National School Prince Is A Girl

Suddenly.

There has been a long haze dissipated from deep inside.

The day I retired from Luoluo.

There is a kind of weakness in Zhao Sanfa's heart.

The first master of national service, but in that way

It seems that except for themselves.

No one can understand what the Golden Triangle means.

For those who watch the drama, as long as the script is the same type, you can like it.

So it doesn't matter who left.

But for him.

That is falling.

Just fall.

How many people will come out in the future is not the Golden Triangle.

Zhao Sanfan took off his apron and his eyes were deep: "I ask you a question, why don't you deal with those people, it shouldn't be difficult for you."

Bo Jiu's side eyes, with light at the end of his eyes: "I dug a hole and let you jump. Will you jump?"

Zhao Sanfan blew a tooth flower: "You make it clear."

"I said, did you take other people's likes too much." Bo Jiujunmei's face, with a light smile: "Some people like you today, they will like others tomorrow, you are not very clear, you and Xiao Shen retired together, just ca n’t keep up with the current model. Some people are more suitable than you. They understand how to take every step, so this happens. I really jumped in and helped others icing on the cake? Fatty, some Like, they like themselves in the process of pursuing themselves, so they will find similar people to like while saying that you cannot be replaced, which is too normal. If you use these things to restrain yourself, how can you still wave The mouse under you? "

Zhao Sanfa's eyes narrowed a little: "So, how about we still take some people."

"Fat Master." Bo Jiu's eyes were deep and deep: "Have you ever seen" Animal World "?"

Zhao Sanfa: "That movie?"

Bo Jiuxie Cheng smiled: "Manga, the battle we should fight, we haven't finished it yet, we may lose one day, but we have kept the way we want to defend, not because we can't take some people, we don't want to become People like them. "

Zhao Sanfa shook all over, and his eyes lifted slightly: "I'm back."

"Good." Bo Jiu stretched his waist: "Finally, the task is completed. It's really eloquence."

Zhao Sanfa: "Your eloquence needs exercise? And why did you come to me? Qin Xinji, this should be his responsibility."

"Is it different if he comes?" Bo Jiu's voice was loose: "Anyway, everyone else is mine."

Zhao Sanfa tweeted: "So, what about him?"

Bo Jiu's finger tapped on the palm of his palm: "Of course it was with other people ..."

In the afternoon, Jiangcheng.

"Click, click!"

The keyboard sound with a strong sense of rhythm echoed in the air.

It seems to be the same in any internet cafe.

Has a faint smell of smoke.

There is also the taste of instant noodles.

And from time to time burst out a sentence: "Dragon, dragon, dragon! They are playing dragon!"

Webmasters passing by will be startled.

"Again?"

"Really obsessive."

"Netmaster, send a bottle of Coke here!"

"Wait a minute!" The webmaster is a newcomer. He has only been to work for half a month, but he feels like their boss.

It really doesn't look like an internet cafe owner.

Sitting at the bar, smiling eyes, but in the next second, let you feel a different sense of oppression.

"boss."

"The boss hasn't come back, call me to act as the boss."

The webmaster coughed: "Acting boss, it seems that a lot of people have come online to fight heroes recently. Why is that."

why?

Rao Rong's fingers gave a meal.

because……