National School Prince Is A Girl

"You, you..." Liu Zongming was really scared. At that moment, Fu Jiu looked at his eyes, reminding him of the animals crawling in the dark, and what Fu Ji said, simply let People are extremely scared, even if he is killed, Fu Jiu will not be responsible for any time.

Is he still a high school student?

They always want to fight and fight.

This person beats people and also eliminates the evidence?

After Liu Zongming thought about this, not only did he not feel relaxed, but the coldness of the back neck followed a little.

He discovered at this time that there would be no one passing by in this place.

It also means that no one will save him!

Fu Jiu is still a slow smile, long legs blocking Liu Zongming's only way, because it is both evil and handsome, it will make people feel oppressive.

Liu Zongming couldn't stand up even in the station, and stuttered there and explained: "Fu Jiu, I, we are all classmates. It is inevitable that there will be a little friction between the students. I am not right about you. I apologize. How do you say, we have to take the test later, late, late is not good."

Fu Jiu listened to his words and picked a good-looking eyebrow: "It is a good attitude to admit mistakes, but it is not a small friction between me and you."

Said, she reached out, silver hair micro-motion room, directly Liu Zongming's collar came over, Jun face pressure low: "I am deliberately whole me, isn't it? I want to let you go, you can. Take your mobile phone Take it out and call someone who instructs you."

Liu Zongming’s shocks: "What, what?"

"Liu classmate." Fu Jiu smiled slowly, his left hand gently patted his face: "I can have no patience with this person, do you fight, or not?"

Liu Zongming did not speak.

Fu and his nine not long-winded, my eyes right leg, pulling him to a beating is necessary.

Liu Zongming quickly straightened his hands and shouted in a hurry: "I hit, I hit!"

Fu Jiu smiled and threw him on the wall.

Liu Zongming knows that he can't escape. Fu Ji looks like this. If he doesn't call this phone, he can really kill him!

In fact, Liu Zongming’s body has been very painful. It’s so strange that after he was so stunned, he didn’t have any blood on his body. He could sell his current physical condition by pressing the finger on the screen. Trembling everywhere.

At the end of the phone, Fu Ximing is still strange, at this time Liu Zongming gave him a call.

He put the pen on the wooden table and pressed the shoulder to the shoulder. The voice was always proud: "Is there something?"

"Fu, Fu Shao..." Liu Zongming's breath sounded a little trembling.

Fu Ximing’s brows were all frowned: “Where are you? How is this talking?”

Liu Zongming just wanted to speak.

Fu Jiu knocked on his wrist and smiled and opened his left hand, indicating that he handed the phone to himself.

Liu Zongming did not dare to refuse.

He found that Fu Jiu Tiansheng, who was born to come, had a scary ice cold, even though his mouth was laughing, his eyes were dark as late at night, empty and empty.

Liu Zongming trembled and put the phone in the palm of Fu Jiu.

Fu Jiu took it, a thin lip and a hook, the screen attached to the left ear, the right leg still maintains the previous posture, the voice is chilling, very handsome: "Fu Ximing..."