As soon as Bo Jiu walked over.

He was pressed into his arms with one hand.

You can smell the faint mint tobacco fragrance.

It seems that even after a whole day of night, this person can still be fresh and not as if he was coming down from a card table.

"There is no sugar this time, artificial heating, do you want it?" Qin Mo's voice was very light.

But Bo Jiu smiled: "Can you give you an extra kiss?"

"I think beautifully." Qin Mo put the person in his arms. After refusing, he lowered his eyes, his lips fell down and kissed her head lightly.

Bo Jiu paused, hugged the person, curled the corners of his mouth, as if the air inhaled was sweet.

The people sitting at the poker table were very sensible and did not ask their captain where they went.

At first I thought it was still very quarrels online.

Everyone has this in their hearts, so they will definitely not be able to sleep.

Until about four o'clock, Feng Yi called and told them that the public opinion on the Internet had changed and asked them to have a good rest first.

Lin Feng really couldn't believe his ears.

After all, according to the general situation, it will take two days to reduce the popularity after this happens.

He didn't expect that it would change so soon.

Feng Yi did not hide it from him: "Someone helped us and found the poster. The two posts came from the same IP, and the one who posted it was still the one who provoked your anchor."

Lin Feng's eyes widened when he heard this: "Should you say that netizens are too capable?"

"Not a netizen." Rao Rong, who was standing next to him, suddenly spoke, looked upwards, and smiled, "Maybe he is a hacker who stands up." Feng Yi smiled, "It should be."

When everyone heard that the public opinion on the Internet had changed, they felt much more relaxed.

Feng Shang stammered and asked his brother: "Then, can the captain play? Can he play?"

"I don't know yet, it depends on the decision of the organizing committee." Feng Yi was very rational. This was related to being a businessman. Some influences may be eliminated, but he didn't know how to make a decision when the organizing committee made such a decision.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that no news is the best news now.

The organizing committee is also thinking about it.

The meeting is scheduled to be held tomorrow.

The Emperor Alliance still has a chance.

Feng Yi thought so, rubbed his eyebrows and continued, "By the way, is Yaoyao still there?"

"exist."

"Give her the phone."

"good."

Xue Yaoyao took the phone in confusion.

Feng Yi chuckled and said, "It's about to compete. This is the last time the team has conducted an interview. A single interview will definitely ask about this period of time. You can prepare for the interview tomorrow. I'll pick you up at 9 o'clock in the morning."

Xue Yaoyao was a little confused: "I? Captain, Uncle Yin, Rao Shen and others are all here, I'll go?"

Is she suitable?

She has no qualifications and is not the best in the team. She...

"You are the only girl except Xiao Haisai. She is not convenient for her to come out, and Young Master Qin cannot do interviews." Feng Yi only said one sentence, and his suit was straight: "Don't worry, I was next to me when I was interviewed."

After hearing this, Xue Yaoyao nodded for a while: "I understand, Mr. Feng, don't worry, I will prepare well."

The last time.

She wanted to be the Ninth Palace, the captain, and the team.

Everyone sitting at the card table seemed to know it in their hearts.

The captain is likely to be unable to play.

Because, his amnesia is a fact.

This day is destined to be a sleepless night.

Even Bo Jiu didn't sleep very well, even if Qin Mo was just in a place where she could touch her hand, it was the same.

Her eyebrows frowned.

For some reason, I dreamed that when she left when she was a child, she lay on the car window and looked at it. She wanted to take a look at him for the last time.

But she forgot that the night before, the two of them had a little unhappy.

In two days, the Chinese solar term will be coming. He must be preparing to return to China for the New Year and pack his luggage in the room. How could he wait for her in the yard?

That's why she was particularly depressed that day.

Because they were arbitrarily separated.

At that time, Bo Jiu was thinking that if they were separated happily, maybe they could still keep their communication open.

Later when she went back to see it secretly, he was no longer there...

The scene in the dream made Bo Jiu subconsciously hold Qin Mo's hand. The very tight force made Qin Mo's eyes lower and deeper, what did this guy dream about?

So sad?

Qin Mo reached out and lifted Bo Jiu's chin. After rubbing it, he leaned over and kissed her lips.

After all, this is the one that the little hooligan likes the most.

But this time, it still has not changed.

Qin Mo looked at the face and felt like a stone was pressed on his chest, and he was extremely irritable.

Enough, she is just a prey.

You have already invested too much attention in her.

Enough.

Thinking about this, my hands lifted the person up and the kiss became deeper, just to wake someone up.

Bo Jiu was indeed awake. After realizing that the great god was kissing her, he paused for a moment and wanted to return it.

Qin Mo reached out to block her movements: "Let me tell me what you dreamed of just now?"

"When we were in the United States, we were very young at that time, and we had a fight and separated. I secretly went back to find you. Unfortunately, you have returned to China." When Bo Jiu said this, his thin lips pursed.

I don’t know if it was because her face was too small and tender, so people like Qin Mo would comfort him: “It’s just a dream.”

"It's not a dream, it's true." Bo Jiu looked at his eyes: "It's really happened, so Brother Mo, you promise me something, don't leave me, okay? Look at me, I'm so beautiful, and so rich, and can avenge you in the game. Where do you go to find such a good financial supporter?"

Qin Mo's voice was slow: "These points you said are easier to find, but it is really hard to find if you have a thick skin like you."

Bo Jiu:...I thought that taking the initiative to kiss her means becoming gentle. As expected, the word gentle should not be used on the great god.

"So I don't plan to worry about it anymore." Qin Mo reached out and pinched her face: "It just so happens that I like such a thick one."

Bo Jiu smiled and reached out to hug his waist.

She wanted to say that it really doesn't matter if I don't recover my memory.

Just be by her side.

I am also worried that with the character of the great god, I guess I really don’t plan to recover. I’d better forget it. It’s great to be together like this.

This time I didn't have nightmares.

His hand was wrapped around her and pressed her head on his shoulder, with no intention of letting go.

The two of them are already very beautiful. This posture and the dawn that comes in slightly will make people feel more beautiful.

He was wearing a white sweater, and she was pressing against him. Both sides of his face could make a scream.

But it seems that they give people the feeling that they belong only to each other.

the next day.

The sun is just right.

Whether Qin Mo can participate in the competition is still waiting for the results.

The result is not something that can be controlled by anyone.

But Feng Yi still wanted to work hard.

No one knew he hadn't slept all night.

Except for a shadow following him.

If it were normal times, Feng Yi might have noticed this shadow.

But all he thought about now was how to tell the organizing committee about Qin Mo's true situation and those fans who no longer believed in Qin Mo.

He wanted to tell these people that even if that person lost his memory, his instinct was still there, and he was a team support that was more important than anyone else.
To be continued...