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One thousand eight hundred and sixty-four find me, do whatever you want

Qin Mo looked at someone sideways, his voice lightly: "What kind of routine are you talking about? Disguised as something else, pointing at the game video, and in the mall, he kept praising himself for playing games with the boss who sold laptops. Is this routine?"

This is obviously her dark history.

Does she still care about so much dark history?

Bo Jiu smiled and said, "Which genius thinks of this routine sounds very handsome."

Qin Mo seemed helpless and reached out to pinch her face: "Bo Xiaojiu."

"Huh?" Bo Jiu looked at his face and felt a little itchy. When he was full, he wanted to touch this person. The ancients did not deceive others. They were probably like this.

"Do you want to play a game?" Qin Mo held his pants pocket with one hand, his eyes low and his eyes were shining.

Bo Jiu pulled himself back from the beauty and looked at him: "What game?"

"The last time we came here, we fought here, I found you. This time, you came to me, how about it?" Qin Mo lowered his eyes: "It's yours."

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows: "Let me do whatever I want to do tonight?"

"In the future, you will do whatever you want." Qin Moyi pointed out: "If you have itchy hands, we will come abroad, after all, you are z."

Bo Jiu understood very well that this meant that he was giving up something for her, but he still didn't want to let go. This person was hers.

And, he agreed.

"How to play the game?"

What she is best at is games.

"I will give you a prompt. Before dark, untie these prompts and you will find me." Qin Mo looked at her: "It's not necessarily true after dark."

Bo Jiu glanced at the time: "Where is the prompt?"

"In William's hands."

Bo Jiu felt that he was tricking her again.

Qin Mo saw through her thoughts, so he simply picked up his cell phone and dialed a number.

William, who was about to go to the next party, was shocked at this time. He wanted to curse people in Chinese dialect.

Why did this big devil call him at this time!

"Hey." William is committed to making his aura come out.

Qin Mo casually said: "Are you in the Royal Hotel?"

Oh no! Why does this person who looks like an oriental prince, but is actually a big devil, know his position so clearly!

"You sent someone to follow me again. Qin, my friend didn't do this." William argued: "You orientals should be very well-educated."

Qin Mo automatically ignored his words: "Jiuhui will find you twenty minutes later. There is something I want to give her in your bag, and you can give it to her."

"Jiu? Are you talking about Jiu?" William immediately stood up straight and walked back and forth as a gentleman: "I have to choose a suit, you know she is my white moonlight..."

Qin Mo shouted: "William, do you want to be broken by me as an adult?"

"Hey, really, brother, you're cruel to say this. I'm talking to Jiu now, in your oriental dialect, my mind is very pure and there is nothing bad. I just don't know if Jiu will be excited when he sees me." It can be said that William's desire to survive is also very strong.

Qin Mo's voice slowed down: "You're thinking too much. Nothing can make her excited when you look."

This sentence is heartbreaking.

Why has Jiu liked young faces since he was a child?

Where did he lose like this?
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