National School Prince Is A Girl

That's it.

Lin Feng probably understood what was going on.

No matter how silly, Bai Tian knows who this game is for.

Song Jiahe has always seen people speak human words, and hell talk nonsense, otherwise the Song family's business could not be so big.

When I saw someone coming up, I got up immediately and put the tea cup: "Lin Shao, busy man, standing at the door and doing something, come in."

Lin Feng walked in, after all, it came out of a compound, even though it is not what it used to be, but it is not how it is.

After the fall of the Lin family, Lin Feng had not seen these people, but also knew the difficulty of asking people to do things.

It's not like writing in a novel, how to mock you in person.

But friends who used to eat meat and drink together were suddenly no longer in contact.

He will avoid him during the party.

In some respects, he seems to represent a kind of anger.

Song Jiahe is the one who doesn't care about these things in the circle. Once a festive red envelope is available, it is not like today.

Lin Feng felt quite boring.

Those who have not experienced it should not understand it.

When you are prosperous, some are saddled.

When you have nothing, you will feel guilty if you know you.

But with Yun Hu, his Lin Feng's value is different.

When Lin Feng raised his head, his emotions were basically closed, and he walked over to sit next to Yunhu.

There was only one space left. He took off his trench coat, hung it on the chair, and knocked a cigarette out of the cigarette case on the table.

Song Jiahe's task is to get Lin Feng out, and he will intervene in the rest, fearing that he will disagree.

Fill up the tea easily and stir up the chat atmosphere very hot, just for the convenience of the two people talking.

Yunhu didn't turn around: "Angry?"

Lin Feng's tea-drinking hand paused and looked at him.

Yunhu looked at him with deep eyes: "I asked you, you don't come out, I had to change the method."

"It's dizzy." Lin Feng took a sip of tea: "You can't find me on the phone?"

Yunhu calmly still: "There is no atmosphere of conversation."

Lin Feng thought of Yunjia's tutor at this time, countless rules and regulations.

"Now there is an atmosphere of conversation." Lin Feng smiled: "After all, everyone will give you this face."

Yunhu could hear that it was unhappy.

But there is no way.

I want to see someone.

The man did not know whether it was intentional or unintentional.

It is not like hiding, but it is impossible to say anything.

If it is replaced by someone else.

Yunhu's methods have long been used.

It can be used by people like Song Jiahe.

It's not just the relationship of the Yun family.

It can be seen that Yunhu's usual behavior style.

But the other party is him

Yun Hu clutched the tea cup in his hand, and slowly loosened it one by one. His fingers were slender and his voice was very pale: "Thanks to the face I have to use."

Lin Feng did not speak. After all, he knew this kind of thing, and should not blame someone alone.

After all, there is already a gap between the two of them.

This is a reality that cannot be changed.

Yunhu didn't think so: "The Asian game is over. Are you planning not to return to the team?"

"Go back." I finally said something to make Lin Feng warm up: "I will say before leaving, so that Feng Fox can find someone to replace me in advance. Isn't the team already recruiting new? Do you remember how the Feng Fox first tricked us into the Dimeng League? "