National School Prince Is A Girl

I never thought that a teenager would give such an answer.

Qin Mo's eyes were sinking.

Bo Jiu didn't realize the changes. First, it was after the screen, and secondly, all her thoughts were now on the next question to deal with the great god.

What Bo Jiu did not expect was that the Great God did not continue to ask her anything.

This is good for her.

Just a little bit.

So many games.

Bo Jiu already had a basic understanding of the format.

In the national finals, Dongying team will attend as guests.

She and Hoshino are likely to be at that time ...

"There are so many people you like."

The lowness in his ear interrupted Bo Jiu's thoughts again.

And it doesn't seem to praise her.

"I am more philanthropic." People with black history can't afford to hurt.

Qin Mo's voice was very weak: "The fraternity has become a confessionist. It's really amazing. I'm going to learn from the wall. Do you need to give you a roster?

Bo Jiu: ...

Who would write the black history into a roster of rosters, which is well-known?

The Great God is simply poisoning her again.

In the following chat, Bo Jiu also found that the language of the Great God is more lethal than language.

In the end, he slowly remembered the names, and each name was the object of her confession.

Bo Jiu assured: "These are the past tense."

"Oh? I'm on your past list?" Qin Mo asked casually.

Bo Jiu heard the words and smiled evilly: "Mo brother, you can rest assured that you will always be in the present."

"Really?" When Qin Mo smiled, his voice seemed to be hooked: "Since this is the case, do you want to bend it to me."

At that moment, Bo Jiu paused.

However, she soon returned to normal.

The Great God is really getting more and more irritated now.

She almost made a move.

"Brother Mo, this kind of joke can't be casual."

Qin Mo looked at the young man on the other side of the phone, and while talking he took apart a lollipop and put it in his mouth. The handsome and arrogant look really seemed to make a joke of his words.

It's good to be a joke.

Because Qin Mo realized a problem after exporting.

This kind of thing is best to speak face to face.

Unfairly speaking, no one can ensure that someone will run away overnight after knowing that he is serious.

Qin Mo plugged the headset and changed the topic: "Is there any problem in the game."

"It's nothing right now." Bo Jiu didn't intend to tell God what happened that day, mainly because it was not necessary. After the game was over, she would get back the same.

Qin Mo glanced at Bo Jiuyi, and saw that the teenager's eyes were a little red, and his brows were wrinkled: "Go drip eye drops."

"It's dripping again." Bo Jiu muttered, the god was really stricter than He Honghua's.

Qin Mo put down the glass and said only two words: "Go drip."

It is really not convenient for a person to apply eye drops.

So Bo Jiu could only open one eye, close one eye and Great God video.

I have to say that the voice of the Great God is really good to hear a hypnotic magnetism.

At the beginning, Bo Jiu was able to listen to what he said, and gradually his eyelids sank.

So Bo Jiu didn't know that after she fell asleep.

The person at the end of the video, even during the meeting, never forgot to look at her.

The pampering in that glance.

Lieutenant Zhang standing next to him looked a little shocked.