National School Prince Is A Girl

When I heard the tearing sound, Fan Jia’s heart was still in the dark, and finally solved this thing.

But when she saw something slipping on the ground, her face suddenly changed!

That is a photo.

The photo should have been taken with Polaroid and the color is very vivid.

In the photo, the sun is just right.

A little girl in a little tiger dress is rushing towards a little boy, laughing very nicely, like sugar.

The little boy was very cold and his expression was hard to describe, but he reached out and held the little girl’s waist, as if she was afraid of her own, and she was afraid that she would fall, even the mouth was slightly squatting, but not I hate it, but a little helplessness, with a soft and soft bottom.

It is easy to make people think of the ancient poem of China: "The first time, the front of the fold, the front of the fold, the horse rides, the green plum around the bed,"

In fact, this is not the subject of the photo.

It is a picture written in a beautiful body with a picture: "If there is a god, I hope that this idiot wearing a little tiger dress will be happy and happy throughout life."

It turned out that this amulet was not used to pray for himself on the day he asked for it.

For so many years, he is a baby who is not willing to leave, is praying for another person.

That moment.

Fan Jia hates it!

The first reaction is to destroy the photo!

But the long white hand, but she took her step, held the photo, let her lifted her foot, and stepped on his index finger!

The strength of Fanjia is great.

Being slammed like that can't hurt.

But Qin Mo didn't even blink at all, and Junmei's side face was silent in the faint glow. His eyes seemed to be only the little girl in the photo, and the fingertips slipped over her head. The tiger hat, what was in my heart, was suddenly melted, as if I could hear the sound of the lock being opened.

What he fears most is to lose this person.

The picture in the photo is like being given a sense of the lens, and the scene is followed by a scene that passes over his mind.

She rushed over and hugged him and said, "Indifference, how much is a pound, how much do you spend money to buy you?"

She refused to go back to her home to sleep, holding her small keyboard and said: "This is my favorite toy, I will give it to you, you will let me sleep for one night, just one night."

She is very obedient lying on his bed. It is hard to imagine that she is so troublesome and obedient. When she is always behind, she will come over: "I am holding, you don't want to go back to China, um, I mean. Yes, you don't have to be homesick."

He was ill, and even his grandfather did not notice that only she was holding herself, her eyes were red and she didn't cry, went to the family doctor.

After he caught a cold, he was afraid of infecting her. He deliberately put a lot of flower pots in the window, just to prevent her from coming again, but the gods could not stop the little tiger, and the face was black and had to be turned in. Expensively educated him: "Can't treat your little friends like this."

I found a reason to sleep with him. Every time I eat, I will pinch him what he likes. What he likes the next day, I will definitely see her bring it.

Even if the grandfather didn't know what he was interested in, she was very clear.

She smiled, her eyes were red, and when she grew up, she reached out and pressed him against the wall, his mouth slightly hooked.

Never been anyone.

It was always the idiot who used him as a girl when he was a child...

Fan Jia noticed the strangeness of the Qin desert, just wanted to speak, and tried to use the language to make psychological hints.

What she didn't think of was that she hadn't waited until she opened her mouth.

A bang!

A playing card flew over and scratched her face very sharply.

Fan Jia’s face was white, and he watched the man stand up slowly from the ground with a photo, and he even trembled with his eyes.

She does not believe it.

No one can unlock the key of psychological implied!

This is impossible, it is absolutely impossible!

But the coldness that emanated from the man made Wu Jia really feel what it is called fear.

His fingertips poker once again stroked her, this time cutting her wrist.

Fanjia has never been so close to death as it is today.

She looked out, he really moved to kill.

When the man came out of the light and shadow, Fan Jia already knew that she was finished.

Because it is no longer like the eyes of a person who is controlled by psychological suggestion.

Instead, he used to be, cold, abstinence, and high.

Fan Jia stepped back a few steps, so that he was not a **** for her, but a demon.

He looked at her gaze, there was no trace of temperature, and the cold was like the unintentional tone after he had dismantled her: "I want to imitate her, just because of you?"

At that time, Fan Jia almost had no way to get out.

It was because of this that she hated z more and thought of a lot of ways to let z die.

But that person has always been like this, the ghost is not scattered!

Fan Jia bit his teeth and took a deep breath: "I do so much because I like you, why don't you know how to pity me."

The voice of Qin Mo is very weak: "After killing people to take away other people's things, they also said that they are pitiful, oh, why should I give my pity to a person who is not even as good as a beast?"

Fan Jia reached out and grabbed his ear: "I just like you, I just like you, how can you say this to me!"

"Do you really want to say that you are innocent?" Qin Mo slowly turned his playing cards.

Fan Jia's hand: "Is it not?"

"You can go to **** and ask, those who have been killed by you, because you have people who can't sing, all innocent?" Qin Mo moved.

Another poker sound!

The other wrist of Jiajia was also cut.

She suddenly realized that her hands would be abolished!

"How can you be so embarrassed!" Fan Jia's face was distorted: "Why don't you just kill me!"

Qin desert eyelids stunned: "My hand only kills, and you, not worthy."

When Jia Jia heard the last sentence, it was like crazy.

But at this time, I don’t know what gesture Qin Min had made to the outside.

A group of plain clothes rushed in from the outside!

Reached and held her down!

Jia Jia struggled: "You have the ability to kill me and kill me!"

"Life in prison is more suitable for you than I killed you." Qin Mo side, cold in the eyes: "You can rest assured, you will not die, not even come out, you do not like to play tricks of drowning, Then try it out in prison."

Fan Jia heard the words and changed her face. She understood the meaning of Qin Mo. He wanted her to experience the feeling of dying every day. He abolished her hands and wanted her to have no resistance in prison.

