National School Prince Is A Girl

When the light dims, the sense of touch becomes more sensitive.

It belongs to the unique atmosphere of men, so low blowing on Bo Jiu's neck, making her uncomfortable move.

Bo Jiu never danced such a melancholy dance.

She was afraid that the two would have contact.

But even this distance across the chest.

Bo Jiu can also clearly feel the temperature from Qin Mo.

Her black dress is veiled.

The Great God's hand was placed on her waist.

Then, with the melody of the dance, touch again and again.

For a while, there was a kind of unspeakable numbness at the tailbone.

By the way, the man was still at this time, lowering his eyes and leaning her lips against her ears, the voice seemed to have no emotion: "Don't stand still, okay?"

Bo Jiu saw how cold he was when the gods treated girls.

But at this time, she had better not speak.

What if the voice catches the attention of the great god?

The dance started anyway.

It might as well finish this.

Then retired ...

The reason why Bo Jiu had this idea was because she didn't expect it to be close to zero, and Lin Feng had not given up the idea of ​​looking for her there.

The voice has been floating from ear to ear.

"I bet that Little Spades is near here. He just sent a photo just now. At zero, he will still take pictures. We are watching here. Who will raise the phone!"

Bo Jiu listened to that, but smiled in his heart. Brother Lin, taking pictures did not necessarily raise her mobile phone, let alone she did not have to shoot at zero.

After everyone counts down, she turns on the camera function of the mobile phone and delays the automatic shooting for ten seconds.

However, when I think about it.

Bo Jiu was not clear about any zero-lighting activities.

After all, she is a newcomer to the Dimeng League. It is not normal to participate in the New Year's ball in the first year.

In fact, Xue Yaoyao is not clear, because she has not inquired, and her attention has always been on Bo Jiu.

It can be seen that she is very worried about Bo Jiu.

But because of this worry, after being swept by Qin Mo, the hand placed on someone's waist was a bit heavier.

Bo Jiu was naturally not sure what happened to the Great God, but just looked at the cold eyes of the man.

Only the impatience inside was noticed.

It seems that the Great God really doesn't like girls very much.

But this is also a good thing for her.

Since the great god is to dance this dance without breaking the rules, then the great god must want to end sooner than she does.

When she withdrew by then, she no longer had to suffer from this kind of mental torment. She had to beware of being discovered, and she was too tired.

It's more tiring than wearing men's clothing.

"It's boring to dance with me?"

The man's deep, graceful voice slowly sounded.

Bo Jiu couldn't talk, so he shook his head, thinking that you look bored, God.

"Relax, it will end soon."

Bo Jiu, who lowered his eyes, didn't notice at all. When Qin Mo said this sentence, his dark eyes were so dark.

And the Feng Da agent who knew the internal cause couldn't sit still.

Time and time again to watch the clock, time and time again to the striking two people on the dance floor.

When the host came over and told him that it would be zero in three minutes, when he wanted to give him the microphone.

Feng Yi was really nervous.

This happens every year.

But it was a zero-light-off event. Why is he so different today?

It must have been influenced by the Great God.

definitely is!