Demonic School Grass: Demon is a Girl

"Mr. Wu, you said you, you said why you are just like this, you just appeared like this, haha, that...that, that..."

After a long time, I couldn't think of a reason.

Suddenly, Yuan Lai's light flashed, and he said:

"Ha, isn't this Xiao Keke asking me to discuss, I just play, play, and I haven't touched a single hair of him!"

Mo Wu's complexion improved, and he turned to leave, leaving a sentence in his mouth:

"Calm down."

Yuan Lai looked aggrievedly at Feng Ji, who was quietly reading a book on the stool, pointed at Xian Ke, who was making a face, and said:

"Xiao Jingji, that person used the prestige of Big Brother Wu to oppress the common people!"

Feng Ji glanced coldly at the mentally retarded in front of him, and said in a cool tone:

"How many times have I said it, don't call me Xiao Jingji..."

Xiao Jingji... He sounds so nice.

Yuan Lai's expression was even more aggrieved and pointed at Feng Ji:

"Xiao Jiji! I didn't expect you to be such a person! It was a waste of my heart for you for so many years!"

Feng Ji's mouth twitched, Mad is mentally retarded, the mental hospital must be on holiday today.

Rubbing his brows, he said with a headache:

"It was three weeks, and now, our plastic flower friendship is broken."

Yuan Lai froze in place, his good buddy... Really, give, force, ah.

Just as this was happening, Shao Yan walked away from a distance and took the initiative to say hello:

"Morning!"

However... no one responded.

A hint of embarrassment appeared on Shao Yan's face, and there was a flicker of wickedness in his eyes.

As soon as Shao Yan came over, Qiang Mo came out of the house with a pale face and a noble aura:

"morning."

Yuan Lai took the lead in straightening his body, gave Qiang Mo a military salute, and shouted in full breath:

"Good morning Captain!"

Qiang Mo turned his head and glanced at it, second-hand goods... are everywhere.

If these few knew the news that he chose to leave, I wonder if it would explode.

Mo Wu seldom took the initiative to answer:

"morning."

Feng Ji threw away the book in his hand and rushed towards Qiang Mo:

"Captain! Captain! Captain take me to fly!"

A look of disgust appeared on the boy's face, and he reached out and grabbed Feng Ji and threw it aside.

Having been beside Shao Yan, the latter raised his hand to say hello when the young man walked over, completely ignoring his existence.

It made Shao Yan's already embarrassed face even weaker.

Qiang Mo didn't have the intention to pay attention to the inner thoughts of a male Bailian, walked to the middle, and said indifferently:

"Concentrate and talk about something."

It was obviously the calmest tone, but it made the eight people present gathered together.

Oh, by the way, that white lotus is not human.

The corner of the boy's lips suddenly raised a sinister smile, and he said indifferently:

"For personal reasons, I will not be joining this special operations team."

Before he finished speaking, Yuan Lai was the first to explode:

"Hey, hey, captain, we'll recognize you as captain! How can you just leave?!"

Feng Ji also hurriedly said:

"Brother Mo, do you want to think about it again, stop joking!"

Qiang Mo suddenly laughed, this time...with the warmth, his tone slightly softened, and he continued:

"It's just not joining. In the future, we will meet sooner or later."

Xianke, who had been silent for a while, suddenly said:

"Qiang team, without your captain, are we still a team?"

When Qiang Mo heard this, he helplessly shook his head.