Soon, his premonition came true.

Because the voice of the man behind him came, with a unique indifference and pride: "Go and hand him over to the old leader and let the old leader deal with it."

"Yes." The magician began to lead people.

The prince's eyes were wide open. Damn, everyone knows why he was airborne!

Don't joke, he said hello, and even his uncle is not sure which team he is in, and why.

The magician knew what he was thinking when he looked at the prince's expression. He thought to himself, brother, you are still too young, you are not easy to do, you are not easy to do.

After those two people were missing.

Qin Mo looked down at someone in front of him, raised his eyebrows, and after a while, he said, "Steal what you have in your hand."

Bo Jiu also wanted to make up for the loss: "What?"

Qin Mo reached out and grabbed her wrist in her pants pocket, then picked up her cuffs and pushed it upwards. Under her palm was the man's delicate skin as warm as jade, which made his eyes much deeper.

Bo Jiu's face was a little hot, and I don't know if it was because of the slight coolness coming from that hand or because of guilt.

Anyway, I knew that I had not run away from my phone, so I simply confessed to leniently: "I did not do anything unfavorable to the army, nor did I contact the housekeeper."

"No matter who you are in contact, you are not allowed to carry communication equipment here." Qin Mo took out the phone from her cuff, then curled the corner of his mouth, but his smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes: "You are really capable."

This sentence is definitely not a praise.

Bo Jiu felt that he would have to shirk responsibility at this time. Anyway, the old leader escorted the prince, so he should not be afraid: "The main reason is that the prince has a strong relationship." This is the truth.

"Oh?" Qin Mo said slowly: "Your friend will definitely cry after hearing your words."

Bo Jiu admitted: "When team battles, buying teammates appropriately to ensure their survival is also a strategy."

"Then what are the chances of survival if you fall into my hands?" Qin Mo asked retortly.

Bo Jiu coughed: "I won't do it again."

Qin Mo didn't say anything more.

Bo Jiugang is about to move.

I heard the person standing there speak again: "Come here."

So close, still passing?

Bo Jiu looked up at the man in front of him, looked around, and found that no one knew, and probably understood the meaning of the great god.

The great god definitely wants her to coax him, absolutely.

She knew very well what the arrogant little princesses in the novel usually had.

Bo Jiu curled his lips and smiled, opened his arms and hugged Qin Mo's waist. Even if his face was dark, it had an indescribable youthful vitality.

Qin Mo paused, then reached out to wrap around the person, probably satisfied, and his eyebrows and eyes stretched a lot.

The more I look at it, the more cute it becomes. Bo Jiu originally wanted to stretch his claws and eat tofu. It is rare to have a chance, right?

No way, she thought that before her hands moved, the familiar breath fell behind her ears, and she was slow: "Run ten laps with weight."

Bo Jiu:...Aren't you acting cute to her just now?

"What dream are you dreaming again?" Qin Mo pinched the boy's face, his strength was not strong at all. He was mostly doting, but he exposed someone's fantasy in one sentence.
Chapter completed!