National School Prince Is A Girl

"Alright." Fu Jiu is still modest.

Secretary Liang thought about someone going to the nightclub every day, and there was someone who was too riddled by the nightclubs, and quietly silent. Nine, your "great" past is not "okay" Simple and easy to describe...

Lin Feng said that the more energetic, it is necessary to have a good talk about Fu Jiu, whoever thought of him, the scorpion has not been completely opened, and the original wrist has been smashed.

"Team, captain?" Lin Feng, this person is not awkward, except for Qin Mo, their captain's means, really no one wants to understand, mainly, he is still not sure why the captain's nephew is cold.

"I remember, handed the exercise to you, you haven't done it today." Qin Mo's low voice couldn't hear any emotions.

Lin Feng froze: "No, captain, don't have to exercise today on this day?"

"Others don't need it." Qin Mo swept his hand holding the boy's hand, his mouth raised a little, and couldn't tell the coolness: "You use it."

Lin Feng: ...

He wants to ask why!

The captain can never be a person who likes to be asked why!

It is usually even worse to question the captain’s decision.

For example, COCO and fat guys have been touring the whole team until now...so they would rather offend the villain and not offend the captain.

Lin Feng with a tear in his head, turned his head and began to practice speed!

Seeing him like this, everyone laughed.

The atmosphere of the Confucius team is very good, and they get along well.

Since he decided to eat something, Liang Secretary will certainly order the meal in place. It is still half an hour away from the exit. Qin Mo reached out and took the boy's collar over and pressed it into the seat next to him. His face was noble and beautiful.

Fu Jiu is still a bit embarrassed, but this does not affect her natural discharge skills. It is a smile to the Qin desert, but it does not know.

Qin Mo has been too lazy to teach the boy, opened the black leather chair, turned the computer screen open, the sound is very magnetic: "all are online, first celebrate online."

The celebration in Qin Shenkou is definitely not a celebration in the ordinary sense.

So after hearing this sentence, the members of the League of Nations, each eye lit up.

A bang!

All the players opened the black leather chairs at the same time and sat in their seats.

Everyone wears a special black war suit.

At that moment, Xue Yaoyao only felt a handsome character.

Hey.

Press the Enter key at the same time to go online.

It is also a professional to shocking speed.

A full set of alien computers with a large screen display, the red axis keyboard flashes when it is knocked down.

It’s just a second.

"Hero" C area will be blown up!

"The trough! What I saw!"

"Cloud Tiger?"

"Lin Feng?"

"And... Qin Shen!"

"What is going on with the Confucius team? Almost all on the line?! All on the line? This has never happened well!"

"It's really all on the line, and... my big spades!"

"The prefix of the big spades has changed!"

It really changed, and there was a golden stream of light, and there were more battles.

"go."

Qin Mo single-handedly dialed the headset, only said a word to the headset.

Eleven game characters brushed together, each holding their own weapons, standing there, as if the **** of war came...

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