National School Prince Is A Girl

Just when Lou Luo was thinking like this.

The teenager shouted again: "Mommy, I have finished signing. Do I need to do anything else?"

Those eyes are dark and beautiful, and there is a mole on the tail.

Once the evil spirits had faded, it looked like a tiger.

Zhao Sanfa was about to vomit when he was listening, and his expression was especially tangled.

I couldn't bear it anymore. I dragged the boy to the side and lowered his voice: "Lying trough, little spade, are you possessed by a ghost?"

Bo Jiu only glanced at him: "Sign your word."

I wipe Le?

what's the situation!

What the hell is going on with this kid!

Bo Jiu didn't go to see the fat face that had been lost. After pushing the person away, he looked at Lou Luo and said, "You can hug it."

As soon as this sentence came out, the girls in the team covered their mouths excitedly.

"Can you hug?"

"When did this happen?"

"It feels a little unreal."

Lou Luo was also somewhat unexpected.

Zhao Sanfa is even more an expression that you want to die. Have you forgotten your home's ambition?

I saw that the teenager had reached out and hugged the woman president who was so beautiful.

Large-scale derailment scene.

You are afraid that you will be educated by your family!

Zhao Sanfan has been able to anticipate what will happen to this guy for a while!

Because Qin Mo is walking towards this side.

Qin Mo, in a black uniform, is still talking about something with the people around him.

As the captain of the China Team, he was also responsible for the lottery order.

The team manager is telling him details.

As Qin Mo approached, his eyes were already looking at the direction of the teenager.

When his eyes fell, his fingers stopped, and his eyebrows tightened slightly.

Standing in this position, Zhao Sanfa can feel the chill inside.

Poke the teenager's back there.

Bo Jiu didn't look back, sniffing the taste lightly, and the arc of the corner of his mouth was more obvious than usual.

She raised her eyes, but the person who looked at was no one else, Mr. Bo who was holding a black umbrella in the crowd.

There was a trace of evil in the smile on that beautiful face.

Mr. Bo raised his black umbrella, and after watching the sun showing signs of setting, he closed the umbrella handle and squinted.

Bo Jiu didn't care what her father's face was, and said there: "We will sign after a while and there is a dinner. Are you convenient to go with us?"

Thank goodness, Little Spade finally stopped calling Mommy, but are you kidding me?brothers!

Take dinner with fans?

Zhao Sanfa didn't want to say anything anymore. Why didn't he see it before? Little Spade was a guy who looked at his face.

No, it's not right, it's money.

This temperament is so different from the rest, with a commercial beauty all over her body, it must be very rich.

Really, speaking of it, is it true that Little Spades has a good opinion of the president.

Just look at the Qin Xinji she was looking for to guess.

Zhao Sanfa couldn't control it, he simply let out the way and gave Qin Mo, who had already approached, enough space.

Fans in line have already seen Qin Shen, and are all coughing.

The face in front of him still had a noble temperament, slightly cold and indifferent.

He walked toward the pocket with one hand, only to look at the teenager's head.

With the free hand, he grabbed the teenager's back collar, and then pulled it back. The voice was lukewarm: "Mrs. Qin, did you forget that you are a family man?"