Then he will inevitably get blood on his hands.

Fan Jia is very patient, she doesn't care about waiting for a while.

However, she also discovered something.

That amulet is too annoying.

Every time it will interfere with her language effect.

Wait a little longer.

Wait until after one night.

She can get rid of this thing too!

Thinking of this, the smile on the corner of Fan Jia's mouth became stronger and stronger.

But she thought Qin Mo would walk into the bedroom with her!

Unexpectedly, he stopped outside the bedroom door. It was a total of five steps, no more or less, and he had no intention of entering!

Fan Jia was anxious: "Brother Mo, don't you sleep? Do you want to stand here for one night?"

The answer to her was that he leaned against the wall, stood slanted and slanted, holding his trouser pockets with both hands, slowly closing his eyes, which was very obvious.

Fanjia also wanted to eat with him.

He didn't even think about it, let alone whether he would eat or not.

He was not standing by the window, like a demon who had lost interest in the surroundings, and his body was covered with darkness.

Fan Jia tried to use words to order him, but was worried that it would cause the opposite effect.

It doesn't matter if you wait for another night.

Anyway, she and him are living in the same room now.

And that z may have a lot of things to do.

She didn't believe that z could be so calm!

Bo Jiu was indeed not that calm, especially after seeing the light go out, the smile on the corner of her mouth disappeared, and even the set meal was thrown into the trash can by her.

She told herself not to think too much.

But I couldn't help but lit a cigarette for myself.

The temperature outside is very low.

She didn't know what the temperature was like in the room, but she just felt a little cold all over her body.

Fortunately, there was heating in the car, but she didn't want to stay in the car.

She wanted him to see her.

I stood downstairs and smoked seven or eight cigarettes, and I couldn't stand it, so I opened the car door.

Bo Jiu also knew that Fan Jia was not going to give them some more contact.

I just don’t know if he was moved even if what she showed him just now.

The first time Bo Jiu felt that time passed so slowly.

The night is so hard.

But if Fan Jia is arrested if he really takes action.

He was also caught up with the other party's plan.

Bo Jiu raised his eyes and looked at the watch on his wrist.

It's already 11 o'clock, and there are less than 12 hours left before the start of the game.

12 hours.

How can a person recover his memory?

Bo Jiu thought of many plans, but each one was very unrealistic.

By two in the morning, she forced herself to take a break.

Because Fanjia will definitely have a trick next time.

Moreover, the longer the psychological suggestion is, the more difficult it will be to resolve it.

She knew very well that Fan Jia was just consuming time when dragging on like this.

But even so, Bo Jiu didn't know how to conquer it.

She stretched out her hand, rubbed her eyebrows, looked at the cigarette butts that fell all over the floor, and looked at the watch again, another hour had passed.

The comments on the Internet are still there.

Probably because there are only less than ten hours left.

The countdown started on the official website.

Even now, some people are still opposing that Qin Mo and Spades should not participate in the competition.

Bo Jiu slid his fingers and felt it was too cold.

It's indeed cold.

But I can't let go.

He slid his fingers a few times, and finally pointed his fingertips on a phone call, He Honghua.

When He Honghua received the call, she suddenly woke up: "Jiu, is it Jiu?"

"It's me." Bo Jiu smiled, looked up and looked at the dark window. It was six in the morning, and there were less than four hours left before the start of the Asian Championship.

In four hours, she could predict almost all the results.

Can't drag it on any longer.

No matter what, you must keep his most important things.

Bo Jiu took a step back, with a hat with a coat on his head, and a slender and elegant figure. When he opened his mouth, mist filled his mouth: "I'm afraid I'm going to lose my word when I promised you before."
Chapter completed!