MTL - National School Prince Is A Girl-Chapter 1737 The first thousand eight hundred and fifteenth thin Mr. Fan

Chapter 1737, the first thousand eight hundred and fifteenth thin Mr. Fan

No one will notice that the awn of his eyes is slightly red.

Really like a demon in a comic book.

How can the devil be old?

He laughed again, lazy as before: "Okay, let you know that I am still there."

"What do you mean?" The cleverness of the old man's eyebrows wrinkled: "Are you not ready to see nine?"

Mr. Bo stood there, as if he was with the darkness: "I have seen her, and we are very beautiful in the wedding dress."

"You participated in their wedding abroad?" An old man suddenly looked up: "They didn't recognize you?"

Mr. Bo corrected him: "Accurately, I presided over their wedding. Oh, these two people have a good eye and chose to go to the church where I sleep."

"Where are you sleeping in the church?" An old man remembered the first time he saw this person, and then said: "I have a question I always wanted to ask, what method do you use to destroy me when I hit you? The wound."

Mr. Bo lightly chucked: "Old Ann, you are asking this question now, will it be too late?"

An old man still wants to say something.

Just listen to a cell phone ringing.

Mr. Bo pressed the answer button, the voice changed a bit, and the magnetic sounded with softness: "I? It seems to be lost. Well, I don't know where I am, I want to pick me up. Ok, I am here waiting for you, you. Don't drive too fast, it's a bit cold, is it? Remember something, then I hear what you remember..."

An old man is too aware of his turn of the year, under what circumstances, will be like a soft meal.

Who is coming to the phone, it is clear at a glance.

After watching his phone call, An old man smiled and smiled at himself: "I will take her to see their game. I also said that I have only recently had time to watch their two games. When they win, they win. I will send them another thing."

After dropping this sentence.

The slender figure disappeared into the dark night.

It’s always elegant and it’s incredible.

But the old man did not stop, after all, such a sentence is enough.

And he also knows that when this person is out of here, he will stand on the side of the road and be pitiful, and there is no block.

as expected.

Mr. Bo really knows how to eat soft rice.

He walked to the side of the road, although the temperament was still evil, but the jacket of the suit was untied, and it seemed to be somewhat confused.

Just standing there, the corner of the corner of the eye glanced at a group of bats that stayed under the streetlight.

If there are other people in it, you will definitely see that the bats seem to be shaking a few times before leaving.

What's more, today's city center should not have bats so close to people, the season is not in line.

Everyone knows that bats like dark and damp places.

How could it be here?

Everything in front of me is not true.

As the bats left, the black mist around them dissipated a lot.

Mr. Bo stood under the streetlight and the shadow was pulled long.

The autumn night winds will be a bit big.

His black hair was blown a little messy, but even this did not affect his beauty, but it seemed to make him pitiful.

Especially when a Wrangler comes over, the fragility is even more obvious...

(End of this chapter)