National School Prince Is A Girl

Where did Lou Luo come from?

I heard it was picked from the roadside.

When is there such a high-quality handsome guy on the roadside?

Several women are worthy of being the worst in the industry.

If you are young, you probably really believe in picking people.

But at their age, they will be sane enough.

What is the origin of this "little milk dog"?

This is the first thought in their hearts.

Everyone brought a scarf.

Some little boyfriends simply can't think of it.

Before, when they heard Lou Luo said that such a "little milk dog" existed, it was not that he thought that Tu Lou Luo had money in his hands.

After all, they have been exposed to too much reality, which is basically the case.

But now they are a little uncertain.

Because of the temperament brought out by the other party.

It can be said that people who can eat soft rice and eat it so straightforwardly, but the aura is not weak at all, are few in this world.

Dyeing light has no taboo, but wants to speak directly.

The fortune teller behind him pulled her abruptly.

On a pure-looking face, it looks as if it has lost its blood color.

"How?" The dye looked back.

Fortune-telling Daxian seemed to be worried about being suspicious, and only said: "I'm not feeling well."

I thought this would not be discovered by the other party.

Because she really can't figure it out, this "Xiao Naigou" destiny of Lou's family comes.

This is incredible.

But what the fortune teller didn't expect was when she spoke.

The faint light over there came down.

That kind of casual gesture.

But at the end of the eyes can bring out the dark meaning that makes the back chill.

Fortune-telling Daxian's stiff body, inexplicable, she would like to ask Mr. Lou, why do you regard this person as a "little dog".

According to the truth.

A person without fate is either dead or demon.

But this person is not a necromancer.

Shadows, auras are there.

The more the fortune teller couldn't guess the other party, the more he lost his mind.

Especially as if the other party already knew who she was.

This made the fortune teller Daxian bite the bullet while still chatting over there.

He reached out and said, "Mr. Lou, you hold this."

Lou Luo's eyes looked at it. It was a pendant of a Buddha statue, carved out of sandalwood, but with a faint smell.

That's the incense that is often smelled in temples. Just by looking at the color, this Buddha statue pendant is essentially different from what is sold on the street.

"Isn't this the last time President Shang set you here?" Lou Luo didn't pick it up.

Fortune teller: "I'll help him get it again, you need it now."

Lou Luo raised an eyebrow: "I need a Buddha statue?"

Other people also looked over.

After all, they know the fortune tellers.

Normally, she gives Buddha images because there is something dirty next to each other.

Can it fall?

Bo Yin was only sitting there, and there was still a touch of evil spirit in the corner of his mouth.

It seems as if the topic we are talking about has nothing to do with him

But the fortune-teller who talked about this matter had scalp numbness.

"Then, this thing doesn't necessarily have to do anything for you, just keep it safe."

When she said this sentence, she subconsciously avoided the dark eyes.

Lou Luo is still considering.

Bo Yin, who was sitting on her side, stretched out her hand at this time. The white hand was like porcelain jade, and the bone was clearly caught by the Buddha. The smile was undiminished: "Your friend is right Just be safe. "