National School Prince Is A Girl

With that voice coming out.

The window automatically rolls down.

Black people have no way to go if they want to go.

After all, the only way is blocked by the other party!

He could only turn his head and looked towards the Lamborghini.

The dark black car windows rolled down.

A young man with broken black hair, rendering a few strands of silver and grey, stretched out his arms, and a slender finger still had a black ring, and the corners of his mouth were half-curved.

The most striking thing is the mole of tears in the corner of her eyes.

The others are black.

But hers is red in the black.

Unreasonably more flamboyant beauty.

This is Bo Jiu's true 18 years old.

Obviously a girl, but she is a mess.

This does not seem to have much to do with hairstyle.

It is the temperament revealed by this person as a whole.

In fact, black forces are famous in this film.

Many circulations in the Tao are done by them.

This old town has gathered all the people you can imagine.

Thief, liar, fraudster.

Each one is hard to tangle.

After all, these things are also about craftsmanship.

Negroes love groups and have a great voice, which is related to their bloodline.

Don't think it's all good, or don't think it's all bad.

This is related to historical issues.

Music talents and fighting talents go hand in hand.

The first three living here, thieves, scammers, fraudsters, generally see black people detouring.

But let the black people detour ... this person in front of him.

"The weather is really good." Bo Jiuman raised his head casually and looked at the dark night sky.

If anyone sees this scene, they will definitely think it is a classic.

Fifth Avenue, the night is just around the corner.

Fenghua teenager, light lips.

As if you can see the wind moving.

This is Z's eighteen years old.

I am my own way, unbridled and mysterious.

Probably because there was no one to control her or get used to her anymore.

Therefore, there was no light in his eyes when he was a child.

On the contrary, the black is a bit heavy.

Obviously smiling, but it is easy to think of the devil in the comics.

The black people can't go, they are all blocked by her in the corner, although it means friendly, but you talk about it, it is dark, how do you see the weather is good!

However, this is everyday.

Black people know that to deal with someone, they must insist on not changing their face.

as predicted.

Bo Jiu felt bored. Once the steering wheel turned, the tail was turned into a bustling street.

The black people were relieved, really ... after this guy moved in, they couldn't pretend to be gangsters!

"The route has been revised again, master, where are we going today?"

The system fluctuates with layers of waves.

It ’s smart little black, but it ’s because of the influence of the owner at this time,

The voice is deep and evil, and it doesn't sound decent.

Bo Jiu curled his hair with one hand: "It's still early, the nightlife has just begun, just turn around."

"Ok." Intelligent Xiaohei automatically turned on the music, speeded up the gear, and quickly left the car that was in front of it behind the car.

Bo Jiu squinted, smiling slightly: "Take out the information about today's prey."

"Yes, my handsome master."

Bang

The 3d screen changed from a road map to a picture.

Xiao Hei's voice is very slow, as if it is in concert with the music: "Smith, 57 years old ..."