National School Prince Is A Girl

The thin nine is still operating the finger of the game character, and the face is the face. His eyelashes are very long and very embarrassing, because his movements hit her face, and the good looks are not like real people.

It didn't take long for this kiss.

Fortunately, the teammates around are focused and playing games, no one has seen it.

In fact, some people have seen it.

The opposite of Rao Rong just ended the game, and when he looked up at the time, he bumped into this scene.

However, he was not Lin Feng, and he only smiled and smiled. He continued to start the second game with the smoke.

If it is before.

He is really hard to imagine.

The high-pitched, all-in-one cold air-filled Qin Mo will fall in love with anyone.

After all, when he knew him, the other party was a teenager who only acted according to his own preferences. Indifferently, many people had headaches.

No patience is certain.

For those long-looking female anchors, there has never been an eyelash.

No matter how enchanting, it seems to be standing in front of him even if he is stripped.

He is also the face of the mouth with a sneer, like a smile.

Now it seems that when you talk about love, you still listen to gentleness.

Rao Rong mouse lightly, officially entered the next set.

Thin nine listened to the sound of the keyboard in the ear, and then saw that after he kissed himself, the thin lips with moisture, the heartbeat was followed by some instability.

However, the great **** is not a god.

When it is not open, the beauty is like a fairy.

An opening must be prototyped: "According to your opposite, the pro is finished, now open your mouth, let me see."

"What to look at?" "Thin Ji said this, still doing it, watching the expression of the Great God, if she is not obedient, she will throw her out through the window.

Qin Mo's own self, when he saw the red in the center of the scorpion, a pair of deep sly squats slightly.

really.

"Meng Ge?" Thin nine raised his eyebrows. At first he didn't quite understand what he was looking at.

Until he stepped out, he didn't know who had a mint candy, stuffed it in her mouth, and lazy tone: "If I say a word, I will unload the game."

Thin nine realized that he was distressed by her nephew, that the corner of his mouth could not be suppressed and he wanted to be upturned, but not too obvious.

Otherwise, he would be smug by the great god. He only sat there for a while, then he moved again. He leaned over and kissed Qin Qin’s ear: "Meng Ge, thank you, the sugar is delicious."

The hand of Qin Mo playing the game, forgot to go to fight the injury, was actually shot dead by the tyrant.

When he pulled out of the guy's breath, there was a little more on the screen.

“Is my assassin a sleepwalker? Was it killed by a tyrant?”

"An assassin can't even kill the blame. I always feel that this game is going to be awkward."

"Well, my mind is broken, how can I fight?"

I noticed that this is like brushing something. If I didn’t go into the game, I would look at it, but I was raised by Qin Mo, blocking the body shape to be explored. The tone was sloppy: "You go to me." Pour a glass of water."

"Is there not here?" Thin nine doubted the water cup next to his hand.

The national costume that was shot dead by the tyrant was the first to play wild, and it didn't look: "It's cold, I want to refresh myself with a cup of hot tea."

"Well, I am going to find the housekeeper grandfather." After the thin nine went out.

The Qin desert, which was resurrected from the spring pool, once again swept into the wild area.

This time not only killed the tyrant, but also took the opposite adc.

Suddenly, the situation in the game has changed.

The teammates who won a game were a little embarrassed.

Since his family played so wild, how was he still killed by the tyrant?

Not only the people here, but even the opposite enemy is asking.

Qin Mo only moved his finger and returned two words: "Network card."

Therefore, people who play games are a routine. No matter what happens, there is a million-year excuse to use it. That is the network card.

However, only Qin Mo’s own heart is clear, what happened in the moment.

Will he be affected by a prey to this point?

The Qin desert sank into the sink and did not speak.

Next, he did not give a chance to someone, see her to explain, just stuff a sugar in the past.

Look at the way the person's eyes are shaking.

Qin Moxiao laughed, and clearly wanted to let him personally feed her sugar.

It’s not easy to get tired of staying with each other.

But by the early hours of the morning, the shoulders were still somewhat unbearable.

The weather outside is already very cold.

Thin nine looked up and glanced at Yin Yin. "Is there a room, let everyone go back to the room to sleep?"

"Just here." Yin Wuji smashed the ash: "When sitting in front of the computer, I feel that the winning rate will be higher. I think everyone thinks so, me too."

At the end of the day, Yin Wuyi leaned back: "It's just fine, my heart is steady."

Bojiu understood the feeling he said, and smiled slightly with a slight bend in his mouth.

Yin has no more medicine and opened his mouth: "Small captain."

"Hmm?" Thin nine raised an eyebrow.

Yin has no medicine to know that this time, basically sleep.

I can't hear the conversation between the two of them without sleeping.

"Continue to play, it is not good, just wear women's clothing, what's the matter? You can change it."

"I promised to congratulate me... I mean I promised my mother, I won't fight." Thin nine heads: "And now there is no room for me, no me, as long as the gods can get better, the Dimension can still win the championship. I have seen the comments on the Internet. It is not that aspect that has an impact on me. But there is one point. I don’t want you to be so hard to win. When people talk about it, I am a man or a woman. The people are unfair. The most important thing is that I don’t want any black spots in his God’s record. Do you know Yin Dashu? That person should stand on the altar and be clear and white. Clean."

Rather than being like this, a small anchor can diss him.

When you come up, you say that because of who and who, even playing the game will not work.

Being treated as the most dangerous person by the people over there.

These ones.

He should not have experienced it.

He should be held in her hands.

Whenever.

After talking about this sentence, Bo Ji looked at the window again, and the reflection in the curtain was the light of an entire city.

Nobody knows.

How did success come about?

Maybe no one cares.

When these people are tired, they can just glimpse on the keyboard, and they can sleep with their eyes, because of what.

Want to win.

I want to win too much.

Want to prove yourself, prove teammates, prove the team.

And how can she become a stumbling block for everyone at this time.

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