National School Prince Is A Girl

However, after talking to Yunhu, Fu Jiu made more certain things.

That is no longer a cyber attack under the eyes of the gods.

The reason why she has not been dismantled now is because the **** did not pay attention to her before.

Even Yunhu, who doesn't like to talk, only Lin Feng, who is in her eyes, notices that she is different from before.

The gods must have been aware of it...

Fu Jiuguang went on, and sure enough, he could no longer use the means to check the registration information of the Great God.

Go to sleep.

Fu Jiu told himself so.

The Great God should just be angry that she confessed to the opponent.

When she smashes that screaming tomorrow, she can prove her innocence.

At least she can tell everyone that she didn’t bend...

Also in the north, the smog in Lincheng is not less than that in Jiangcheng.

Qin Mo stood in the newly opened room and reached out and pulled the collar.

When he picked up the glass and looked at the traffic to the people at his feet, the first time he found a room with floor-to-ceiling windows would be so empty.

Empty makes people feel bored.

bored?

He would never have had this feeling before.

But now it just doesn't mean to do anything.

Probably because there is one less teenager who owes lessons.

The Qin desert had a point on the head, so the fingers were pinched and not pumped.

Anyone who sees his current appearance will feel the domineering taste of men.

Only when he looked out the window, his fingers did not move, and when the broken hair was laid down, he gave a kind of **** desolate that could not be said.

Qin Mo reached out and bounced the cigarette.

When I walked to the bed, I accidentally bumped into the mask that was always in my trouser pocket, and the light was another.

The mask can't be said to be special.

Very ordinary, pure black, without any pattern.

But the touch, but still let the cold in the Qin desert scorpion warm a little.

That guy is not completely unconscionable.

Obviously a lazy look, who cares about who comes, but makes people feel very comfortable.

When I was depressed, I always pulled my head and a few silver hairs stood up. The guy didn’t notice it.

That guy... When Qin Mo found that his face was constantly showing up in his mind, the heart suddenly numb, and the feeling was very light.

It was so light that even when the phone rang, he quickly put this feeling aside.

The caller ID number on the screen is familiar.

Qin Mo put the phone in his ear: "Hey."

"Son!" The person at the other end of the phone is in a good mood: "Would you like to play tomorrow? How? Do you want your mother to give you popularity in the past."

Qin Mo turned and lay on the bed: "No."

The two words that are not flat or not, let the caller pause, according to the character of the son, this time will definitely say, where is Mr. Qin, let him manage you, do not come out to provoke journalists.

But today...he said quietly, no need?

The elegant shadow paused, and the person behind him was more than a pause gesture. Then he carried a long skirt and walked over to the mirror: "Son, what happened to you today? Is the voice so low?"

"Nothing." Qin Mo said that he would like to hang up the phone after finishing these three words.

The shadow behind him was early, and immediately stopped his movements: "You must be unable to sleep when your mood is so low, right? How are you so quiet on that side? The pillow you used to sleep with?" "