The Blackened Male God Always Wants To Set A Routine For Me

Walking, Huo resigned and stopped.

Look at the pitch of black in front.

Behind him, Zhao Xingsheng rushed over.

“Hey, hey, what are you doing walking so fast? ”

When he was talking, he looked at Huo and said, "Don't move, I'm confused."

“What's wrong with you? Aren't you afraid of your little beauty waiting? ”

Huo resigned and threw the clothes at the car next to him.

Then unbutton the white shirt.

Zhao Xingxin looked at his motion and stunned for a moment.

When I was thinking about it, I heard the sound of the iron rod rubbing the ground.

Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da, there's footsteps.

It's not just one person listening to this footstep.

Zhao Xingchen shouted twice and took two steps backwards. He turned his head and found himself unable to retreat.

Follow the steps and stop.

Take off your coat and ask while you're at it.

“You're upset? ”

Huo Jiao's eyes dropped and replied lazily

“Should.”

“What do you mean, should? Aren't you messing with a little too many people?? ”

Zhao Xingxin said that he had taken off his coat and stood next to Huo Jie again.

After that, he hastily said,

“When I get out, I'll check it out for you. I'll definitely get you the grandson behind this. ”

Huo resigned and walked towards those people.

“That was after going out. ”

Saying, it's already on.

Of course, these things are naturally undetectable in the hall.

Souvenir sits next to a sofa.

Wait for Huo to resign.

At this point, two people came.

One of them had a large box with a golden medal on it.

Follow me. Sit in front of Su Xiang and smile.

“Hello. ”

Su Yan, look who's here.

“Hello.”

Follow me. One of the men stretched the big box of all four to Su Yan's side.

“Draw a prize and see your luck tonight. ”

Su Smoke did not smoke immediately, but looked at the words on the box.

At this point, the people next to me began to explain.

“There are a lot of good awards in here. As long as you have this luck, I'll give it to you as soon as I get it! ”

Su Yan reached out and pointed at the prize prize.

“Porsche 911? ”

“Mm-hmm. Every year we have a prize for prom. That's the pressure shaft.

But there are more than 5,000 lottery tickets, and there are no more than 500 of us in the hall.

By now... no one has won the first prize in about six years. ”

Su Yan finished listening, doubtful

“Really? ”

“Of course!”

“We're a big official event. What's the point of not giving? ”

Another student adds up

“That is, we are not so discreet. ”

Su Yan, listen, reached out and took a ticket.

Scrape it off.

I watched it for a while.

One of them asked.

“Hey, did you win the prize? What kind of prize? ”

Su Yan raised his head,

“It doesn't say much about the prize. ”

One of them listens. Talk.

“Thank you for joining us. After all, there are so few awards.

Everybody's having fun. ”

As I was saying, Su Yan raised his hand.

“But there's a little car painted on it. ”

Under the lights, the pattern of a red sports car stands right where Su Smoke scratches open.

For a moment, they were both quiet.

Su Smoke, look, they don't talk. Ask.

“Is that what it means to be hit by a car? ”

One of them stared into his eyes and grabbed one of the tickets.

Take it in your hand and take a closer look.

“This, this... ”

Follow me. Stand up, both of you.

“Little beauty, wait, let's go first. ”

They ran towards the door and didn't know what to do.