National School Prince Is A Girl

The voice didn't know whether it was because it was so close to the ear.

There was sand in the low, very magnetic.

Lou Luo didn't know if the young people were like this.

Every word seems to melt into the heart.

Direct people simply have no way to refuse.

The temperature in the car is difficult to drop.

The lingering feeling, when he hugged her horizontally, put it on the bed, and fell down to kiss, everything seemed like a dream that did not want to wake up.

Only this time, Lou Luo understood.

He didn't like her and his gifts of value.

Lou Luo is a little bit unthinkable.

The next day I also asked friends specifically.

Only got a reply.

"Two possibilities, either the ambition is too deep, what a car is, economic analysis, and you can get more things if you go on for a long time. If that is the case, such a boy is also smart and calm. I'm angry, or I like you too much. People talk about feelings with you, but you talk about money with people. You, who you really are ... Wait a minute, he is not happy about talking to him about money? "

Lou Luo yelled, did not speak again.

Simply communicate directly.

Sent a message in the past.

"I'm giving you the car, are you upset?"

There was a quick reply from there: "Before I realized its purpose, it was a bit, Mr. Lou, I can't always keep me as a pet, but I am your boyfriend."

Lou Luo thought about it and pressed the words: "Is there anything else?"

"Other?" Bo Yin lay on the bed, reaching out with one hand, grasping the faint sunlight, and his eyebrows were twisted. Without her, the sunlight became more unpleasant.

Lou Luo signed a document with a pen, and then was free to reply: "Other things you don't like."

"A lot." Bo Yin sent a voice and came down deliberately, as if he was abandoned by the owner: "You eat with other men and keep me waiting at home, I am not in a mood to sleep."

Lou Luo paused: "There is no way to avoid commercial entertainment."

Sure enough, this answer.

Bo Yin continued, his voice sloshing: "It's an hour to watch other people play games."

This is indeed wrong. After knowing the silver-haired boy, she has been searching the opponent's game video.

I didn't think there was anything in the game before, but since I knew the man of Spades z, every time I saw a teenager playing three times in the game, Lou Luo would inexplicably want to laugh.

Playing games is so handsome, but there is also a cute feeling of a tiger.

I don't know if it was her illusion.

"It's still a reward in that man's live room." Bo Yin said here, the voice was more casual: "She didn't seem to start broadcasting."

Lou Luo chuckled: "I really like jealousy."

"Je jealous? Hers? Not at all." Bo Yin said, glancing at the pillow in the living room, his eyes pale: "I want a pillow in the future, I can take a picture and make a pillow Let you hug. "

Lou Luo listened to his words and had not spoken yet.

"Forget it, let's take a picture and make a pillow for me to hug." Bo Yin felt more and more intense light, and finally his eyebrows twisted and moved, and his voice was low: "You are not, Sleeping is boring. "

When Lou Luo's white fingers stopped, he coaxed: "I'll go home earlier today."

"So obedient." Bo Yin smiled, and suddenly became angry all around: "Take you to Milan tomorrow to see your little male god."