National School Prince Is A Girl

The night continues.

The lights of the ball went down.

Bo Jiu sat like that lazily, holding a goblet in his hand, shaking it gently, with a shallow smile at the corner of his mouth.

She said it before.

She likes this feeling very much.

It's a very interesting thing to disguise in the crowd and watch people looking for themselves.

It's just that she used to avoid the police.

Today, she doesn't seem to have to hide.

Because she has seen Lin Feng go in the direction of Yaoyao.

Lin Feng did indeed walk towards Xue Yaoyao.

And he felt his eyesight was so great that he recognized people as soon as possible!

"Yaoyao!"

His sentence was exported.

Xue Yaoyao raised his eyes subconsciously.

Bo Jiu supported his side, looked in the dark, and his beautiful eyebrows were half-picked. He would teach Yaoyao this girl in the future.

"Hey, I found it!" Lin Feng pulled Yunhu and walked to the table in a big step.

I swept across Xue Yaoyao's body, then bent over and directly focused on the person sitting next to Xue Yaoyao. The man with messy silver hair was wearing a pure black coat.

"Um ..." Lin Feng drew closer and continued to study, this should be the style that Xiao Spade likes is not wrong!

Just when he wanted to point someone at each other!

A violent noise rang out.

No, it should not be said to be ringing.

It's a real gasp.

If the appearance of Bo Jiu just now is amazing.

That one came almost to calm down the audience.

Many of them played vampire nobles at the masquerade masquerade.

He can be as cold and absurd as a demon, and only he can do it.

Qin Mo!

When people realize the name.

Not only the fans, but the girls who tried to get the tickets were screaming.

Bo Jiu also looked towards the door.

I saw the man standing with long legs, still casual and elegant.

He was dressed in white and a black cloak, and underneath was a pair of long boots.

The gorgeous silver silk on the hood collar lined with the white and handsome face, and it instantly lost its color.

He even wore a pair of pure black gloves on his hand. The gloves were made for him, wrapped in his long fingers, and they looked more and more beautiful.

There was also a blood-red gemstone ring on his ring finger, which seemed to symbolize the identity of his blood-sucking nobleman, with silver cuffs on its black cuffs.

Every place is full of darkness and luxury.

When he came to the side, his nose was straight and sharp.

Broken diamonds dotted the platinum mask on his face, and the pure black forehead hit him, making him look very evil.

The girls couldn't control the violent heartbeat and started to scream.

"Qin God!"

"Qin God!"

"Qin God!"

Listen to the voices.

In addition to Bo Jiu's idea of ​​holding the great god home to raise, there is another layer of ideas that it is not difficult to be a golden person like the great god.

If you think about it for a long time, what is the difference between wearing a mask and not wearing a face, and not having the fun of a masquerade?

The slender and tall figure and the domineering aura are recognized as soon as they appear.

When Bo Jiu was thinking in this way, he saw that the man's beautiful ridged back and forth paused for a while, as if she was aware of her gaze.

A handsome face turned slightly, and he planned to cast his eyes ...