National School Prince Is A Girl

As soon as he saw such a forum, Bo Jiu tried to crack itchy, but the helpless God was beside her, and she was not convenient to move.

Qin Mo naturally knew that the teenager was watching the phone.

Just looking at him from this angle, I can only see the teenager's side face and the eyes covered by the broken silver hair.

Looking at the phone screen like that, but not replying to the SMS again, it seems like you are reluctant.

Is it so reluctant?

Qin Mo squeezed the steering wheel tightly, turned a tail, parked the car on the side of the road, and his voice was deep: "Bo Jiu."

The teenager raised his eyes.

"I'll give you another chance." Qin Mo leaned his head and lit a cigarette, playing with a lighter in his hand. His sight was not on Bo Jiu: "This is the last time, did you choose Li Mengran or the national competition? "

Bo Jiu didn't hesitate. In fact, she didn't know why the Great God suddenly asked, and answered very decisively: "National Competition."

Qin Mo heard the words and leaned over his head, saying one word at a time: "Then disconnected and prepare for the game."

"Okay." Bo Jiu put away her phone. She agreed not to Li Mengran's thing, but to tell herself to temporarily close it. This case did affect her too much, and she almost forgot to save it except Z. Nine, Bo Jiu, who has friends and family, has many responsibilities that she needs to bear. The most important thing is to win the national competition.

Qin Mo looked at the young man's face, his eyes darkened.

He gave him a chance to escape.

Only once.

In the future even this guy can't bear to be sad.

He won't be soft-hearted anymore...

It's time to tell each other subtlely, how bad the girl is, and it's best to find a boyfriend.

The third step in the break is to adapt.

Adaptation, of course, to find a reference.

There are a lot of young masters in solid colors.

But Qin Mo didn't want the teenager to see that straightforward.

First, I was worried that the teenager could not accept it, and second, I was worried about what the teenager noticed and hid him directly.

So, look for those that are ambiguous.

Qin Mo's eyes sank, and he turned around without any trace.

Bo Jiu raised an eyebrow: "Mo brother, where are we going?"

"A big." Qin Mo's voice is very weak: "I haven't played games in school for a long time. This point cloud tiger and Lin Feng should have no class. We will play a group.

Bo Jiu heard the words and came interested: "I heard that the two people are in a dormitory, shall we go directly to the dormitory to catch them?"

Qin Mo yelled, and could not see any signs, but the corner of the mouth with a nice lip shape faintly had a rising arc.

As a high school student, Bo Jiu still wanted to go to the university dormitory. After all, he had very little experience in his previous life.

As a national capital, A University has no more trees than other universities.

Some buildings are even older than some newly-built universities, which also symbolizes its long history.

When A freshman arrived at more than four o'clock in the afternoon, it would be particularly lazy and quiet.

But today, the opposite is true.

Ever since Bo Jiu and Qin Mo stepped into campus together, the screams in their ears have not stopped.

The blame is that these two people are too eye-catching.

Even if Bo Jiu wore a black mask on his face, it was hard to hide his handsome body.

Not to mention Qin Mo, as he walked, his fingers moved slightly, sending messages to Yunhu. The handsome and abstinent profile had no idea how many photos were taken.

The person who originally played basketball on the basketball court also wanted to take advantage of Yunhu's rest and throw a three-pointer to make the school girls cheer. He didn't expect him to throw the ball out, not even anyone watching him.

Big home is watching the audience area, what the hell is this!