The national school idol is a girl

Bo Jiu, who was driving a Lamborghini in traffic, was obviously a little different from before.

The navigation system automatically adjusts and reflects emotions: "Master, through the transmission of the seat cushion, it tells me that your heartbeat seems a little wrong now. Did you run too fast just now?"

I have to say that Xiao Hei’s question came at the wrong time.

This was the first time for Bo Jiu to have her chest touched by someone. The other person was still a stranger. She always felt that something was a little strange. She stretched out her hand and tugged on her collar, but she remained handsome and sycophantic: "Shut up."

The abandoned Xiao Hei doesn't know why. It cares about its owner. What's wrong?

Bo Jiu's face was still hot, so he simply rolled down the car window and stretched out one hand. His black hair was messy by the blow. Gradually, the face that was indistinguishable from male to female became clearer and clearer in the moonlight.

After all, in order not to leave any traces, she had to take off the black feather mask on her face.

There are no police cars around anymore.

This also illustrates the absolute safety.

But Bo Jiu did not take it lightly,

It wasn't until she drove to the black and blue phone booth that she pressed the black watch strap on her wrist.

There was a crash.

The shape of the phone booth changes, forming a circular arch.

When Bo Jiu drove the car in.

I saw a person sitting there. He was holding a cup of coffee and a pure white sweater. He was tilting his head and looking at the moonlight outside. He had a tall and slender figure, with a fair and handsome profile. The person was hearing After the noise, he tilted his eyes and said, "Back?"

"I almost couldn't come back." Bo Jiu held the car door with both hands and jumped out. He landed in a handsome posture. When he looked at the man again, his eyes were filled with light: "These people all know that they are treating me." It’s really disgusting to use a beauty trick, don’t you think so, Hoshino.”

When Hoshino heard this, he chuckled and called out the aristocratic figure he saw on the avenue before: "What kind of person do you like?"

"Well, it's not bad, pure." Bo Jiu took a can of chocolate milk and held it in his mouth. His eyes were very dark: "It's a pity that I couldn't see the face clearly."

Hoshino took a sip of coffee: "He has nothing to do with the innocence you talk about." Those people there, even if they are wearing school uniforms, will feel oppressive as long as they stand there. How deep they are inside is unfathomable. About z The word "pure" was attached to him.

Hoshino Kazuya just listened, after all, only Z would feel this way.

But the more Bo Jiu thought about it, the more he felt that he was right. After drinking a can of milk, he threw it away with a very handsome gesture, and then looked back: "This is the first time I have been intercepted like this."

Hoshino understood immediately: "I will check his identity."

"We really should check, where did the police station find such a person, with such strong computing power, and even martial arts..." At this point, Bo Jiu paused, took a chocolate bean and threw it into his mouth: "It seems that the soldiers of the Yan Kingdom are not easy to investigate."

When Hoshino heard this, his fingers paused: "Have you ever fought?"

"Yeah." Bo Jiu leaned back casually.

Hoshino frowned slightly: "Are you injured anywhere?"

"It's not like he was injured, that's all." Bo Jiu paused and laughed again: "It's nothing. Let's fight again and see who the opponent is."

She has to let her know what the face of the person who takes advantage of her looks like...

Good morning today...