Chapter 848： The black history of the thin prince~

Chapter 848 The Black History of the Thin Prince~

Cloud painting is dumbfounded.

She actually wants to tune. Let's play Ye Xuesong and want to tease Ye Xuesong to play.

Ye Xuesong does not believe that Bo Siqing is her boyfriend, so the cloud painting is a childish little girl's psychology. There is a boyfriend like Bo Siqing, of course, to show off a little bit...

But she never thought that Ye Xuesong would have died like this!

In the face of Bo Siqing, I want to introduce her boyfriend.

Sure enough, Bo Siqing’s eyes are already in danger.

Cloud painting quickly revealed the innocent eyes, and quickly said to Ye Xuesong, "Don't be Xuesong sister, I have a boyfriend, really, don't need you to introduce me, no matter how good, can't compare with my family. Ah Qing!"

My home Aqing, these four words comforted someone.

Someone pinched her hand and kissed her fingertips. It counted as... reward!

Cloud painting laughs.

Ye Xuesong at the end of the phone sighed: "When it's over, it's completely crazy. I know that I shouldn't tell me about idols in front of you. My idol is the **** of the gods. It's not a mortal. It can only be seen from afar. Don't understand? Painting, we are human beings, can't be tempted by the gods, understand?"

Cloud painting blinks, "What if it has already been tempted?"

"Already tempted? Cough and cough, hurry to stop!" Ye Xuesong said quickly, the voice is serious. "I said painting, I quietly told you something, you can not pass."

"Tell it." Cloud painting looked at Bo Siqing again. The woman's intuition is very strange. She has an intuition. Ye Xuesong said, it must be the matter of Bo Siqing!

Probably to match this whispering atmosphere, Ye Xuesong lowered his voice on the phone, and the voice was very deep. Unfortunately, she didn’t know that the cloud painting had a loud sound, so she even lowered the sound. I can hear it...

"Drawing, I told you that the thin prince is a god, God, is there no mortal feelings to understand? Thin Prince is!" Ye Xuesong depressed the voice very solemnly said.

Cloud painting looks blank, "ah?"

"Thin princes, we are not a world person, we can't communicate." Ye Xuesong said, "Women, it doesn't mean anything to him. I know when I was thirteen."

"Thirteen?"

Ye Xuesong said: "Yes, when we were thirteen, we just went to junior high school. The thin prince has already gone to class with the college students. A girl in our class is very bold, and she ran to the university to block the thin prince and confess with him. !"

"And then?" Cloud painting quickly asked.

Ye Xuesong sighed: "The thin prince said directly that your gene is too bad and will lower the IQ of the next generation!"

"..." Cloud painting eyes wide open and looked at Bo Siqing.

So ferocious!

The glass heart of the little girl is going to be broken!

"And then?" asked the cloud painting.

Ye Xuesong sighed and his voice was quite helpless: "The face of the thin prince is too special. Do you know that? At that time, everyone was a blue and white school uniform, or a sportswear, etc. He wore a small suit, 哎呦Mom, handsome, a **** face! A girl fell down, naturally there are thousands of girls rushing up, with the princes confession, the former servant... I told you, I don’t think it’s right, the thin prince drawer Love letters and gifts put in every day, can sell dozens of pieces of waste!"

(End of this chapter)