National School Prince Is A Girl

Bo Yin did not answer the question: "You seem to rarely send a circle of friends?"

"Huh?" Lou Luo raised an eyebrow.

Bo Yin smiled and reached for her phone from her pocket, her voice slowly: "Look up."

Lou Luo did not understand some young men's thoughts: "what ..."

The words are not finished yet.

A kiss fell on her side.

Then, just listen for a click.

The two were in phase at the same time.

Bo Yin seemed to be a non-smile: "Should you tell everyone that I am yours, just take this picture and wind up your circle of friends."

Lou Luo's circle of friends is like her, except for commercial matters, there is little other content.

After all, employees and partners are there.

However, Lou Luo chuckled, took the phone, edited the content and sent it, there are three words on the picture, my people.

One can imagine how much surprise this caused by this circle of friends.

Almost immediately after Lou Luo finished sending messages, his friends sent a message: "Kiss Qian Lou, listen to me, that little wolfdog in your family, he is really not simple! In this way, the entire business district will say you are in Jinwo Zangjiao Support young men, and ... "

The following content, Lou Luo did not read, she only turned her head: "satisfied?"

Bo Yin reached out and hooked her long hair behind her ears, her thin lips raised: "Very satisfied."

A friend is right in one sentence.

Little wolf dogs, like to swear sovereignty.

Lou Luo smiled and looked along his black umbrella. On the big screen is the event that will start tomorrow, and the picture stopped on the teenager's face.

Ruffy, lazy, evil.

Black headphones on her hair.

Those bright eyes can almost reflect the light.

It seemed that she had seen such a scene a long time ago.

Only, at that time, sitting in front of the computer was a very small one, shaking the tail of the tiger ...

Bo Yin also noticed what she was looking at. On one side of her figure, the night seemed to get deeper: "Go back to the hotel?"

Lou Luo yelled, it was clear that his thoughts did not pull away from the teenager.

It was late at night.

Street lights outside the hotel.

The bat fell and stopped on the man's shoulder.

"The host is not a chat tool that doesn't always like humans. It seems that for the wife, everything can be done."

Bo Yin shifted his eyes, and the red light moved slightly.

The bat immediately advised.

Bo Yin whispered: "Prepare Shuhua to Qin Mo's room."

The bat was confused: "Give flowers to Qin Shao?"

He would n’t be wrong.

Bo Yin chuckled: "Our nine lords have been very possessive since childhood."

Bat: ... Are you retaliating for the young master who has just quarreled with your favor?

Of course such words as servants will not be spoken.

Sending flowers into the hotel is not a big deal for them.

It's just that Qin Shao was very strange since he was a child.

They dare not come close.

It was okay when there was a young master.

Without Young Master, they even felt that Qin Shaohui had cut them off in one shot.

Qin Shao should not bring a gun this time.

The host really gave them a task that they least want to complete.

this day.

The hotel monitoring is very strange.

A piece of white flowers didn't record any pictures at all.

Just after dawn.

Qin Mo's bed had an extra handful of roses.

Bright and beautiful, there is also a confession-like card on it.

Wearing a war suit, he slender fingers swept over, but only raised his eyebrows.

Over there, Zhao San-Fang put his hands together and confronted Bo Jiudao: "Little Spades, the first day of the World Championship, it's really not something I want to pick out. Qin Mo is clearly derailed, otherwise why should I collect other people's flowers! "