National School Prince Is A Girl

It is the same.

Both the texture and the color of the brand are exactly the same.

It was only the one that Qin Mo took out was given to him by someone.

The one discovered by Zhang Wei was the time when Z appeared, and when he and Z played against each other, they were taken from the face of z.

Qin Mo never believed that there would be any coincidence.

The speculation that was originally immersed in the depths of my heart, like the exact confirmation, was opened to the tip of the iceberg.

That always feels familiar with the style of doing things.

The same hacking technique, then there is convergence, but the first time I met in the game, he will notice that person, because someone's approach is very similar to z.

And... it stood in the dark, the hand dyed the blood but the eyes glowed.

It is desperate to give some people a voice.

Those who are not in the eyes of the stinky look, the dazzling camouflage technique, which clearly feels gentle, but when the low voice goes, the corner of the mouth slips.

These are all features of z.

He knows it, but he doesn't want to admit that she is z.

Qin Mo stood there, his fingers slowly tightening the black mask in his palm.

Zhang Wei still doesn't know what happened.

It’s just that she saw the young master for the first time. The face of Zhang Junmei obviously fluctuated emotionally.

The pair of scorpions swayed sharply at that moment, and did not know what happened.

It was at this time that the three people who had discussed the upstairs discussion had walked down.

Thin nine legs long, is in the forefront, from waking up to find her indifferent thin nine, after seeing the slender figure, the eyes are bright, laughing and screaming: "Mo brother."

At that moment, the international director even had an illusion, how do you always feel that the teenager has a tail behind him?

Moreover, the impression that the teenager gave him was always the bad smell in the evil spirit, or the unruly and unruly, or the mysterious smile with a sense of fog.

It has never been like this.

How to describe it?

Little loyal dog?

This must be his illusion!

However, this illusion did not fade with the passage of time, because the silver-haired teenager did not say that he went straight to the man, and the other voices were accompanied by other emotions: "Meng Ge, what are you looking at?"

Zhang Wei just wants to talk.

Qin Mo looked at the other side, then pushed the drawer inward, and there was nothing in his hand. When the waist was straight, there was no trace of the side face: "Nothing."

Thin Nine picked up his brow and did not continue to ask questions about this issue.

Because as long as I saw the face of the handsome, there is only one thought left in the heart of Boji, and this person will be **** by her. When the time comes, the **** will be particularly angry.

However, she will also be awkward.

When she arrived at the house, she asked the housekeeper to do more delicious food for the gods.

Um... She remembers that her pet likes to read books since she was a child. Before going back, let the housekeeper grandfather buy some books. Otherwise, there is really no cultural atmosphere in her place.

Also, freshly ground coffee.

This is her.

It is the skill of the great **** that is a problem.

In order to avoid two people being unhappy.

She has to prepare a little medicine.

The more I think about it, the more I think it is.

Unlike her, she likes money.

Great God can't buy with money.

When I was a child, I did not do the second thing.

Study it, there is something that the Great God likes.

Thin nine think seriously.

Qin Mo took a look at her at this time, and did not mention the mask, but as if nothing had happened, she reached out and took the boy over. Putting the other side's hair up, the voice is very light: "Hungry?"

"Yeah." Thin nine laughed again.

The international director was shocked by the silence, and then looked at An Ying, and the meaning seems to be saying, so you don't care.

After An Ying, I smiled gracefully and explained everything.

The international director also understood, and then went to see the two people get along.

The teenager really likes to follow behind the man, and still says something in his mouth, such as: "Meng Ge, I want to eat meat, I have recently been particularly licking meat, I didn’t know why at first, then I thought about it, I should It is a long body and needs to make up the meat."

The side of the Qin desert, like the unmoving look of the distance between two people: "Which day do you not lick the meat? Also use the long body to cover up your nature."

The teenager smiled, didn't talk, and hanged a lollipop: "It's spicy, the beef is hot and delicious."

It turned out that Qin Mo went into the kitchen and was adjusting the seasoning.

The international director was shocked again. After all, the friend of this son, he had known before, from small to large, indifferent and courteous, but not everyone can approach.

At that time, he did not think that he would dig this Qin boy.

As a result, Qin Xiaozi only gave him a sentence: "I am not interested in acting, but I am very interested in film and television investment. In this respect, I can cooperate with the director."

At that time, Qin Xiaozi was only 17 years old.

In small grades, there is an ability to control the audience in general.

This seems to be related to the birth, and it seems to have nothing to do. It is really expensive...

He couldn't think of it, and he would see who this person made the seasoning.

When Qin Mo picked up the bamboo chopsticks, he looked at the juvenile again and lowered his eyes with something that could not be seen.

The thin nine was seen inexplicably, his eyes stunned, and the tears in his eyes were bright.

Qin Mo used bamboo chopsticks to stain the spices in the wooden bowl, and naturally handed it to the lips of the teenager.

Thin nine went over and tasted it. The cat’s blink of an eye: "It’s delicious."

Just after saying this, Bo Jiu realized that she was holding the wrist of the great **** and getting close to the posture of the taste. It seemed to be too intimate. After a pause, she looked at the direction behind An Ying, only After seeing An Ying and the director have sat down, the two are talking about something, it should be that they have not noticed this.

Thin nine has tasted the second bit and can't be wasted.

Qin Mo looked at the tip of the tongue that the teenager had explored. The light was deep, but this time he did nothing, but after putting the bowl down, he refused this layer of intimacy. The voice was very light: "I am going to make a call, you guys. Eat first, don't always eat meat, I will let Zhang Wei stare at you, no vegetables, and write a physical paper."

Thin nine: ... The Great God always takes physical threats to her. This is too uncomfortable. Forget it, whoever makes the great gods handsome, says everything right.

However, is she thinking too much? I always feel that today’s great **** is more peaceful than the one that can’t be said.

The alienation is very subtle, like a layer of fog, making people not really cut.

Thin nine holding a bowl of seasoning, watching the back disappeared at the door, the chest is inexplicably a little sinking.