National School Prince Is A Girl

When I saw this scene.

The throat of the Qin Mo movement moved, and the traction of the heart somewhere reminded him of the time when he did not know when he reached out and could not grasp anything.

The headache is like a burst.

There is a voice telling myself.

His most important person is gone.

Deep in memory.

A small figure squatted on him, his hand on his forehead, and asked him very tirelessly: "Indifferent, do you want to drink water, I will not cook but I will pour water, you say you are How much is it, I admit that you are mine, I am rich and can give you."

"Stupid, shut up." He can ignore anyone, but he can't ignore the person who always likes to play the keyboard in front of him. His ears are red, and he is afraid that his illness will spread to her, but he is being held. It feels so good, he doesn't want to let this person leave.

Just reached out and grabbed the man.

Just beside him, this guy who has turned his world from the beginning as long as he is still around him.

But I don't know why.

The guy disappeared and never returned.

When Qin Qin’s teeth bite, he always felt that he had an illusion. After some things were smashed, the dark scorpions were restored to Qingming again.

It’s probably too painful, and you can only divert your attention in this way.

The blood of the mouth filled him and concentrated on the dawn.

Then he walked toward the thin nine, half-bend down the waist, single-knee on the floor, and then use his hands to force the teenager to hug.

After the magicians arrived, they saw this scene.

This group of people is the most understanding of the Qin desert.

The boss they know has never been so gentle.

No, maybe not just gentleness.

Those who are afraid of breaking their arms, carefully turned their heads and dropped the kiss on the other's head.

Never squat, full of pride.

At this time, it is the most unprepared posture.

The person on the boat also saw the kiss.

No one is talking, and the feeling of mixed feelings is surging in everyone's heart.

Qin Mo holding the thin nine stood up, turned around, the waist slightly curved: "Thank you."

Thank you two words.

Thank you for what.

Everyone present understands.

Thank you for pulling her up.

Thank you for your help.

Thank you for wearing a mask for her.

The girl standing next to her hand reached over her lips and choked and said: "We should thank her."

This sentence.

The teenager can't hear it.

The fingers seemed to have a sense of movement, and they moved a little, and they gripped the clothes of Qin Desert tightly.

Qin desert whispered, looking at the bleeding right hand, the voice brought a hoarse voice: "I'm sorry, I am late, hey, I will take you home now."

The rest of the people were unusually uncomfortable when they heard this sentence.

Because everyone knows.

In order to get here as soon as possible, the young master must be abolished.

Fortunately, this boy is good...

The fire is pervasive.

The rescue is still going on.

Twenty people, each one was taken to the shore.

The little boy looked at the back of the man who wanted to leave. He ran over and screamed at Qin Mo: "Big brother, this is for the little brother, waiting for him to wake up, crying, you Can give him this to eat!"

When Qin Mo returned, he saw the little boy holding a lollipop in his hand, for fear that he could not see it. He lifted the sugar directly over his head, and his black and white eyes were full of sincerity.