National School Prince Is A Girl

"What are you looking at?"

The movement of the teenager is too obvious.

The attention of the Qin Desert will of course be dispersed.

Fu Jiu came back later: "I always feel that someone is watching us."

"You have a good intuition." Qin Mo's voice is very light, it sounds like an ordinary brother is boasting his brother.

Fu Jiu was praised, of course, happy, just want to talk about her views.

But the next sentence of the Great God is a set: "How is this good intuition cultivated? With a simple campus environment?"

It is really impossible to relax the vigilance of the Great God every moment.

Fu Jiuchang sighed and sighed with his left eye. He was very handsome: "It was practiced in the school. The teachers in one of them liked to look inside from the back door and look inside. My intuition was also good over time. Indigue, as a student of Xueba, you can’t understand that we want to send a WeChat or read a novel when we are in class. How do you dare to take out your mobile phone after watching the six directions? This must have Good intuition can be done, or it will be swept away, the mobile phone will be confiscated, and the teacher will call the office to talk."

Qin Mo listened to the explanation of the boy, and the scorpion faintly lifted it.

Fu Jiu knows that no matter what, this reason should be said to move the gods a little bit.

However, the Great God is always unexpectedly direct: "It seems that you are very experienced, how many times have you been talked about, and you have summed it up?"

Fu Jiu:......

She just seems to have misunderstood something.

The mood of the great **** does not seem to be getting better.

"Time is not early." Qin Mo glanced at the hanging clock on the wall, and looked at the stupid players there: "All return to the hotel, there will be new arrangements for tomorrow's trip."

"Ah? Yes, Captain!"

Lin Feng, they even responded with a slow half-shoot.

After all, the dialogue between the captain and the little spades always feels strange.

It seems that only those two people can understand it, and the rest of them have a cloud of face.

And... the captain is really different for the little spades!

Since Qin Mo said that he wants to go, of course, the glass can not be strong.

She smiled and wanted to send the Dimension team.

But when Fu Ji went to the machine at the door.

At the foot of the sudden, something is crossed.

If it is not Fu Jiu’s quick response, good skill, and change to someone else, I will definitely be there.

Qin Mo was walking in front of Fu Jiu. After hearing the sound, he immediately withdrew and took the boy to the left side. Then, the cold sight was directly on the right side of the culprit.

It was a Tokyo man with a three-pointed face and a handsome face. He also had earphones on his head, rendering a golden hair, his eyes were deep, and the bottom was black.

This is a phenomenon caused by frequent ups and downs.

The legs he stretched out are definitely not unintentional.

Because of that posture, it is full of provocation: "The team that China came to?"

That person is talking in Tokyo.

Not all players can understand.

But Qin Mo and Fu Jiu know.

The man stood up and looked at Fu Jiu: "You just played well, right, I forgot, you can't understand the Tokyo dialect... boss, come and help me translate."

"No." Fu Jiuyin is very light: "I understand."

The authentic Tokyo Chamber let the man stunned, and then the sinister smile opened: "Since this is no longer good, you should be the Shonan team? I am Sakura first class, we look ahead to see who is the real team. How about the newcomer Wang?"