The national school idol is a girl

I don’t know if the sound was because it was so close to my ear.

There is sand in the low tone, very magnetic.

Louluo didn't know if all young people were like this.

Every word seems to melt into the heart.

It is so direct that there is no way to refuse.

It is difficult to lower the temperature inside the car.

Only this time, Louluo understood.

He doesn't like it when she asks him about gifts of value.

Louluo is a bit hard to figure out.

I asked my friends specifically the next day.

Got only one reply.

"Two possibilities, either you are too scheming. A car is nothing. From an economic analysis, if you stay with you for a long time, you can get more things. If that is the case, such a boy can be considered smart and calm. I'm angry, or I like you too much. People are talking about love with you, but you are talking about money. Are you really...wait a minute, he is not happy if you talk about money with him? "

Louluo said "hmm" and said nothing more.

Just communicate directly.

Sent a message.

"Are you unhappy if I give you a car?"

There was a quick reply: "Before I realized its purpose, it was indeed a little bit. Mr. Lou, you can't always keep me as a pet. I'm your boyfriend."

Louluo thought for a while and then asked: "Is there anything else?"

"Anything else?" Bo Yin was lying on the bed, reaching out with one hand to grasp the faint sunlight coming in, his eyebrows twisted. Without her around, the sunlight became even more unpleasant.

After Lou Luo signed a document with a pen, he had time to reply: "There are other things you don't like."

"A lot." Bo Yin sent a message, deliberately lowered, as if he had been abandoned by his master: "You eat with other men and keep me waiting at home. I am not in the mood to sleep."

Lou Luo paused and said, "Business entertainment cannot be avoided."

Sure enough, this is the answer.

Bo Yin continued with a loose voice: "Watching other people playing games can last for an hour."

This was indeed something wrong with Lou Luo. After knowing about the silver-haired boy, she had been searching for the opponent's game videos.

I didn't think there was anything wrong with games before, but since I got to know Spade Z, every time I see a boy playing one against three in a game, Louluo always feels like laughing inexplicably.

He looks so handsome when playing games, but he also has the cuteness of a little tiger.

I don't know if it was her imagination.

"You're still giving rewards in that person's live broadcast room." When Bo Yin said this, his voice became more careless: "She doesn't seem to have even started broadcasting."

Louluo chuckled lightly: "I really like to be jealous."

"Jealous? Hers? Not that much." Bo Yin said this, glancing sideways at the pillow placed in the living room, with a faint look in his eyes: "If you want a pillow in the future, I can take a picture and make it into a pillow. Let you hug me.”

Louluo listened to his words but didn't speak yet.

"Forget it, you'd better take a picture and make it into a pillow for me to hold." Bo Yin felt the increasingly intense light, and finally he frowned, moved his position, and said in a low voice: "You're not here, It’s no fun to sleep.”

Louluo's white fingers stopped and he coaxed, "I'll go back early today."

"So obedient." Bo Yin smiled, and the surrounding area suddenly became lively: "Tomorrow I will take you to Yalanmi to meet your little boyfriend."