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Four hundred and ninetieth chapters nine women's clothing 11

"This is?"

"New Year's gift." Fu Jiu chuckled, just surrounded the yarn, sitting lazily: "How can a girl attend a mask party without a long skirt? You have lost a lot of weight these days. White is very suitable for you, and you can just play an angel."

Although Xue Yaoyao has never seen too many expensive things, you can tell by just touching the fabric that such a skirt will definitely not be cheap.

It seems like this will always be the case in the Nine Palaces.

I think more thoughtful than anyone else.

It brings more warmth to others than anyone else.

"Thanks."

Xue Yaoyao put away the gift box, and a smile was filled with smiles on her lips.

She thought that it would be absolutely happy to meet this person in her lifetime.

Fu Jiu still supported his side face, his mouth was evil and unchanged, and his beauty was unchanged.

The masquerade will not start at 6:30 pm.

To prevent the teenager from getting out.

After Qin Mo held the shareholders' meeting at 2 noon, he took out his cell phone, swiped the screen, and called someone's phone number.

It’s a pity that no one answered the first call.

Another half an hour passed.

Qin Mo called the second one.

This time someone picked it up.

But a female voice came: "Is it the God of Qin?"

After Qin Mo heard the sound, his fingers stagnated: "Xue Yaoyao?"

"It's me." Xue Yaoyao didn't understand why. Every time she faced the Qin Shen, her scalp would get numb.

Qin Mo's eyes faded, and he made a wait gesture to Secretary Liang who came in to sign the document, and then walked back to the floor-to-ceiling window with a low voice: "Let Fu Jiu answer the phone."

Even through the phone, Xue Yaoyao could hear that Qin Shen didn't seem to be in such a good mood.

"The Nine Palace is taking a bath, so it's not convenient to pick it up, so I'll help you pick it up."

Qin Mo's eyes became colder and colder, and his voice lost all the temperature: "Where are you?"

Take a shower at this time, hotel?

Think of the word "hotel".

Qin Mo's hand almost wrinkled the documents on his hand.

"In the Fu family." Xue Yaoyao explained: "The first time Jiudian wore women's clothing, I don't understand many things, so we have to dress up later."

She answered this call, which was also the meaning of Nine Palaces, to make everyone and Qin Shen feel that they will always be together...

The top floor of Qin family.

Secretary Liang looked at the tall and tall back in front of him, and the chill dissipated little by little, and then he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The hostility emitted by the president just now was really heart-shaking, just as if he would destroy the office in the next second if he got some news. He didn't know what happened and made the president look like this.

Fortunately, it's getting better now.

However, it was just a little better.

There was no smile in Qin Mo's eyes: "Wait until he finishes taking a shower, let him call me back."

"Okay." Xue Yaoyao hung up the phone, patted her chest, and said to the young man sitting in front of her: "It's too stressful to talk to the great god."

Fu Jiu smiled: "It's good to get used to it. Ask your friends to come over too. You can leave first, go out from me, wait until I'm done, and go from behind."

"That god's phone number..." Xue Yaoyao reminded.

Fu Jiu raised his eyes and looked at the time: "I will go back in ten minutes."

In the president's office.

Qin Mo's eyes swept towards the traffic and the reflection of the window.

Her thin lips curled up and she smiled coldly.

bath?
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