National School Prince Is A Girl

Jiang Zuo saw it, smiled at the Qin desert here, whispered: "Susu is this girl, it is estimated that it is your brother, so I don't want to think about tea, I will be ashamed to answer it. Not to mention, these two people are similar in age and fit together."

"Is it right?" Qin Mo's thin lips are still rising. He seems to always look like this. Whether it is in the mall or in the usual meeting, there is no change in the beautiful side face. The children of the troops.

But this time, Jiang Zuo felt that he was a little bit different, but if he didn't let him say it, he couldn't tell where it was different.

Just inexplicable, the temperature around this week seems to drop down several times.

Is it that the heating here is not so good?

On the other hand, Han Susu is still expressing his remorse, and I hope that the teenager can look at himself.

Even if you can see it at a glance.

In the end, she finally got her wish. Bo Jiu lifted up and said only one sentence: "You should thank Mo Ge."

Han Susu felt that the boy was very hot, especially when he thought of his appearance in front of him, and his heartbeat began to be irregular.

She automatically ignored the reason why the juvenile shot to save her.

Anyway, the other party is forgiving her.

Han Susu smiled and happy to enter the elegant room with Bo Jiu.

Although this meeting is also a place of entertainment, it is not so noisy, but a lot of wine.

Outside the elegant room, you can hear the sound of the piano. Inside the elegant room, you are going to sing and steam and eat. It belongs to a senior private club.

As soon as he entered, Han Susu took the boy and sat on the song: "Let them chat with your brother, what do you want to sing? I will help you."

Bo Ji looked at the big **** and saw that the three people seemed to have something to talk about, and there was no past.

Qin Mo was sitting in the dimly lit place, lazy and abstinence, the tie had been pulled away by him, and he was on the side, his eyes unconsciously looked at the pair of boys and girls who had sang songs.

The head gave himself a cigarette, as if it was the only way to suppress the inexplicable sullenness of the chest.

There was no reason for that boring, and there was a trace of infiltration, and as the singing voice over there overflowed, it accumulates more and more.

In order to dispel this irritability, Qin Mo turned his head and focused his attention on Han Feng who was talking.

"Susu is a gimmick, I can't manage it anymore." Han Feng glanced over and smiled. "I have to make this call. It seems that I don't just know that I am wrong, it is so simple by your brother." The hero saves the beauty, and even the personality is gentle."

Qin Mo did not speak, raised his hand and drank the wine in the cup, and the light was a little heavy.

It seems that only in this way can we suppress things that are getting more and more uncontrolled.

It turns out that some things can't be suppressed.

Han Susu was not a stable master. He sat there laughing and asked what time Bo Ji likes.

Qin Mo even felt that the sound was a bit harsh.

Some people have said that Miss Han Jia has a good voice and sings very well, but she does not want to enter the entertainment circle, and the Korean family will not allow her to enter the entertainment circle.

Qin Mo also felt that her nephew was good.

But today is not the case.

Especially when the teenager turned his head and went to her lips.

The fingers of Qin Mo holding the cup began to increase the strength...