The national school idol is a girl

"What?" Realizing Lou Luo's pause, Bo Yin turned his eyes over.

Only then did Lou Luo come back to his senses: "It's nothing."

He said so.

But I can't deceive myself in my heart.

How could she have such a picture in her mind?

Louluo works in a group company, and his thoughts have always been calm, and he still remains calm now.

There are some things that are not appropriate to talk about at this time.

The dinner party didn't come very late.

After the team members go back, they still need to have a good rest.

After all, we are not in the country.

Being jet-lagged can be quite uncomfortable sometimes.

When he was about to leave, Bo Jiu stood under the streetlight and wisely said, "Tomorrow is the first game, so I'm a little nervous."

When they heard the word nervous come out of their Master Jiu's mouth.

Mr. Bo stood on one side, holding a black umbrella in one hand, and a faint sneer could be seen at the corner of his mouth.

Bo Jiu didn't care, with clear black eyes, she forced herself to be good: "I want people to watch me beat."

Louluo thought of the scene just now, his eyes fell on the glowing tear mole, and he was thinking about whether to put his work aside.

The voice came again: "I'm afraid of losing. After losing, many people will definitely laugh at me."

This is probably the most unreliable thing Mr. Bo has ever heard in so many years.

Afraid of losing?

Their Jiu Ye has really used the same trick since they were young, and they know how to stand out in front of others.

Sai Qi Louluo had watched the video of the previous youth competition. When she thought of the game she lost, standing in front of the screen with her head half hanging and saying nothing, she still felt a little depressed.

Wearing black high-heeled boots, she reached out and touched Bo Jiu's head: "Don't worry, many people will accompany you tomorrow, and I will also go to the scene to watch."

"Then I'll wait." Bo Jiuyi smiled, looking extremely well-behaved again.

Louluo responded "Okay."

Only then did Bo Jiu stop pestering people.

A pair of eyes looked at the two figures walking into the street.

After a while, he turned back and hugged Qin Mo's waist: "I knew they were fine."

"I knew it." Even the strength of the hug was increasing, and her voice was even a little rough. No one could empathize with her current mood.

This was a scene that she had not even dared to dream about for so many years, and it suddenly appeared before her eyes.

The corners of Bo Jiu's mouth were half-curved, he was really happy, and his happiness was a bit unreal.

Qin Mo let Bo Jiu hold him, and his noble and handsome face seemed to be more gentle in the night.

He reached out his hand and placed it on the back of Bo Jiu's head, stroking it again and again.

Just like when he was a child, he was coaxing her to sleep.

He did not mention that Bo Yin and Lou Luo looked as if they had not aged.

Those are never the most important.

The important thing is that they are all still there.

the other side.

As the two people walked in the street, diamond-shaped snowflakes fell.

Bo Yin opened the umbrella in his hand and approached with one hand.

Louluo turned his eyes sideways and his eyes fell on his tear mole: "Our daughter also has a tear mole?"

Bo Yin didn't answer and asked, "Have you remembered?"

Louluo did not answer directly, but asked again: 'When will you take me to see her? "

"It seems that she hasn't remembered yet." Bo Yin smiled a little evilly: "Don't worry and take your time, she does have a tear mole too."

Louluo paused after hearing this and said, "Tell me more."

"What?" Bo Yin glanced sideways.

Louluo raised his eyes: "About my daughter..."'