The Anarchic Consort

"Hey." Helen Weiwei couldn't control it and chuckled.

Nan Gonglie was stunned by the whole person, and the sinister face was very ugly, and it was enough to see how much he felt!

So, don't fight with someone, and you will put yourself in a careless way!

"You choose divination, he chooses martial arts." Helen Weiwei stretched out: "The dean means let us discuss the discussion, who will play first."

"It doesn't matter." Nan Gong Lie slammed on the pillar behind him, and when the light swept over the side face of Bai Lijiajue, he raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

Nangong Lie does not matter, the Baili Jiajue is even more indifferent, he is free to stand, long and stand: "just."

Helen Weiwei always felt that he had no organization and no record. When he saw these two people today, he found that he was still a "study student."

But... who will play this kind of thing first, um...

"Then I will specify, the time spent on divination is long, the divination is first, the two of us can still sleep underneath, then I, and finally the martial arts, can you?" Helen Weiwei once again wanted to reflect his own democracy.

Nan Gonglie rogue like: "I also want to sleep below." Sleeping on the test row, think about how handsome this is!

"In three people, only you don't need physical strength." Helen Weiwei smiled and said: "If you don't need physical strength, you need to sleep?"

Nan Gonglie has not answered yet.

The Bailijiajue over there opened up: "He doesn't need to, continue."

Nan Gonglie:...

Who said he didn't need it! ! ! When he divined, it was the most brain-intensive!

"You can sleep at the time of divination." Helen Weiwei was a joke.

I did not expect that Nangong Lie really shined: "This is a good way."

The shadows that are listening to each other from beginning to end, the expression is very tangled.

These three people are going to the game, or go to sleep...

"No matter what, for the bonus, we must win." Helen Weiwei smiled shallowly, bringing out the warmth of the spring breeze.

Shadow: ... This time he finally saw that the real money can make the ghosts.

Taibai College holds the purpose of this competition system, the focus is not on bonuses! ?

Helian Weiwei smiled and added: "There is a wonderful holiday."

Shadow: ... said good to fight for the reputation of the courtyard? !

"I heard that according to the method of Taibai College over the years, the participants of each institute must practice in advance. Do we want to practice it too?" Helen Weiweitontonton said: "Practicing together?"

Nan Gonglie shook his head and looked at the sky. He sighed: "I was too hooked when I was divinating. I am afraid that you will not be able to keep one, and you will fall in love with this young master."

"Oh." Helen Weiwei's mouth was pumped.

The thin lips of Bai Lijiajue rose up: "No."

Two words, the answer is the same as that of Helen Weiwei.

"I also feel that there is no need to practice together." Helen Weiwei stretched a lazy waist and smiled. When she was together, she would have scruples.

In fact, the other two men are the same, but compared to Helen Weiwei, they are more than wanting to reveal any clues about their identity when practicing.

"The time will be better than the good court." Helen Weiwei handed the paper to the dean to the dean: "This is the list of the good house, two wins in three games. That is, if the first two games If you win, the third person will not have to play."

Nangong Lie heard the words, and went to the stone table. The face was sorry: "Oh, I knew I should stick to the third place!" Then he wouldn't even use it!

'When confronting the excellent hospital, the competition system will change.” Helian Weiwei picked the eyebrows: “It was appointed by the hospital, and the divination ranked third, exactly the opposite position. But we have to win A good hospital and a good home can compete with the excellent hospital."

"That is really a long time competition." Nan Gong Lie stretched his hand to roll his long hair, and Feng Xiaowei brought out a different taste.

Bai Lijiajue took up the porcelain cup in front of him, and it was lightly dusted, with elegant posture and strong abstinence: "Not necessarily."

"Not necessarily? Do you think we can't win?" Nan Gonglie frowned, shouldn't, although everyone said that the lady of He Lianjia is a waste, but from his observations during this time, she is not that simple.

The Bai Lijiajue finished the whole sleeve, and looked at Nangong Lie with a glare and coldness: "It may not take a long time."

Nangong was so stunned that this was the reaction. It was his understanding of the wrong side.

"You mean that we can definitely compete with the excellent hospital. When we deal with good hospitals and good homes, can we not use such a long time?" After Nangong Lie’s silence was confirmed, he added a long sentence: "You said so, Have you thought about the ideas of those in good hospitals and good homes?"

Your Highness, you are just a hospital student!

Even if this is the case, it can't be so arrogant!

but!

"I like this proposal!" Nangong Lie smiled, facing Helen Weiwei: "Just say so, the first two quick fixes!"

Helen Weiwei sat on the legs and did not change much on his face. From the head to the tail, he had a comfortable smile on his thin lips: "The proposal is good, but the hospital and the hospital are not like Imagine so good, at least when you are in a good home, it’s not easy to have a black family."

"Black House son?" Nan Gonglie first looked at Baili Jiajue, and then turned his head meaningfully, toward Helen Weiwei: "It seems that you have a high evaluation of him."

Helian Weiwei looked at the paper roll without lifting his head and replied: "He is really worthy of attention. I think he is even better than some people in the excellent hospital."

"Oh, that's it." Nangong Lie extended his tone and looked at the direction of the Bailijiajue.

There was no slight change in the face of Bai Lijiajue, but the hand hidden under the long sleeves was slightly stagnation, and even a layer of water marks was swayed in the glass.

The original soft shackles also brought out the icy cold that was hard to detect.

Nan Gong Lie saw that he was so calm, but it was not enough to add a sentence: "In this way, you still appreciate him?"

"You can say that." Helen Weiwei tapped on the list of opponents needing attention and pushed forward. He wanted to let the man sitting opposite her look at the younger man who was going to confront him in the future, but he was in contact. When I went to the man’s cold and cold children, I didn’t want to swear: “What?”

The Barry Gregory put his hands on the cup and let go of the lazy, evil smile. The mouth was swaying, but there was no warmth in the mouth: "Nothing."

"The face hurts?" Helen Weiwei only thought of this, and the smile faded down: "Reassured, in the finals, we also let the buddies of the excellent hospitals taste the face." taste……"