I Wish Mo All the Best

Mr. Xue will never forget this, shame! ! !

His majestic boy was actually carried to the hospital by Duoduo. The physical strength of the police school student was really good. He really left to carry it. Xue Lao Si had no doubt that Duoduo would have to carry a few bags of rice in the future, without any pressure. .

The situation at the time was like this. Xue Laosi turned to his waist and couldn't move in an instant. The two staff members rushed to the side and wanted to help him. I saw a lot of pride and said to the sky that Yun Xue didn't need to help Xue easily. The fourth son is gone.

gone...

The two staff members had complex and contradictory eyes, which automatically turned into such a sentence in Xue Laosi's heart, buddy, you... ask for more blessings.

After that, if you provoke a lot, kick up and kick down.

On: (future) what to do if your girlfriend is too powerful, of course...

Treat her better.

Neither roommate came back, and sesame oil was eating alone, and went downstairs to run.

"Hey! Classmate Mazi!"

A yawning voice sounded from behind sesame oil, sesame oil clenched his fists, and turned to see a yawning face.

It was the president of the Repertory Theatre that repeatedly blocked the silence, which ran to the girl’s dormitory and stood by.

"Why?"

"Are classmates Chen Qianmo here?"

"Not here!"

Sesame oil does not have a good airway.

I have never seen such a cheeky person who has been chasing the second son for so long, and has been beaten several times by the second son.

Only this time, the president's expression was dignified.

"When she comes back, please let her find me."

Sesame looked at his back inexplicably, talking to himself.

"This senior is afraid that it's not constipation for a few days, right?" After speaking, he said loudly, "Brother! You try aloe capsules!"

The president who usually liked hilariously did not reply to her, but waved his hands weakly.

"He must be very constipated." Sesame nodded seriously, well, that's it.

"not at all."

The sudden sound made the sesame oil startle, and looking back, Ma Jingtian stood beside her, also wearing a running suit.

"Brother, it's you."

This is the instructor of sesame oil and Qian Mo when they were new students. At first, they had some misunderstandings with Qian Mo, and the result was unlucky.

First, he was cruelly circled by Xiaohei, and he was crushed by Qianmo IQ to reshape the three views. Without knowing each other, he became friends with Qianmo and the girls in her bedroom.

When sesame oil was running these days, he was often seen and the two ran together.

"Brother, how did you get to the door of the girls' dormitory? What do you want to do? Hey, isn't it... Which girl in our girl's building? Come, let me talk about my staff!" Both look good.

Ma Jingtian's face was red and his throat cleared. He wouldn't tell sesame oil. He could run here and wait for her.

"Lao Jiu is not constipated, something happened in his house." Ma Jingtian said to sesame oil.

I also don't want sesame oil to continue to ask who he likes.

"Ah? What's the matter?"

Lao Jiu was the director of the drama who was stalking the dead, next to Ma Jingtian's bedroom, and they had a good relationship with each other.

"Specifically, I only heard a sentence when he called. It seems that his father's business has a problem. His mother has cancer and needs money. We want to organize a donation to him, but he refused..."

Ah, so.

Sesame looked upright, and she didn't expect that the senior who was always being chased and beaten by him, was so hard.

"Why is he so obsessed with letting our second son play his drama?" This matter has troubled several girls in the bedroom for a long time.

Everyone wondered.

"Although Lao Jiu is a police academy, he has a literary heart, is critical of his work, and has relatively high requirements for art. His script is said to be very suitable for school flowers, and his personality is the same, so he only..."

The president is also a talented person. Talented people are always a bit weird, such as always demanding perfect art.

So I would rather be beaten quietly, but also persevere again and again.

Ma Jingtian hesitated for a moment, and said to Sesame Oil, "The eldest of the ninth and fourth seniors will leave school soon. I don't know if there is such an opportunity in the future."

After graduation, everyone will have to run their own things, so this rehearsal is likely to be his last time as a director in school.

He said sesame oil with two clicks, "How do you feel that it has become a tragedy for the draft player? All sorts of unlucky things seem to have caused this brother to meet... So, brother, come here, I want to persuade me to follow What is the second child?"

Ma Jingtian wanted to say yes and didn't think so, so he didn't speak, but just looked at sesame oil silly.

"Okay, brother, it's not easy for you to open your mouth. I said to the second child, would she want to see your bitter brother?"

Ma Jingtian scratched his head in joy, not knowing how to boast sesame oil.

"Sister, shall I invite you to supper?" It is a double benefit! He said it! Excellent!

The villain in Ma Jingtian's heart threw flowers straight.

"Ah, no need."

The villain began to land mines, and the explosion was so dark and lost!

"I still have my father's braised taste, and the wine smuggled in. Let's find a grove of no one to drink?"

What is the sound? Ma Jingtian pressed his beating heart, ah, the footsteps of spring~

Qian Mo didn't come back until he returned to school the next day. This look was as good as eating a few kilograms of bird's nest. Xiao Hei was the best supplement for others.

After taking a bath, I was about to send a sweet message to Xiaohei routinely, and I saw sesame oil standing in front of her and walking around.

"Something?" Qian Mo lowered her phone.

"I have something to tell you, just..."

Sesame oil is also a cheerful person. He promised Brother Ma to help, and he told Qian Mo about the president's experience.

"I'm not saying that you are kidnapped morally by your son. No one can force you to do what you don't want to do. That's what I think... that buddy is really a bit miserable. Why not talk to him?"

After listening quietly, I didn't frown~www.NovelMTL.com~ Then you are responsible for the appointment time, I talked to him for five minutes. "

"No appointment...you should be able to see him when you go downstairs."

People heard that when they came back, they ran over. This attachment is really true.

Qian Mo changed her clothes and went downstairs. She put down her phone and asked for sesame oil.

"Do you think the second child will be moved by this guy's attachment?"

Sesame shook his head, "I'm touched will be touched. After all, our second child is also a temperament, but just moved, he will still refuse."

Qian Mo is not the kind of grievances because of others.

"However, the second child has always had a high EQ, even if I refused, I would have been more euphemistic this time, at least not to let the buddy leave the school with a heart in mind, hey, it’s really unreasonable to bet on this alumni group Now, how can we bet on our second?"

It's really fragrant to say a lot while betting.

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