National School Prince Is A Girl

The moisture of the micro-strands is obvious, although not many, but it is not quite right.

There is still sweat on the forehead, it is not very painful, but it falls badly.

There is a piece of ice on the lower abdomen, and it doesn't warm up.

Whether it is before or now, when it comes to this, thin nine will be like a half-life.

So that Chen Xiaodong thought that his young master was having a fever, and asked him: "Would you like to call a doctor?"

Thin nine sat on the sofa, holding a cup of hot **** sugar in his hands, the voice is lower than usual: "No, what happened?"

"Everything went well." Chen Xiaodong paused: "I am afraid that Han will be unwilling."

Thin nine put down the brown sugar water, his fingers pressed on the lower abdomen, the voice is light: "I am referring to people coming to my home, Han family is not willing to give me."

Looking at the teenager with a light attitude on the sofa, Chen Xiaodong always felt that there was a kind of enlightenment.

Although I have known for a long time that the young master is different from before.

Can a person's change really be so big?

It’s like two people.

It seems that I noticed Chen Xiaodong’s gaze, and Wu Ji’s face turned over, and the brow picked it up: “How?”

"No, nothing." Chen Xiaodong thought it was probably stimulated by the previous events. If you don't say this person, you will die in silence when you don't break out in silence. After the young master is absolutely dead, you will realize that you will be like this again!

Xiao Ji smiled and didn't talk anymore. She knew that Chen Xiaodong had doubts in her heart.

The more the family is in contact with her, the more she will perceive her different from the previous one.

Han Susu shouldn’t have to do anything, and shouldn’t be accused of making trouble to Fu Jialai.

Such a person, she did not want to reason at first.

It is not worth her shot at all, let alone the national competition.

At that point, she might as well practice her hand speed.

Some people refuse to give her peace.

Thin Nine looked up at the time on the clock, and counting it, the Korean family should have started looking for someone.

Sure enough, it took another fifteen minutes.

The mobile phone of Thin Nine rang.

The teenager hangs down and the fingertips slides open to the screen and answers: "Old white."

"The Korean family started to move." The voice on the other side of the phone was very light: "The other party informed the media and intended to expose you."

The teenager laughed: "Does the people who have the power to really think that they do not have to bear criminal responsibility after privately occupying the house and vilifying the injured, and they can continue to be lawless."

"Probably." These two words are full of ridicule.

The teenager smiled: "Then let them have a good time to eat and lose, long lessons, I heard that there are many evidences of bribery on your side."

"Yes, however, the price is expensive."

Juvenile thin lips micro-hook: "Exactly, the most important thing for me is money."

When hackers are generally not very poor.

Not to mention she is still a family.

Nine accounts, one of which is enough to buy a small island.

It is enough to buy a few pieces of evidence from the Korean family.

"Yes, but there is one thing you should be careful about." Bai Qian night put the information together, and the suit was quite straight: "Han and Qin are world friends."

Thin nine is very deep: "I am never afraid of the Qin family."

Bai Qian night poked the pen into the pen holder and stood up. The dawn was deep: "There is no fear of the Qin family in Jiangcheng. To be honest, you have other identities besides being a high school student?"