Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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"You can give me a shut up, even if my mother is only half aristocrat in France, it is much better than the Chinese semi-aristocrats after B class, even the despicable civilians!" Mi Fu naturally could not stand the mother being bullied. Although she does not understand why Kitov would say such things to hurt her mother.

"Mr. Ke, in fact, Miss Bai also brought a lot of help to our school..."

"Her help can't be used as a stone hammer." Kitov puts a hand in his hand: "The French aristocratic college is very happy to have academic exchanges with the Imperial College of the Aristocracy. We are also quite supportive for the whole class of foreign students. ”

Kitov's words and phrases have a taste of flattery, after all, the person he is standing not far from, has absolute power in France.

What civilians, no aristocrats, no one can provoke people.

"Master, what happened to you today? You didn't tell me that before, you used to..." Bai Na is always unbelievable. Katow will say this.

She has been with him for so many years, and it is impossible to not know what he thinks in his heart.

The French aristocratic college recruited civilians, which was a joke in the eyes of Kitov!

"How did he not matter before, the important thing is..." Luo dusted his eyebrows and looked at Bai Na with an absolute gas field: "You are here, there is no qualification to speak."

Since it is necessary to shine, since it is necessary to crush the face. When this Bai Na is about to collapse completely, she will make up the last one, and it will not be happy!

"I don't qualify. Do you think you are qualified?" Bai Na's white face suddenly turned red, and a red and white conversion quickly screamed toward Luo. "It's really a funny civilian. The thing in France is that you are a civilian who is qualified for public opinion!"

"Bai Na, the French thing has gotten more comments from you. Are you a nobleman?" Kitov has almost reached the point where he wants to swear. If Han is not specifically told, the identity of Luo Dust must be uncovered by herself. He has long known that the eyes of these people with big eyes and red ears know how humiliated they are!

"master!"

"My mother is at least half aristocrat. Why can't we talk more about a civilian." Mi Fu said coldly: "Mr. Kitov is also very funny. He cares for a foreign civilian. People who don't know are still I thought you have something to say to her!"

The words of Mi Fu are very poked, although it sounds like nothing, but it makes Li Si Nai's nephew lightly.

Kitov and Luo Ding seem to be unable to get a piece at all, why he would reprimand his apprentice for a Chinese student!

This thing is really a bit strange. No matter which aspect you think, one is a French diplomat, and one student who is only a civilian class of the Chinese aristocratic college can't even get a piece.

"I have a sinister relationship with Mr. Ji. The aristocratic student is a rice cooker. Since you want to know this, I will tell you now, how do you look?" Luo’s mouth is slightly raised, with a touch of absolute Confident smile, waiting for the final blow.

The sound fell, she was cold and lifted, and gave Han Xixi a look.

Han Xixi was extremely angry and smiled. He picked up the phone and said a few words. Three Lincoln extended cars slowly entered the school.