National School Prince Is A Girl

Secretary Huang did not understand e-sports, but he looked a little hesitant when he looked at Lin Shentao’s eyes.

Rao Rong can't leave the squad, this is the only person who knows where the murderer comes from and probably looks.

What's more, the current arrogance is very dangerous. The other party is likely to kill people and take him out of the squad, and what will happen.

It was at this time that a buggy that did not come from the military area was parked beside him in a low-key manner, and then jumped down from the two special forces in camouflage uniforms.

When Huang looked at the looks of the two of you, he gave it a sigh: "How come you come to the city?"

"What is Huang said by the Secretary, we are human beings, not in the city, where?" The code-named magician came over and smiled evilly: "My boss wants us to bring a person."

Director Huang raised his eyebrows: "Who is this?"

"Rong Rong." The magician said, laughing: "The Yellow Bureau is not anxious, the personnel on the case is complicated, and there is a traitor. It is always uneasy to stay here. But let's not be so Humanized, he is an e-sports player. Whatever the reason, he should be allowed to see what he wants to see. This is the original words of my family BOSS, and there are fewer important witnesses on the side of the crime team. Of course, no. So handsome and handsome, let me stay for Rao."

Secretary Huang still wants to say something.

The magician reached out and took out a document.

There are five stars printed on it, special forces of the country.

This means they have to cooperate with all the actions of the other party.

Secretary Huang has quite a big belly: "There is no problem in the case of the crime case. It is very likely that the team will not cooperate. After he came in, he did not say a word, and may not go with you."

"Hey, there is no need to worry about this yellow game." Magician Jun turned his face and looked at Lin Shentao: "BOSS said that if you bring this brother in, you can let Rao Rong go with us."

Lin Shentao, who was named: ...he is very curious about who is the boss of the other party!

Secretary Huang’s struggle has no effect. He can only take the lead to open a room. There is something in the room, that is, the area is a bit small.

Rao Rong lay on the top to face the person.

Director Huang called him twice and he did not respond.

Lin Shentao looked at the slender figure and his eyes were red: "Captain."

Huang said that Rao Rong’s shoulders shook a little and followed him. The movement was very neat. It was not like sleeping. He looked at Lin Shentao and his voice was a bit sand: "How come you?" ”

"I will pick you up to watch the game." Lin Shentao said while taking out his mobile phone: "Look, the official blog has started to report, and the captain does not want to see who wins in the end?"

Rao Rong’s nephew went deeper: "I have no interest in e-sports."

"You lied." Lin Shentao turned the phone over again: "If you are really not interested in e-sports, Zhang always sends you a message, let you arrange his nephew to play, and win his nephew, why don't you agree? Obviously because there is still e-sports in my heart."

Rain a meal.

Lin Shentao did not care whether he was willing or not, grabbed people, and confronted those special forces: "Let's go."

Rao Rong’s expression was so wrong that he probably thought that the person who used to talk with him would become so bold.

But he can't turn this guy's hand away.

For professional players, the hand is the most important.

Huang Secretary looked at Rao Rong's brow and screwed it down and let him pull him out. Some of the dawns brought out some incredible things.

After all, the psychological state that Rao Rong showed here for two days and one night is that it is very difficult to believe who, the surface is very gentle and even gentle, but only if he has no temperature, he knows that he has never tried to accept anyone.

This is probably related to his experience.

Director Huang has seen the appearance of Rao Rong's youth, such a splendid as the sun, and now it is like a water in the deep pool, separated by a layer of cold fog.

Few people can get close.

The magician smiled and shut himself up directly. He said to Huang, "We are not wrong with BOSS."

Secretary Huang really did not want to see this person again, he planned to drop the door.

"Wait a minute," the magician raised his eyebrows: "Give me a takeaway meal. What are you doing here? I am also a public official."

Director Huang’s heart has called away my witnesses and ordered you to take out the goods. What do you think is so beautiful.

Decisively not booked, after the door fell, the grievances in the heart were eliminated.

The magician smiled and touched his nose, sideways, and pressed the earphones: "Young master, all arranged according to what you said, tomorrow's game, you have to add fuel."

"Your voice is too embarrassing." Qin Mo's voice is very light, and he received the line in one sentence.

Magician: ... the task of the big night, but also so disgusted by BOSS! There must be that boy around him!

At this point, the magician did not guess wrong.

The Qin desert went to the big bed not far away, looked at the furry head hidden in the quilt, hooked the corner of the mouth, then bent down the waist, lifted the man’s chin and turned it toward the piece. He loved and hated his face, and gently fell a kiss...

the next day.

Fengyi is earlier than anyone, and every caller wakes up.

When I called the thin nine, the young man opened his eyes, licked his messy silver hair, stretched out a lazy waist, and stood up and reached out and put the phone on his ear: "Hey."

"The little spades should get up." Feng Yi is indeed a qualified agent, and the appearance of the smiling face in the morning is put out.

Thin Nine yawned and glanced at the great **** still in bed. "They are already up." The look of the big **** lying quietly on the bed is really itching and people want to bully, especially the black thick. The eyelashes are the same as when I was young.

"That line." Feng Yi said with a smile: "After an hour, the club gathered in front of the door."

"Okay." Thin nine said as he took his trousers, especially wrinkled, can not be worn, and somewhat distressed.

Just when she hesitated to take a shower first, there was a cell phone next to it, this time it was a great god.

Originally, I did not think about picking up the gods. I think the electric display is sealed, and the thin lips are raised. Press the answer button: "Hey."

Feng Yi: ...this...

His first reaction was to see if he had repeated calls.

No, it shows that Qin is less!

Bojiu appreciated the pause of Fengyi and just wanted to laugh.

Someone reached out and grabbed her waist from behind. The familiar mint tobacco smell hit her ear, and the voice was with the sand that had just awakened. The magnetic grace was good: "Who is the phone?"