National School Prince Is A Girl

"It sounds like you haven't talked about it." Coco squinted.

When two people are together, it is hilarious.

Now Uncle Yin has gone out to play, and the matter of them naturally falls on Rao Rong.

However, compared with Uncle Yin who would cook noodles for them, Rao Rong was already very violent. The magazine rolled up and knocked on one person, still laughing: "Can you give Yaoyao a happy trip?"

"It really hurts." Coco guarded his head. "I'm not smart anymore, who to find."

Rao Rong organized his clothes: "Find your parents to inherit their property."

coco: ... Can you stop talking about this topic?

Rao Rong chuckled, raised his hand and gave the prepared thing to Xue Yaoyao: "Pill pack, Department of Healing, you will be useful when you come to school."

"You play a mage, and you come to reality, and you need a medicine bag." Coco doesn't vomit back, really, there is no way to prove his existence.

However, coco is not enough to play.

Looking at the excitement in front of him, Xue Yaoyao knew that even if some people left, they would not forget each other in their respective fields.

When we were young, we were always anxious to grow up.

I thought that when I grow up, all things will be able to solve by myself.

I won't understand until I really go to college.

The road underfoot is never simple.

There is separation, there is darkness, there are unexpected encounters, and there is a future that cannot be seen even if you raise your eyes.

But even so, you have to go on.

This is Xue Yaoyao, who has come out of nowhere and started to greet the life of the university.

Before leaving, she met someone who liked Jiangzuo before at the high-speed rail station.

The man said lightly: "The Emperor League is disbanded, I see who else is holding you."

Xue Yaoyao looked at each other, his eyes were getting darker and darker, and when he reached a certain point, he didn't even say a word, and just pulled the suitcase and passed the person by.

There are too many feelings, and some people don't understand it, so they simply won't talk about it.

In her heart, Dimeng never disbanded.

only one.

There is no substitute for existence.

The young man with a wicked smile can remember it as soon as she closes her eyes.

The way to eat hot pot, the arc of the lips when playing games, and the darkest place to stand, even if you lose, the light in your eyes has not been extinguished.

Seems to tell everyone.

We can make a comeback.

Xue Yaoyao looked away and looked at the scenery outside the car.

Like it will never be qualitative.

Xue Yaoyao knows that soon, there will be new teams coming out, and people's preferences will be placed elsewhere.

But, in the same way, she also believes that for some people, Dimeng is a memory in her heart.

"she left?"

In the car, Jiang lowered his head to the left and hit his broken hair, covering his eyes, making people unable to see emotions.

The butler looked at the young master who had no spirit today, and sighed: "Yes, Miss Yaoyao has got on the bus."

Jiang Zuowen said that the slender hand seemed to be tightened, and then loosened again, and the throat joint seemed to move a bit, with a little difficulty: "Go."

"Okay." The butler drove the car.

Jiang Zuo took out his mobile phone and transferred it to that avatar, and eventually did not send you a message wishing you good luck.

But when he saw that Qin Mo decided to live abroad temporarily for his certain person, his eyes flashed.

Called my professor: "Hey, teacher, it's me, um, the thing you said last time, I want to ask if there is a big c, it's not, it's not an investment, it's I want to go."