National School Prince Is A Girl

That's it.

Lin Feng probably understands what is going on.

Stupid white sweets also know that this is for the sake of who is jealous.

Song Jiahe has always spoken to people and talked about ghosts, or the Song family’s business is not likely to be so big.

When I saw someone coming, I immediately got up and put the teacup: "Lin Shao, busy man, standing at the door, do it quickly."

Lin Feng walked in. After all, it was a large courtyard. Even if it was not the same, it was not what it was.

After Lin’s decline, Lin Feng did not see these people, and he also knew the difficulty of asking people to do things.

It's not like writing in a novel, how to mock you how.

However, it was a friend who used to eat meat and drink together, and suddenly all of them were not in contact.

He will avoid him when he meets.

In some ways, he seems to represent a kind of suffocation.

Song Jiahe is the most indifferent to these things in the circle. There must be a holiday red envelope, but it is not like today.

Lin Feng felt quite boring.

People who have not experienced it should not understand.

When you are prosperous, there are people who are behind the horse.

When you have nothing, you will feel embarrassed when you know you.

There is a cloud tiger, and the value of his forest wind is different.

When Lin Feng looked up, basically the emotions were almost the same, and he walked over and sat next to Yunhu.

Only one position was empty. He took off his windbreaker and hung it behind the chair. He knocked a cigarette out of the cigarette case on the table.

Song Jiahe’s task is to let Lin Feng’s appointment, and the rest of the matter he intervenes, fearing that the person will disagree.

Filling up the tea with your hands, the atmosphere of the chat is very hot, just for the convenience of the two people.

Yunhu has not turned around: "Is it angry?"

Lin Feng’s hand drinking tea paused and looked at him.

Yun Hu looked at him with deep eyes: "I am dating you, you don't come out, you have to change one way."

"It's really dizzy." Lin Feng drank his mouth: "You look for me, can you say it on the phone?"

Yunhu is still calm: "There is no atmosphere of conversation."

At this time, Lin Feng thought of the family education of the Yun family, and countless rules and regulations.

"There is a voice of conversation now." Lin Feng smiled: "Whoever has to give you this face."

Yunhu heard that it was not happy.

But there is no way.

I want to see someone.

The man did not know whether it was intentional or unintentional.

It’s impossible to say that hiding is not hiding.

If it is replaced by someone else.

The means of Yunhu have long been used.

Can make people like Song Jiahe use it for them.

It is not just a relationship between the clouds.

It can be seen that Yunhu usually acts in style.

But the other side is him

Yunhu squatted in the cup in his hand, and then slowly loosened one of his roots, his fingers were slender, and his voice was very light: "Thanks to the face, let me use it."

Lin Feng did not speak. After all, he also knew this kind of thing. He should not blame anyone alone.

After all, they have begun to have a gap.

This is a reality that cannot be changed.

Yunhu does not think so: "The end of the Asian game is over, are you planning to not return to the team?"

"Return." Finally, let's say that Lin Feng can warm up: "I will say before leaving, so let the foxes find someone to replace me in advance. Now the team is not already recruiting new ones? Speaking of this, you Remember how the fox was cheating us into the League?"