In mainland China, there shouldn’t be many people who can study psychological crimes.

What's more, there are not many people who can make annotations in the book.

Fu Jiu curled his thin lips in a very playful way.

The great god hid quite deeply.

No wonder they all said that Young Master Qin could not afford to offend him in the entire three eastern provinces.

If the police had someone like the God, it would probably be difficult for her to hide it.

Psychological crime, psychological profiler, and research on computers...

Fu Jiu always believed that some people in this world cannot compare to them no matter how many times they are reborn.

The great god may be one of the ten thousand...

"Interested in my books?" Qin Mo had already changed his clothes, light-colored sweater and fabric trousers, which made him look much softer, a bit like the male celebrities from H Country at home. His black hair was also stuck to his ears, with a slight moisture, and his wrists exposed outside looked particularly white.

He just walked around from behind Fu Jiu and placed his slender fingers on the book "Mental Crime" she was looking at.

The light mint breath, mixed with a hint of tobacco, fell from above Fu Jiu's head, very familiar and very pleasant.

In that posture, when Fu Jiu turned around, he happened to see the man's smooth chin.

Fu Jiu thought of height again. She was no longer short, but the man was a whole head taller than her.

No wonder the great god just walked in and looked so disgusted... so high, he really has the right to disgusted her...

Qin Mo also lowered his eyes, and his deep eyes fell on the boy's face, as if he had frozen for a moment.

Soon, he pulled out the book in her hand and put it back on the bookshelf. He grabbed the back collar of the boy's school uniform with his other hand. He asked Fu Jiu with his thin lips very close to the boy's face, and his breath could hit Fu Jiu's face: "Is it very good?"

"It's OK." Fu Jiu smiled lightly, a little bit seductive: "No wonder Brother Mo can position my range so quickly and have such strong reasoning ability. If I had known, I wouldn't have jumped out so quickly. I'm playing with Brother Mo for a few games."

Qin Mo once again told himself that the boy is now in his rebellious period of youth.

As an older brother, even if this guy touches his stuff casually.

He couldn't cut off his claws, either.

But this kid still has to take care of it.

Qin Mo tried hard, regardless of the young man's posture, and pulled him out: "Read extracurricular books later, and go for dinner first."

Since meeting the great god, she has been treated like a sack more and more times. Fu Jiu: "Brother Mo, let me discuss it. Don't always drag me away like this, it will affect my image too much."

"Will you peek at other people's books affect your image?" Qin Mo grabbed the boy's appearance, as if he was teaching a disobedient cat a lesson.

Fu Jiu did not deny it: "I want to see how powerful the person who can catch me is. Brother Mo, what else do you do besides playing games?"

"Make money." After Qin Mo finished speaking, he pinched the boy's chin hard: "Don't ask so much, no more nonsense, I'll make you and stew hot pot."
Chapter completed!