National School Prince Is A Girl

As for the inside, when the police go in, they will disappear.

Therefore, it is most appropriate to stay here and wait for the wind to come.

"Sir?" The clerk stood beside in doubt.

Qin Mo turned around, and Junmei turned his face, abstinence very much: "Take a cup of American style, please."

"Ah? Okay, right away."

It turned out that he was really looking for someone. He thought he wanted to do something when he touched the notebook.

If you let Director Huang know that they are rushing forward with their sweat, but someone is sitting gracefully by the window of a convenience store and drinking coffee, they will definitely get angry!

In the solid color, Yang Ming, who closed the door, always felt that the girl pushed by him seemed to be familiar when she raised her eyes.

But specifically where he had seen it, he couldn't tell.

"Strange, so beautiful, you should have an impression."

Yang Ming outside the private room was still talking to himself, listening to the ambiguous noises there, thinking in his heart that as long as he got the order, he was afraid that he would not have the opportunity to rise in the future?

It was Li Mengran who was a little bit fierce, and no matter how fierce it is today, he cooked rice and cooked rice.

On the other hand, he doesn't have to worry at all. At first glance, he is not opinionated, and he will not make any trouble.

Bo Jiu has no opinion?

This sentence sounds funny.

She sideways to avoid the middle-aged man with a big belly poop. Her fingers are on the ground and her head is low. She does look a little weak. In fact, this is just to let the camera avoid Li Mengran's face and only shoot the two men Appearance: "I must have come to the wrong place. You made a mistake. I came to make up for the tuition. The man lied to me that he was a teacher."

"Baby, that is indeed a teacher." The middle-aged man turned his head and prepared to pounce again: "You did not go wrong and want to take a tuition. Uncle can also teach you."

Li Mengran did not expect another victim to come in.

She had already thought about it, even if she died, she would not let them succeed.

But now, the girl without the knife became the lamb they slaughtered.

How to do.

What should she do.

Li Mengran shook both hands, threw the fruit plate, and paled shouted at the man who was going to pounce on Bo Jiu: "Aren't you afraid of being retaliated by doing this?"

"Retribution?" The man laughed: "Who dares to retaliate for us? Baby, don't you usually watch the news, don't worry, your uncle will hurt you."

Li Mengran stepped back in a panic.

The dagger in his palm was stained with blood.

She originally thought that this time, it really was not saved.

However, the next second.

But listen to Peng's sound!

The man who was about to approach her was kicked to the ground by someone.

Li Mengran paused, sitting there in a daze, watching the trembling girl, who was as scared as she was, pulling the bow tie open, supporting the ground with her left hand, and leaping forward, her left hand was also picked up smoothly The wine bottle next to him, just using the strength of his arm, was thrown on the man's head.

A snap!

Drinks filled the room.

The man couldn't bear such an impact at all.

Another man saw his eyes and opened his eyes in disbelief. The first reaction was to call in.

But before he could speak, the girl stretched out his hand and grabbed his neck directly from behind. Such a gesture, the handsomeness of flowing clouds and flowing water: "If you dare to shout, I will cut your throat."