National School Prince Is A Girl

"Captain, Bo Ximing has news."

It was night, and the Carly team sat in front of the computer and looked back.

Liuli stood up: "What did you say over there?"

"What else can you say." The man smiled and couldn't tell the smugness: "All of them are as expected by the captain. Bo Ximing wants to let the bloggers get rid of the Confederate more than they do, and let us continue to send them. These posts, tomorrow, will happen to the entire e-sports circle."

Glass drooling: "In this way, Bo Jiu is really finished."

"Whoever manages him, the captain, I know that you are soft. You think about it. If it is not Bo Jiu, will we be so nervous with the Dimension? When he is gone, we can slowly repair and strengthen the League. The relationship between."

The glasses heard the words of the players, as if they were convinced: "Well, that's all."

In fact, the person who came up with the idea was her.

How could she be soft, but she still has to do it.

There are still three days, the national competition.

Taking advantage of this time to drive Bo Jiu out of the Confucius team, the timing is just right.

A newcomer to the network is too strong.

Even such a reason does not understand, but also call the competition.

The glass is low and sinking, what is the Qin peach CP, it is time to end.

That man is not her, nor should it be anything.

The night outside is getting thicker and thicker.

The mist is almost synonymous with Jiangcheng.

Han Feng really can't understand his sister.

Yesterday, I was still arguing that people were careful. Today, I said that I must ask Bo Ji to have a meal. One is to apologize, and the other is to thank. If it is not because of Bo Jiu, she does not know what it is like to be bullied. .

Han Feng also wants to find opportunities to sit down and talk with Qin Mo.

Now the youngest sister of her own is soft, even wrapped around him, he does not call, Han Susu is upstairs.

Han Feng shook his head. First, he handed a letter to Qin Mo through Jiang Zuo, saying that it was necessary to bring Bo Jiu. Their brothers and sisters personally apologized.

When Qin Mo answered the phone, people stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked down at the lights of almost the entire city.

"Qin Mo, are you still there?" Jiang Zuo couldn't get a response for a long time, and thought that this matter could not be discussed.

Who knows the Qin Mo side, the voice is very light, he opened his mouth: "I am going to Bo family to pick up the guy, you say a place."

Jiang Zuo hanged the phone after reporting the address, and vaguely felt that his friend was not quite right today.

It’s just that it’s not quite right, and he can’t say it.

Qin Mo took his gaze back and thought that if he suddenly appeared in the Bo family, someone would look at the lollipop and the thin lips could not help but hook it.

Secretary Liang looked around.

It’s been a day.

Qin always seems to have not laughed.

It’s because I’m going to blog, so is this expression?

Really not that he thinks too much.

But Qin is too obvious!

Mainly, General Qin, have you gone to the Bo family, have you considered the acceptance ability of the Bo family?

When Secretary Liang sees that their president wants to go, the subconscious will have to keep up.

The indifferent abstinence of Qin Mo, which is lined with a straight suit, is surrounded by a black cloak on a black windbreaker. It is like a blood-sucking aristocrat who often appears in foreign movies. His skin is fair, his eyes are deep, and he turns back. Come, I took a look at him.

Secretary Liang was stunned and silently retreated.