National School Prince Is A Girl

He is not selling it.

If it is not eaten, it will only be people...

Bo Jiu's fingers tightened, and the eyes sank with a little bit of it. It was like the darkness of the night, and it was difficult to calm down.

Things are more complicated than she thought.

And such things can't be scared.

What is the use of only one pest?

If you don’t take those buyers out, this will never end.

Bo nine used the QQ search function to search for the other party's QQ account.

The display on the data is scarce, only age and occupation.

It’s just that the single-professional column has made Bo Jiu’s smashing.

She sat there for a long time without moving.

I have the idea of ​​wanting to smoke.

There was no cover up. When I left, I got a box of Marlboro from the bar premiere.

Boji smoking is not like Qin Mo, and there is more than one kind of unrecognizable arrogance.

Especially when she is standing in an empty street, the kind of loneliness will be particularly obvious.

"It turns out to be like this." When Bo Ji spoke, he still took the smoke: "No wonder it will be so arrogant, it seems to be coming slowly."

Because this matter is likely to cause the case to be reversed because of the identity of the buyer.

So, before there is no definitive evidence.

The only thing she can do is to protect Li Mengran.

How can I make this look natural?

Bo Ji soon thought of a way.

Just haven't waited for her to implement this method.

The surname Yang actually took the initiative to find her.

"Bo Jiu, you come with me."

At the door of D class, his light was swept away, very serious.

If it is not clear about his inner, probably no one will think of him to the wretched side.

But in this world, who is not wearing a layer of disguise in life.

Bo Ji put down the tablet on his hand and stood up with a smile.

The voices of other students have stopped a bit, because no one knows what a class A teacher is looking for in their D class.

The surname Yang took Bo Ji into the office and pointed to the skateboard next to him: "Is this something yours?"

Bo Ji looked at that, as if he was carefully confirming: "It's like me, but I marked my name, there is no such thing."

The surname of Yang’s eyes: "Is it?"

"If the teacher is interested, I can bring it to you, my skateboard is in the classroom." This time. How could Bo Jiu be his own skateboard.

But as she expected, this surnamed Yang was very clever, even through skateboarding to confirm whether the person who appeared in the hallway yesterday was her.

Oh, if it is so simple, it will be discovered by the other party.

She doesn't have to do any hacking.

The surname Yang also looked at the student in front of him.

He knows a lot about Bo Jiu.

Actually speaking this sentence is a nonsense.

In the past, the people who dragged the school’s hind legs, somehow turned into school grass.

It is a sensation in the whole school.

He also read the interview of the boy.

I don't know why, from the bottom of his heart, he is not willing to make more contact with this boy.

It was just the appearance of this skateboard yesterday that he had to care about...

"It’s not yours." Teacher Yang soon laughed: "It is said that the national competition is about to begin. This time the score should be important to you. All the scores will be in my total. You have to be good. Come on, when the students are, it’s still simple...”