National School Prince Is A Girl

"No, no!" Xue Yaoyao shook hands quickly. When she said this, she took a glance at the direction of Qin Mo. Qin Shen should not want her to play tennis with the Nine Hall. Don't ask. Why does she feel this way, this is her first reaction!

Bo Jiu misunderstood her gaze: "Or do you prefer to play with Huge? Let's pick one of us."

Qin Mo heard the words, and the look of his face was wrinkled.

Bo Jiu has already stood up, and the smile still exists: "Who?

Xue Yaoyao has a hard time saying to the past: "That is still the Nine Hall." She really did not dare to choose the Qin god, so that the innate blame is always shocking, she is a little breathless.

"It seems that I am more attractive than Mo Ge." Bo Jiu said this to the Qin Mo, she smiled, the white tiger teeth exposed, the silver hair is still not dry, it is people I hate it.

But... Qin Moshuang swept the girl standing next to the boy, his finger paused, and his brother would be a little better for Xue Yaoyao.

His time to know Bo Ji is not long.

Whether it is the boy outside the game or the **** Z in the game, it is not so close.

Qin Mo always thought that he was the one that made the boy special.

Now it seems that he seems to be better for Xue Yaoyao...

Qin Mo thought of this, and could not help but see the bloated Xue Yaoyao...

Xue Yaoyao only felt that his back neck was cold, and he was embarrassed to turn back.

To be honest, she is really too fat.

It was not the same as when the boy had just come to the court. She had a meaty beep on her leg. It would definitely tremble when I ran for a while, which was not very beautiful.

No one likes to expose their shortcomings in front of their idols, but it is unrealistic to go back to play games. Qin Shen obviously does not want to see them playing with computers there...

Bo Jiu was next to her, and she also saw her scruples. While picking up the racket, she chuckled and said: "I just wanted to ask, why are you calling me the nine halls?"

"This... This is the girl who likes you at school. It's not like that. It's the kind of like." Xue Yaoyao was afraid that he couldn't explain it clearly. His face was still red: " Anyway, your fans, we are together. The nickname for you, because you are like the prince of ancient times, evil and domineering."

Bo Ji listened to this explanation and thought it was very interesting, Prince? she was? The thoughts of the girls are still very cute and very cute.

"Then let the Prince teach you how to play tennis. Many girls are not very good at this." In order to make Xue Yaoyao look less embarrassed, Bo Jiu smiled and rubbed his left eye, then bypassed One hand came to Xue Yaoyao's hand, with a beautiful and clean face, and the posture was handsome, and the sound was very nice.

"Finger force, when playing, the body should press down as much as possible, the line of sight follows the racket and the ball you want to play is flat, use the ankle to drive the whole body, like this!"

Said, Bo Jiu held Xue Yaoyao's hand like that, and the racquet went up with a force, the action was very cool, and the silver hair fluttered from Xue Yaoyao's ear.

In the blink of an eye, her nasal breath is left with only the unique candy flavor of the juvenile. It is as light as a spring, so that her whole face can not be burnt by herself.