National School Prince Is A Girl

"How?" Realizing the pause of Lou Luo, Bo Yin dropped his eyes.

Lou Luo recovered only now: "Nothing."

Said this on his mouth.

But I can't deceive myself.

Why is there such a picture in her mind?

Louluo is a group company. His thoughts have always been calm, and he is still there today.

Some things are not suitable at this time.

The dinner did not arrive late.

After the team members go back, they have to rest well.

After all, it is not at home.

The jet lag is sometimes uncomfortable.

When he was about to leave, Bo Jiu was standing under the street lamp, leaving people cleverly: "Tomorrow is the first game, a little nervous."

When I heard the word nervous spoken from their mouth.

Mr. Bo, who was standing on one side, was holding a black umbrella with one hand, and a sneer could be seen faintly in the corner of his mouth.

Bo Jiu didn't care, and his eyes were black and clear, forcing her to obey: "I want people to watch me fight."

Lou Luo remembered the picture just now, and his eyes fell on the light-bearing mole of tears, thinking about whether to put the work away.

The voice came again: "I'm afraid of losing, and after losing, there will definitely be a lot of people laughing."

This is probably the most unreliable word Mr. Bo has heard in so many years.

Fear of losing?

Their nine masters are really the same trick from childhood to big, they will be in front of people

Psyche Louluo watched the video of the young boy's game before, remembering the scene she lost, standing in front of the screen, her head was half drooping. When she didn't say a word, she still felt a bit bored.

Wearing black high-heeled boots, she reached out and touched Bo Jiu's head: "Relax, many people will accompany you tomorrow, and I will go to the scene."

"Then I'll wait." Bo Jiu smiled, and he was awkward.

Lou Luo said, "Okay."

Bo Jiu is no longer haunting people.

A pair of eyes looked at the two backs walking into the street.

After a while, I turned around and hugged Qin Mo's waist: "I knew they were fine."

"I knew it." Even the strength of holding people increased, and even the voice was a bit rusty. No matter what mood she is in now, no one can feel the same.

This is the picture that she hasn't even dreamed of dreaming for so many years, and it just appeared in front of her.

The corners of Bo Jiu's mouth were half-curved, and he was really happy, and some of them were unreal.

Qin Mo let Bo Jiu hold him, and his beautiful face looked more tender in the night.

He stretched out his hand and put it on the back of Bo Jiu, stroking it again and again.

It was like he was coaxing her to sleep as a child.

He didn't go to mention Bo Yin and Lou Luo looked like they were not old.

Those are never the most important.

The important thing is that they are still there.

the other side.

Two people walking in the street, the diamond-shaped snow fell.

Bo Yin opened the umbrella in his hand, holding it close with one hand.

Lou Luo passed his eyes, his eyes fell on his tear mole: "Our daughter also has a mole of tears?"

Bo Yin didn't answer the question: "Do you remember?"

Lou Luo did not answer directly, but said again: 'When will you take me to see her?"

"It seems that I haven't remembered it yet." Bo Yin smiled, with some evil spirits: "No need to hurry, she does have tears and moles."

Lou Luo heard it and said, "Tell me more."

"What?" Bo Yin looked sideways.

Lou Luo raised his eyes: "About the daughter ..."