The national school idol is a girl

Some cannot help but want their loved ones.

But he rested his head on her shoulder, as if he was avoiding her on purpose.

Extremely reserved.

Then he pushed her, his eyes still a little unstable: "Let's go."

that's all?

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows, slightly dissatisfied.

He looked down at his fingertips.

I feel like it’s time to use the medicine poached from black brothers on a certain great god.

After all, we are going to Yarami the day after tomorrow.

Because what we have to face is a national competition.

Therefore, the training standards should also be unusually high.

In addition to ensuring adequate training, you must also rest well.

There is definitely no time for falling in love.

It’s hard to have a holiday today.

No wonder Bo Jiu has some thoughts.

I'm going home anyway.

Bo Jiu's thin lips curled up. After returning home, there would always be a chance for her to take action.

Qin Mo walked in front, as if the touch from before still remained on his waist. His deep eyes darkened again and again, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved.

in the hall.

Finally, there is no keyboard sound today.

Zhao Sanpang felt that Qin Xinji looked so arrogant today: "What happened to your shirt?"

Aren’t you always dressed neatly?

And he also said that if you can't even wear clothes well, you shouldn't go out and hang out.

Pay attention to the image. They are now the Yanguo team and they represent the country.

So even he stopped wearing flip-flops and was following the specifications.

What's going on with this guy now!

"It's a holiday today." Qin Mo's voice was very light.

Zhao Sanpang chuckled twice: "What does that have to do with your disheveled clothes?"

"Vacation is private time." Qin Mo glanced at him: "My shirt is wrinkled because I was teased by Jiu."

Zhao Sanpang suddenly froze.

Damn it!

Feed him dog food again!

"Then don't you sort it out!"

Qin Mo said slowly: "You don't have a girlfriend, so you probably don't understand. It feels good to have your girlfriend take the initiative to lift your shirt."

So you deliberately didn’t organize it!

Have you ever seen a couple in love like you?

It’s a girl taking the initiative to lift a boy’s shirt!

Little Mo Bei was standing next to Zhao Sanpang at that time, already carrying her schoolbag, with no expression on his fair face: "Fat God gets hit every time, why do you want to get together and be tortured by my master's wife? "

Zhao Sanpang: ...It’s really heartbreaking!

Bo Jiu laughed wantonly beside him and rubbed Mo Bei's head with his right hand: "Don't say that. After all, your fat man is the e-sports player with the most fans of his girlfriend. You have to pay attention to your image."

"Girlfriend fan?" Xiao Mobei frowned slightly: "The world is so strange, I thought everyone only cares about their appearance."

Zhao Sanpang was about to vomit blood: "Am I not handsome?"

"Do you want to hear the truth?" Xiao Mo Bei asked seriously.

Zhao San got fat!

How would he answer this rhetorical question?

But Luo Luo looked at it and laughed.

His eyes were also placed on the small figure, and then he raised his eyes to look at Bo Jiu: "It's a pity."

"Huh?" Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows.

When Luoluo smiled, her long hair hung down, she was really beautiful: "The dissolution of the Imperial Alliance is such a pity for bey."

"It's a bit." Bo Jiu chuckled: "But she will come back one day."

Luoluo glanced sideways: "Are you so sure? Doesn't she want to fight now?"

"It's okay if she leaves for a while." Bo Jiu said with a smile from the corner of his eyes: "It's too strong and easy to break. If we all leave and she is still playing professionally and only plays the assassin position, if she is jealous, her teammates will What to do if you sell her? She’s too young.”