The national school idol is a girl

"She?" Bo Yin's eyes darkened, and there was a dark mist that was difficult to detect: "She likes to compete with me for favors. She has been very coquettish at a young age. She comes from a father's generation, which always hinders our relationship as a couple. harmony between them.”

Loulou's temperament is more business-like. After hearing these words, he raised his eyes and said coldly and aesthetically: "Mr. Bo, are you cheating on my daughter in front of me now?"

Bo Yin smiled and said in a slow voice: "Sure enough, it shouldn't be."

"What shouldn't be done?" Louluo glanced sideways.

Bo Yin held an umbrella with his slender white fingers. When he stood on the street, he looked gentlemanly and mysterious. The lights of the whole city were blooming behind him, making him seem as if he did not belong to this world of thousands of people. After all, who would be here? At night, I hold an umbrella, which is still black.

He seemed to curl his lower lip again, and the evil breath approached: "You shouldn't be allowed to meet her."

Lou Luo suddenly stopped: "I have met her? When?"

Where?

If her memory serves her right.

The day is over.

She had only seen two little girls of three or four years old.

But beside them stood their parents.

What's more, there are no Yanguo people there.

No one has a mole of tears.

Except for that handsome boy who is extremely well-behaved...

Louluo has always been rational and would never associate an adult boy with her daughter.

Even if the young man was 30% similar to the man in front of him, Lou Luo would not make any connection in that regard.

Of course Bo Yin knew what she was thinking, and smiled again, lazily dissatisfied: "You are so serious about guessing, you haven't looked at me that much today, and now you focus on her, I will be jealous ”

Louluo looked at him, his eyes were very dark, knowing that he was not joking.

He stretched out his left hand and placed it on his beautiful and flawless face: "I'm watching you."

The breeze is gentle.

People on the roadside couldn't help but look over here.

Probably I have never seen such a combination before.

The woman with the temperament of Chuxue was wearing a professional suit. Her legs were very long and straight, and her ankles were very white and thin. They were wrapped with a seemingly invisible silver chain, which gave her an inviolable sense of beauty.

The man whose face she touched was holding a black umbrella. His profile was angular but very young, his complexion was pale, and the corners of his mouth were hooked.

Logically speaking, shouldn't such a person like girls who are cute and can act coquettishly?

People's first reaction is that the relationship between these two people must be abnormal.

Even if they are a couple.

It was also the female CEO who kept that young man.

Judging from their actions, it seems like the other party listens to the woman in everything.

After all, there are few people who can make such moves like women without making people feel frivolous or awkward.

On the contrary, it was as if he was stroking his own belongings, in a business-like and coaxing way.

"Can you tell me now? Where is your daughter? Or is there no daughter at all?"

Bo Yin rubbed his face against her hand, then turned his head slightly, pressed his thin lips on her palm, and gave her a light kiss: "You don't believe me again?"

Louluo wondered if other people of his age could be so clingy and unpredictable at the same time. His face was so pale that sometimes people couldn't bear to be too harsh on him: "This It’s so mysterious that normal people would be suspicious.”

She was trying to explain to him.

After all, the fact that she wanted to give him a car seemed to hurt him a little.

Bo Yin's voice was very magnetic: "I will tell you who your daughter is when Yalanmi and his party are over, but the condition is that you can only look at me in your eyes."

Louluo raised his eyes: "Okay."

Bo Yin said playfully: "It sounds perfunctory at first glance."

Louluo chuckled and pinched his face: "Then what do you think is not perfunctory?