Chapter 1761

Suddenly a voice, accompanied by the approach of the light lotus fragrance, rang in her ears.

"Can you sign this for me too?"

At first, Bo Jiu didn't notice the person's appearance.

I just feel that the taste is very familiar.

Familiar with her and even have a moment of trance.

Afterwards, Bo Jiu looked at the business suit that was close at hand, smiled, raised her head, and just about to speak, she saw that face that she dared not even dream about.

Only occasionally, when I see the keyboard, I think of it.

There is such a woman who will make her the most delicious bean meat buns. When she was very young, she would hold her in her arms, sign with a pen with one hand, hold her hand, and press the first button on the keyboard. letters.

Later, overnight.

All of these are gone, only the stone tablet on the back mountain is left.

The more important a person is, the more unacceptable she is to leave.

Joyful holidays were once the days that Bo Jiu least wanted to spend.

The winter at home is really cold without her.

As the young master of the hacker family.

Bo Jiu has been sensible since she was a child.

That kind of rationality is covered up by the unruly evil.

Only those who have accepted the most important leave.

To stand alone.

It's not that I haven't thought about it.

Just after the wish deep in my heart came true.

For the first time in my life.

Bo Jiu was completely stunned in front of people.

Just like a silly kid.

Laziness, flamboyance, domineering, all at this moment, it was as if someone had pressed the pause button.

All the sounds in my ears are gradually fading away.

There is no way to organize thoughts at all.

When you react.

Bo Jiu stood up abruptly, her black broken hair was a little upturned because it took too long to sign the autograph, but this did not affect her handsomeness.

But Zhao Sanpang, who was sitting next to Bo Jiu, turned his face to the side: "Little Spade, what are you doing, cheating?"

People who don't even bother to sign their names, what are they doing standing up?

Zhao Sanpang followed Bo Jiu's gaze and whistled subconsciously: "I'll go, beauty! It's still from the president."

Snapped!

Bo Jiu hit him directly on the back of the head, and managed to recover his tone: "Speak politely."

"I just said something beautiful, why are you impolite?" Zhao Sanpang stared: "You just looked dumbfounded? And let me tell you, little spade, although your fans' looks are generally on the low side. High, but you can't touch my hairstyle, do you understand?"

Bo Jiu didn't look at him, his eyes didn't shift at all.

Lou Luo looked at the young man with black hair curled up in front of him, and inexplicably wanted to reach out and touch the other's head, always feeling very obedient and aggressive.

I am worried that there are still people in line behind, which will delay time.

Lou Luo didn't stay long, but the commercial temperament on his body was hard to get rid of. With a cool aesthetic feeling, he pushed the pillow forward again: "Is it possible? Or is it not allowed by your team?"

Bo Jiu is so smart, she quickly realized that something was wrong.

too young.

Much the same as when she left.

No matter how much it is maintained, it will not be the case.

Is it just a look?

But if it is a long image.

Why even the style of dressing, the way of speaking, and the voice are exactly the same.

Bo Jiu is a person born from darkness, and she doesn't just believe in what she sees.

Until her peripheral vision caught sight of the figure holding a black umbrella in the crowd...