National School Prince Is A Girl

Three o'clock in the afternoon.

The top floor of the Qin Building.

Most of the members of the Democratic League team are watching their mobile phones.

"is this real?"

"It should be true. It is not wrong to see the photos of the little spades, and the action of the little spades is like a confession."

"I really can't believe that he has a master like this?"

"Wait a minute, the little spades should be the first one for our team to take off."

"Say good to be a monk together? Not happy!"

In that, only Yun Hu did not speak, and the light faintly looked at the contents of the post.

Fu Jiu is his kind, and he is unlikely to have a girlfriend.

But how can this be explained?

Feng Yi took the plan book and came in. He saw that the gang was brushing his head down and browed: "Don't hurry and practice the speed of the hand, so lazy and not afraid of being punished? Now it is not good practice, at night. Pure color celebrations are not without you."

"Fox, come over!" Lin Feng said a shoulder, he took Feng Yi to the side, and his finger opened the picture: "Look, it's not good."

Only the agents of the League of Nations are doing this.

Feng Yi tried to maintain the image of his intellectuals and reached out to push the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose. He said carelessly: "How strong can you..."

The two words of the world's best, he still did not speak, just grabbed Lin Feng's mobile phone, and the light was heavy: "When is this?"

"More than three hours ago." Lin Feng looked at the photo again: "It's a beautiful woman, still very pure."

Before Feng Yi did not manage the problem of falling inside the players. There is no such thing in them. It is best not to fall in love. Falling in love will lower the popularity.

It’s just that if the other party is Fu Jiu, it’s not the same.

After the masquerade, after the event, Feng Yi is really unclear what their Qin now is to Fu Jiu in the end:

"Do not tell Qin in advance."

Lin Feng wondered: "Why tell the captain? This is a good thing. I think about the little black peach confession so many times. No one was accepted. This time I was finally accepted. The other party is still a beautiful woman. The little spades were very handsome at the time, the complete Prince Fan."

His words just fell, and behind the seal, there was a familiar and good voice.

However, the voice was too cold at this time, and even in the ears it made people feel heavy.

"This is really a good thing."

The tone is too slow, but it seems to be an inexpressible oppression.

Suddenly everyone was quiet.

All looked up and looked in the direction of the door frame.

The Qin desert stood long and stood there, and there was no slight emotion on his face, but the pure black eyes seemed to be in a cold and chilly place, faintly emitting light.

Lin Feng didn't know why, only the whole body was cold.

It was not until Qin Mo reached out and took the cell phone in his hand. The coldness became more apparent.

Before coming in again, Qin Mo was still thinking about how to continue to bend the person slowly today.

After coming in, Lin Feng’s words were like all printed in his mind.

Coupled with this photo in the bar, the teenager smiled and stared at the girl, and the soft light in the bottom was so clearly visible.

The Qin desert was half squatting, and the long and thin eyelashes were laid down. His hand could not help but tighten the mobile phone, and a layer of white was everywhere at the knuckles...