I Wish Mo All the Best

Xiaohua signed up for the campus singer contest.

The news spread wildly, and countless brothers and wives rubbed their hands.

Tickets that originally gave no one to be dissatisfied became hot, and now it is said that one ticket can already sell a spicy hot, showing how great the charm of the school flowers.

Only the squadron leader who sees through all this holds the thermos cup, drinking goji froze and watching with cold eyes.

Let these stupid boys jump up and down, how about.

After all, the goddess was chased away by the goddess.

Qian Mo didn't know about the little sensation she caused, and her attention was on the race between Xiao Hei and the black driver.

She counted the time particularly well, and the location of the car was set in the city of T, two hours away from the capital. The site was in a scrap steel mill.

Because the family of the black driver and Bi Tingting's family both have pressure on the situation. After consultations between the two sides, they did not call the police, and did not even alarm any social media.

Let Xiaohei come forward alone, and a row of bodyguards sealed the news to ensure that it would not be leaked.

Qian Mo took a leave with the school. As the name implies, she followed the master to learn the treatment of paranoia and rescued the hostages. The squadron captain sank his face and gave no leave!

This cunning little girl went to watch the black game by herself, without an instructor? Do you have any thoughts about respecting teachers?

So Xianmo can only bring the squadron leader, learn together, and make progress together, the squadron leader is happy.

On the way to go, Xiao Hei closed his eyes and calmed down in the co-pilot, and drove quietly, and the squadron leader sat behind as a light bulb.

The squadron leader had some doubts.

This cargo that makes women drive... can they really race with people?

There is no speed limit on this high-speed, and the car is going to go to the sky. Xiaohe has stopped it for several times without letting her stabilize.

"I'm motion sick...you slow down." Mo Shao succumbed to his woman's poor car skills.

Qian Mo slowed down the speed, the squadron leader swallowed, as if to see the misfortune of the hostages being ripped off...

"If Ms. Shao loses, will the hostages be in danger?" The squadron leader has now divided the little black who calls himself motion sickness into the less reliable one.

Everyone knows that Mo Shao's background is very good. He used to be a fighting hero, but being able to fight does not mean that he also plays six.

"Maybe." Qian Mo deliberately scared the squadron leader.

"that..."

The squadron leader hesitated, do you want to replace him?

"Listen..." Qian Mo held the steering wheel.

"Yu Ming." Xiao Hei heart.

Squadron Leader: Fear of being suspected of motion sickness by Mo Shao!

"Squadron leader, have you heard such a sentence?" Qian Mo teased his teacher very addicted.

At this time, Xiao Hei kept silent, watching his daughter-in-law skillfully pit people.

"What?" The squadron leader swallowed, what to do if he was nervous!

"God won't make perfect people! Look at my fiancé. He is handsome and gold, and he has also been a concubine. The arrogant of heaven, let him account for any good things, is it possible?"

The concept of proper replacement.

The squadron leader felt very reasonable and nodded solemnly.

"What should I do, I can't...I'll play for Mo Shao?"

Every man has a battlefield scene with fresh clothes and angry horses. Naturally, racing like a hormonal explosion is like it.

just...

"Do you have a super driver's license?"

The squadron leader was silent, and a melancholy melody sounded in his heart.

Heshan is only in my dream...

Just think about this heroic plot.

"My master recently calculated a gossip for me and said that I have recently opened up. If the squadron leader wants you to save the hostages, bet me a game."

Digging jpg.

"What?" The squadron leader was puzzled.

"That's what I say, it's spiritual. Let's make a bet. You said he can't win. I bet he can win. Then I won. When I graduate and get married, you will be on stage to sing us a conquest."

Hanging your teacher, it is cold without mercy.

Let your teacher sing and conquer, this is the dream of how many bear children, how simple.

"If I lose, I will contract the movie tickets of you and your master for the next year. Think about it. In the dark movie theater, you and the master are sitting side by side, and you stretch out your evil claws—"

"Chen Qianmo!" The squadron elder blushed.

It's so ridiculous, even the teacher's jokes!

As soon as this girl came out of school, all the icebergs and high-cold people collapsed, letting go of her self was very ridiculous!

"Oh, it's understandable not to dare to gamble, Xiaohei, you can call my master with my mobile phone and you can say that her wife's beautifully dressed go to Wulitun Bar to dance with the pretty girl."

Xiaohei was really obedient, and immediately took out her silent Doraemon-shaped mobile phone.

The squadron leader was almost angry, "Chen Qianmo! You are slandering-and, why do you have my wife's phone? And the hand holding the blue fat man, let go!"

To develop all the forces that can be developed, his wife is the master of the silent master. When he went to the master, he also had dim sum and talked about gossip. Can you tell him this kind of thing?

In short, the squadron captain succumbed.

Although the one-year-long bet in the little black house with his wife is very attractive-ah, let this little girl go into the ditch.

But the real game, the squadron leader still squeezed a cold sweat for Yu Chang.

The abandoned steel factory was remodeled, and the night lights were on, brightly lit.

There is also a stand for professional commentators. On the stage is a row of computers for easy explanation.

The two cars stopped at the starting point, and the two team assistants were convenient for changing tires or something. Although only two people raced, everything went as usual.

There are only more than ten spectators in such a large venue. In addition to Qian Mo and the squadron leader, they are Bi Tingting's family and the black driver's family. The two families are chatting and they are pretending to be passers-by.

What about business...

So, nobody cares about the abducted Bi Tingting?

The world of the rich is really terrible.

But Qian Mo didn't worry about Bi Tingting herself, not because she remembered that Bi Tingting had coveted Xiao Hei, but--

She focused her gaze on the black driver who was preparing before the race~www.readwn.com~ His name is Wang Wangwan, Chinese nationality of m country. The name of this flared mouth is very random. It is estimated that when the father and mother named it, they drank too much. But no matter what, this guy looks very handsome.

It's a bit like the version of the goddess acting undefeated in the East, raising her eyes and raising her hands are all amorous.

Qian Mo is not a face value control, but after seeing this face, I thought of losing and kneel down to call my father's bet...

Inexplicably feel that the hostages are safe, even Bi Tingting's family think so.

It's a pity that such a handsome sufferer has mental illness.

The lights of the venue dimmed, and suddenly two lights hit the car, the driver was ready, and the race began!

The two cars drove fast and fast, and drove on the track one after the other, and their silent eyes kept stopping on the little black car.

Hold on, we can win.

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