar.

Qin Mo put the phone in his ear: "Hey."

"Son!" The person on the other side of the phone is in a good mood: "Tomorrow you are going to play? How about it? Do you want your mother to get popular in the past."

Qin Mo turned and lay on the bed: "No."

The uneven words made the caller pause. According to his son's character, he would definitely say where Mr. Qin is, let him take care of you, and don't just come out to provoke reporters.

But today ... he said something quietly and quietly?

The elegant shadow paused a bit, and compared with a pause gesture towards the person behind him, and then walked to the makeup mirror with a long skirt in one hand: "Son, what's wrong with you today? The voice is so low?"

"Nothing." Qin Mo wanted to hang up the phone after finishing the three words.

The shadow over there had been aware of it, and immediately stopped his movements: "You must be unable to fall asleep when you are so depressed, right? Why are you so quiet on that side? The pillow that you said to sleep with you? "