Where is the prison, where it is simply eating people without spitting bones!

Probably, Jiajia is crying too much.

A plainclothes shook his head: "This is also very poor."

The Qin desert turned to the head and swept over here: "I think she is pitiful?"

"I think..."

I heard a voice rang from behind: "I feel that the murderer is pitiful. I feel that anybody is dead anyway. Why do you still let this person pay for it? I think it is not a harm to people. Oh, what is the difference between a person and a beast? Have the heart, understand that those who are uneasy in the Spirit of Heaven, and understand what is called blood and blood, if you really think that she is pitiful, then I will send you a blessing, I hope that the person closest to you will be thrown into the sea, and no one will do it for you."

The plain clothes blinked, and when I turned my head, I wanted to refute, but I found that the person who came was a uniform.

That is Tang Shao, he is still the same as before, smiling: "I don't know, now the people in the system just say a murderer for the deceased, there are many people who kill and kill, and there are also our Comrades, if you don't trust the life in her prison, you can clean up things today, move to prison, and take care of her. How good."

The plain clothes suddenly stopped.

After he looked at the side face without a little joke, the cold sweat soaked the entire back.

Qin desert stood opposite Tang Shao.

Both of them are looks like long-sleeved, but one is wearing a military uniform and the other is wearing a windbreaker.

In front of them, the means of the genius can not make the slightest.

"I still have something." Qin Moshou, the words are said to Tang Shao: "Can't go back with you."

He knew that Tang Shao reached out and licked his own eyebrows: "A few days?"

"After the Asian game." There is no change in the voice of Qin Mo.

Tang Shao raised his eyebrows: "You know that this case is my responsibility." If it is someone else, he should not be like this.

"To arrest me, in addition to you, who will pick up." Qin Mo's tone is like talking about the nature of the weather.

Tang Shao smiled: "Qin Shaoxuan said, I seem to be such a person who has fallen into the rocks?"

Qin Mo was careless, but his eyes were always looking down: "Dang Shao seems to have some misunderstandings about himself."

Such eyes certainly escape the eyes of Tang Shao, and Qin Mo is not going to hide.

"Forget it, it is the dowry that I sent z." Tang Shao moved to the left and let a road open. The same plain clothes all closed the guns in their hands.

Fan Jia didn't want to be put in jail like this. She would rather die.

Can be a good way to reincarnate.

As Tang Shao said, there are always people who want to do something to let those who are dying to let the people who are taken away and who are not fair get fair.

Of course, selfish people will always make excuses for themselves.

Turning black and white upside down, being good at lying, when you are young, you can say that someone else's things are your own in order to get attention. If you kill a person after you are big, you can live with peace of mind.

Anyway, long time, you can be forgiven.

Anyway, there are a lot of people who have sinned for them.

But the same.

In this world.

There will always be a group of people who know that they must be awe.

As Mandela said, if the sky is dark, then it will live in darkness. If you are consciously unable to shine, then crouch in the corner. Don't defend the darkness because you are used to the darkness. Don't be proud of your own embarrassment. Don't ridicule those who are more brave and enthusiastic than themselves. We can humble like dust and not twist like locusts.

The sky will always shine.

No matter how dark it used to be.

In the past, thin nine did not believe this sentence.

Because when I am alone, it is too difficult.

No one can understand what you are saying, and you don't understand what you are missing.

Later, there was always someone who, when she was sad, gently held her in her arms and whispered to her: "Are you stupid?"

Bo Jiu felt that she could no longer find such a person, and she was poisonous and gentle.

She thought a lot, pure white people, can't do the light.

Because it is too fragile, I can't stand the slightest wave.

Unlike that person, like the Kunlun Mountains, not only the lights, but also the shadow of the sun and the moon.

So, then, so much like it.

Boji knows that he has some confusion and his head is on the steering wheel. I don't know why it is still a little angry.

Just moving, I found that the door was opened.

Then there was a slightly cold embrace.

Thin Nine Miles does not open her eyes, but her nose is so good that the familiar mint tobacco scent makes her feel that she must be burnt, and that she will have the illusion of being held in her arms.

Or maybe she missed someone too much.

Thin nine told himself so.

The forehead was posted by a cool thing.

Then, holding her strength is a little tighter.

I haven't waited for her confused thoughts to sum up what it is.

The most familiar voice came from the ear: "Thin little nine."

Ok? Is calling her name.

"Are you stupid?" Qin Mo is born with his own anger. Since he has recovered his memory, of course he knows why she has made such a high fever. She is half-shaped and measured on her forehead. It is hot by such a temperature.

The thin nine eyebrows are wrinkled. When she doesn't want to get sick, she is also called a fool. What's more, is it really a big god? It’s impossible to think about it.

Think about it this way, it’s going to move.

But someone took her step by step, held her hand, and trapped her whole person in a warm embrace, as if she was afraid that she would be frozen, pulling her hand and directly stuffing it. In his clothes, the palm of his hand was stuck on his skin, and his fingertips were not cold.

Thin nine did not see the face of Qin Mo at this time.

I don't even know that Qin Da, who is high above, is warming her in this way.

The person who knows all this, only Lamborghini black, it really did not look at it, and let it not think that the big devil usually looks cold and no smell.

In this way, the owner will be warmed up in this way.

It’s cold outside now.

Pick up the person's hand directly and stuff it into your clothes.

Just to make the owner feel a little more comfortable.

Hemp, now even it believes that this devil is really love for its owner.

It is indeed true love.

Because of the vagueness, there was a sentence, light, very light: "I'm sorry."

To the reader's words: the memory is restored, the text is about to end, the first one is the desert nine childhood, four more, Ann, um, love and love you very much.