National School Prince Is A Girl

As a qualified housekeeper, the old man certainly noticed Xue Yaoyao’s mood changes. He passed the napkin very intimately and pushed the temporarily prepared dessert forward. The voice was very low: "The young master likes to eat the most. Paired with lemon tea will make the lady's mood better. "

This move surprised Xue Yaoyao's eyes.

Lifting his head, he met the gentle eyes of the teenager.

Now she finally knows why the Nine Temples are so warm. There is an old man, and the tutor is so subtle.

In fact, Xue Yaoyao thinks this is right, not right.

If Grandpa Butler knew, he would sigh a long way, proudly and helplessly said: "My young master's gentleman's demeanor is not a little stronger than the men outside, but I obviously taught her to be a lady course..."

This is a case of raising a crook.

But in the mind of the grandfather of the housekeeper, his young master has always been a rare treasure in the world.

Therefore, everything is prepared for everything, so that when he is holding the white cloth to wipe the tableware, Lin Feng can't help looking at this side, because the posture is too beautiful, this is the little spade from Where are the people dug?so amazing!

If Lin Feng is unable to hide, he always asks questions directly.

After listening to it, Bo Jiu said with a smile: "When I was a kid, the grandfather was there, but I didn't have such great ability to dig out the grandfather."

Who else can?Lin Feng's confusion cannot be Fu's family?

"Right." Bo Jiu put down the water cup in his hand and naturally turned the topic away: "Mo Ge's hand was cured. The surgery performed by the grandfather butler is now very flexible. It won't hurt when the wrist is twisted. You can rest assured. "

This news has not told anyone.

At this time was released.

Everyone on the table was stunned, followed by an unconscious smile.

Probably too happy.

Bo Jiu knew their thoughts.

In the past three years, this man has been playing games with hand injuries. For the overall consideration of the Dimeng League, he gave up the best jungler position and could not invade the enemy wild area as he pleased.

Probably because he was worried about the recurrence of old injuries at critical moments and lost the game.

He knew that Dimeng was inseparable from him, so even if the doctor gave him a two-year break before playing, he did not listen.

Because everyone knows what two years represent in the e-sports world.

For two years, those who say they like you will fall in love with other teams.

In two years, the golden age of an e-sports player is likely to pass.

In two years, Dimeng could not wait so long.

Therefore, whether it is Lin Feng, Yunhu, or even Feng Yi, they have a kind of guilt in their hearts.

Countless times I will think about it, if they can persist until that person comes back, they can retire after fulfilling that dream.

That person can also feel at ease to heal, not like this, which consumes all his talents and pride.

Many people do not understand.

When Feng Yi saw the man of spades z operating the game characters on the Internet, he was free to wind across the wilderness, what exactly did he feel in his heart.

Not just seeing the dawn of Dimeng.

At that time he was thinking, finally, finally such a shadow appeared.

Let that person come back.

Not as a group control of the Emperor League, but as the jungle of the god who made three thousand swords three years ago.