National School Prince Is A Girl

The dampness of the micro-strands was obvious. Although not a lot, it didn't feel right.

There was still sweat on his forehead, which was not very painful, but it fell so badly.

There was a piece of ice on the lower abdomen.

Whether it was before or now, as soon as I came to this, Bo Jiu would seem to be cut off half his life.

So much so that Chen Xiaodong thought his young master was having a fever, and he asked, "Do you want to call a doctor?"

Bo Jiu sat on the sofa, holding a cup of hot ginger sugar brown sugar water in his hand, his voice was lower than usual: "No, how is it going?"

"Everything went well." Chen Xiaodong paused and said: "I'm afraid the Han family will be reluctant."

Bo Jiu put the brown sugar water down and pressed his fingers on his lower abdomen. His voice was faint: "Instruct people to come to my house, and the Han family will give me the reluctance."

Looking at the teenager with a light attitude on the sofa, Chen Xiaodong always felt a trance.

Although it has long been known that the young master is different from before.

But can a person's change really be so big?

It's like two people.

It seems to have noticed Chen Xiaodong's gaze. Bo Jiu turned his face and raised his eyebrows. "How?"

"No, it's nothing." Chen Xiaodong thought it might have been stimulated by the previous events, otherwise let's say this person, not die in silence and die in silence. Master is definitely after death, and suddenly realize that he will be like this again!

Bo Jiu smiled and didn't speak again. She knew that Chen Xiaodong would have doubts.

No matter who is in this family, the more she contacts her, the more she will notice the difference between her and the past.

Han Susu should never be wrong, and should not instruct those people to come to the Fu family.

Such a person, she did not want to care at first.

It's not worth her shot at all, let alone the national competition now.

At that time, she might as well practice her hand speed.

But someone refused to give her this peace.

Bo Jiu glanced at the time on the clock and counted it. The Han family should have started looking for someone.

As expected, another fifteen minutes passed.

Bo Jiu's cell phone rang.

The teenager lowered his eyes, slid his fingertips away from the screen, and answered, "Old White."

"The Han family started to move." The voice over the phone was very weak: "The other party notified the media, intending to expose you."

The teenager laughed: "Do the powerful people really think that they can continue to be lawless without having to bear criminal responsibility after privately breaking into houses and vilifying and hurting people?"

"Probably." These two words are heavily mocked.

The teenager smiled: "Then let them eat well this time and learn a long lesson. I heard that you have a lot of evidence of bribes from the Han family."

"Yes, but it's expensive."

The teenager's thin lips slightly hooked: "It just happens that the one thing I don't lack is money."

Hackers are generally not very poor.

Moreover, she is still a family.

Nine accounts, one of which is enough to buy an island.

It is enough to buy some evidence of the Han family.

"Yes, but you have to be careful." Bai Qianye closed the document, and the suit was straight: "The Han family and the Qin family are friends."

Bo Jiu's eyes were very deep: "I'm never afraid of the Qin family."

Bai Qianye poked the pen into the pen holder and stood up. His eyes were deep and deep: "There is no one in Jiangcheng who is not afraid of the Qin family. To be honest, do you have any identity other than a high school student?"