"How" realized the pause of the building, and Bo Yin turned his eyes down.
Lou Luo came back to his senses: "It's nothing." ” Said so. but the heart cannot deceive itself.
How could there be such a picture in her mind Lou Luo is a group company, and his thoughts have always been calm, and he still is.
There are some things that don't fit at this time.
The dinner was not too late.
When the members of the clan go back, they have to rest well.
Not in the country after all.
Jet lag is sometimes quite uncomfortable.
When he was about to leave, Bo Jiu stood under the street lamp and kept people smartly: "Tomorrow is the first game, a little nervous." ” When they heard the word nervous coming out of their ninth master's mouth.
Mr.
Bo, who was standing on one side, was holding a black umbrella in one hand, and a sneer could be faintly seen at the corner of his mouth.
Bo Jiu didn't care, his eyes were black and clear, and he forcibly behaved: "I want people to watch me fight." ” Lou Luo remembered the picture just now, his eyes fell on the glowing tear mole, and he was thinking about whether to put his work aside.
The voice came again: "I'm afraid of losing, and after losing, there will definitely be a lot of ridicule." ” This is probably the most unreliable thing Mr.
Bo has heard in so many years.
Fear of losing Their ninth master is really the same trick from childhood to adulthood, and they will be in front of others Saiqi Louluo had watched the video of the previous teenager's game, and when she remembered the one she lost, standing in front of the screen, her head was half-hung and she didn't say a word, she still felt a little stuffy in her heart.
Wearing black high-heeled boots, she reached out and touched Bo Jiu's head: "Don't worry, many people will accompany you tomorrow, and I will also go to the scene to watch." ” "Then I'll wait."
Bo Jiu smiled, and he looked very well-behaved.
Lou Luo responded, "Okay." ” Bo Jiu stopped pestering people at this time.
A pair of eyes looked at the two backs that walked into the street.
After half a ring, he turned around and hugged Qin Mo's waist: "I knew they were fine." ” "I knew it."
Even the strength of hugging people is increasing, and even her voice is a little shady, no one can empathize with what mood she is in now.
This is a picture that she has not even dared to dream of for so many years, and it actually appeared in front of her eyes like this.
The corners of Bo Jiu's mouth were half-curved, really happy, and happy was a little unreal.
Qin Mo let Bo Jiu hold him, and his noble and handsome face looked more gentle in the night.
He stretched out his hand and put it on the back of Bo Jiu's head, stroking it again and again.
It's like when he was a kid, he was coaxing her to sleep.
He didn't mention Bo Yin and Lou Luo, and they all looked like they weren't old.
Those are never the most important.
The important thing is that it's all still there.
The other side.
Two people walking down the street, diamond-shaped snow falling.
Bo Yin opened the umbrella in his hand and approached with one hand.
Lou Luo turned his eyes sideways, and his eyes fell on his tear mole: "Our daughter also has a tear mole" Bo Yin didn't answer the rhetorical question: "You remember" Lou Luo didn't answer directly, but said: When will you take me to see her?"
"I don't think I think about it yet."
Bo Yin smiled, a little evil: "Don't be in a hurry and take your time, she does have tear moles too." ” Lou Luo was stunned when he heard this, and said, "Tell me more." ” "What" Bo Yin glanced sideways.
Lou Luo raised his eyes: "About my daughter" aa2705221: