National School Prince Is A Girl

He is starting to think now.

It is not a good idea to promise to bring a boy here.

Qin Mo tried to distract himself again.

In order to avoid it, he couldn’t help but grab the boy and leave.

Suddenly, I don't know why.

I hate girls very much.

Any girl close to a teenager looks so unsightly.

Even Han Susu is the same.

And Qin Mo is very clear, many high school students in adolescence like this type of girl.

Dressed up beautifully, it will be spoiled...

Does his brother like it too?

At the thought of this, Qin Mo has sunk with the dawn.

Jiang Zuo also realized what he was looking at.

I saw the incomparable eyes of Qin Mo, staring at the side of the boy, and some of them were not like him.

That kind of gaze...

I don't know why, Jiang Zuo's heart snorted.

It should be that he thinks more.

Seeing Qin Mo’s expression does not change his eyes.

Jiang Zuo Xin Dao, definitely he thought more.

It’s just that Qin Mo’s possessiveness is strong from a young age, probably because he can’t see his younger brother who has been recognized as someone else’s...

Fortunately, Bo Jiu did not wait much with Han Susu. After finishing the incident, he walked over and smiled at him: "What do you want to listen to?"

Looking at the clean and harmless face, it seems as if it has been scattered by such a light.

Qin Mo first played the cigarette butt, and said: "You still sing?"

Bo Jiu smiled: "I am the current school grass, how can I win without any connotation." In fact, when she was Z, her disguise identity was the resident singer in the bar, of course she was about this. Will not tell the great god.

"Then please ask the current school to sing what you are best at." The chill of the eyes of Qin Mo dispelled a lot.

The current four words of school grass are stalking.

Because once the school grass, it is Qin Shen.

Some even predicted that no matter whether it was in the past few decades or in the next few decades, there is no school that can understand Qin Shen.

Until the emergence of Bo Jiu...

The campus network also held comparisons between the two people.

The more the comparison is, the more powerful it is, the more directly it becomes the CP building.

Bo Jiu feels very interesting, but I don’t know if the gods will see more and more people say that he is bent, what expression he will have.

When the singer was stationed, Bo Ji sang a lot of songs.

Looking at the person who sat on the sofa and started to protect her from the beginning of the meeting, the finger slipped and clicked on the new song of Mayday.

Bo Jiu’s singing posture is absolutely professional. The finger is supported by a vertical microphone, sitting on a high chair and smiling at the corner of his mouth.

Unlike Qin Mo, Bo Jiu’s dress is always in line with the night.

The cool leather jacket with white jeans, silver hair and black earrings, no one would have thought that Bo Jiu will be a girl.

Because she is sitting there alone, the whole person seems to be generating electricity, handsome and exciting.

Han Susu’s eyes were already obsessed. When the boy’s unique voice was sown, it made her eyes inseparable.

However, the eyes of Bo Jiu are looking at the Qin desert, it is very lazy sunshine.

"I want to write you a song and want to raise a cat.

Want to go back to each scene and slow down each table.

We are building a castle at the corner of the child and the adult.

We are so good, so good to be mad, like to find lost twins for many years..."