The national school idol is a girl

For Bo Jiu, liking Qin Mo is like a child who has no candy. She originally just wanted the other party to give her a piece of candy so that she could continue to taste sweetness in her life. What does it feel like?

She is not greedy.

From that day on.

She was sleeping alone with her small keyboard in her arms.

I learned not to be greedy.

In the past, it was because I was too greedy.

There will be nothing now.

However, he gave her a bag of candy, as if as long as she stretched out her hand, it would exist, and she would never have to worry about it disappearing one day.

Bo Jiuhan lowered her eyes, her silver hair blocking her eyes.

So much so that William couldn't see her expression clearly. Is it too difficult to figure it out?

The same goes for that big devil, why did he read a clip from the Jingle Cat movie?

What are you thinking about? Even if you loved watching this cartoon when you were nine years old, you still have to tell me directly if you have something to do, and find some clues.

But what exactly is that clue?

William is also interested in this game and is stroking his chin to study it.

Bo Jiu stood up and looked at him condescendingly: "Car keys."

"Huh?" William didn't respond.

Bo Jiu put his black coat on his shoulders in a handsome manner and stretched out one hand: "I want to find someone for your car keys."

William's eyes widened: "Do you know where he is?"

Bo Jiu said lazily, "Yeah."

William tightened the towel around his body, jumped over, took out the car keys, and threw them to Bo Jiu, although he was a grown man and didn't need to be embarrassed at all.

But he originally only wore a pair of black underwear for his female companion, and the way Jiu came in was so overbearing that he didn't even have time to get dressed, so he could only wear a bath towel until now.

What he was curious about was: "How did you know where he was? Didn't the big devil just read a movie narrative?"

"No, there are many more besides these, even you are one of the clues." Bo Jiu took the car keys and planned to leave.

William followed behind: "Am I also one of the clues?"

"Well, you, Super Mario, Jingle Cat..." Bo Jiu looked back with evil spirits: "It's all related to when I was a child. He was telling me that if life is just like the first time we met, he did it and always waited in that place. Me, wait for me to go back.”

William was shocked, that place? Could it be...

Before he could express his guess.

The slender figure had disappeared around the corner.

The receptionist in front of the Royal Hotel was talking to the guest and asked him if he wanted to park his car.

He saw a flash of red light in front of his eyes.

The wig on his head was blown off by the wind.

Which customer drove the car so fast!

Is this speeding?

Bo Jiu didn't look behind her, and she didn't have time to look either.

It will be dark soon.

There is still some distance to go from here.

So, she had to be fast.

So on this day, the dance path has been silent for a long time.

The siren sounded again.

Because a red convertible not only drove extremely fast, but even drove past a roadblock without even stopping.

After seeing this scene, the local officers on duty got into their car and put it into gear, and chased him all the way.

I haven't seen such a scene for a long time.

He dared to continue to speed up while the police were fiercely pursuing him, with no intention of looking back.

Even with a nice rear flick. He got rid of the tracking of three cars, his movements were handsome and arrogant, and his smooth body arcs just shuttled among the cars.

Impeccably flamboyant.

The radio station also made corresponding broadcasts.

Even the host covered his lips in shock: "Could it be that he's back?"