At this moment, his eyes were looking at her with a very deep look, with some exquisite laziness in his eyes.

Such eyes seem to be able to intoxicate people.

If Qin fans came in at this time, they would probably be knocked down by the great god before they could speak.

Handsome and dangerous.

Fu Jiu raised the corner of his mouth: "Brother Mo, it's so late, why are you here? Where is Feng Baby?"

Qin Mo looked at the handsome cheeks of the beautiful blush that had just been blown out, his eyes widened a little, and his voice was faint: "Come and guide your game skills."

Fu Jiu:...So? Where did Baby Feng go?

Wait, she had a very bad premonition.

"Brother Mo is going to guide me until what time?" Fu Jiu pressed his forehead back and narrowed his eyes slightly. The water droplets finally stopped dripping, but just this action made her look even more eye-catching.

The bright lights were turned down, and a very light halo was outlined on the side of the boy, and the fluff on it was clean.

Qin Mo turned his gaze back, and his deep eyes seemed to seep wine: "Before going to bed," he added in a very light voice: "I will live with you tonight."

Upon hearing this, Fu Jiu wanted to say something, but saw the man looking at her leisurely, as if he wanted to see what expression she would give him.

What a dangerous person the great god is.

She knows best.

Sometimes the more you hide, the more flaws you will get.

Fu Jiu curled his lips and raised a shallow smile: "That's thank you Brother Mo."

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows and handed the business book in his hand to the boy who was very inconsistent with his words and deeds.

Looking at his bulging cheeks, a smile couldn't help but rise.

Fu Jiu was puzzled: "Brother Mo seemed to be in a good mood."

"Yes." Qin Mo did not deny it.

Fu Jiulai was interested: "If you have any happy things, let me listen to them if you say them?" Otherwise, the atmosphere in the room would be too single, and problems would be prone to occur.

Qin Mo glanced at the boy and was careless: "For example, you are depressed."

“…”

Fu Jiu turned his head decisively. She didn't speak, and she achieved the goal of the great god. She was not depressed, and depression would even achieve the goal of the great god.

She wants to play games with bright sunshine!

It's really brilliant and sunny.

As soon as he got up, his fingers quickly dropped a player.

The player really couldn't understand it, so he sent him a sentence, "Brother, why is he so murderous? Can we play with it in a friendly manner?"

The great god never plays friendly with her, does not reply, and continues to kill.

Fu Jiu sat next to Qin Mo with his long legs crossed.

The single beds in the hotel are generally large, and two people sit completely on the left and right.

After seeing the speed of the young man, Qin Mo's smile became stronger.

Secretary Liang would definitely collapse if he was here.

Young Master Ninth hasn't done anything yet, but the killing speed is a little faster. Why do they Mr. Qin laugh so happily!

When he hit the fourth person, Qin Shen finally took out his posture of guiding people to play games, stretched out his right hand, and directly covered Fu Jiu's hand holding the mouse, and a nice and light tobacco fragrance appeared from his thin lips: "Pull it back here. When playing team games, you can prevent someone from sneak attacking behind you."
Chapter completed!