The national school idol is a girl

If Secretary Liang knew what Qin Mo was thinking now, he would definitely be glad that their president finally realized that he and she were no longer close!

However, this kind of consciousness now... may be more of a brother-controlling tendency...

Qin Mo himself didn't think that his thoughts were directed towards the boy at all. His deep eyes only glanced at Bo Jiu a few more times, and his voice was very light: "It's really not manly. Come out and run a few more laps."

With that said, he turned his body away, his long fingers playing with the black wristband casually, his handsome face turned cold as usual: "Change it, I won't look at it."

Bo Jiu:......

Master, can't you go out and wait?

Forget it, it's better for the master to be in front of her.

He is too thoughtful, he is too shady, and his tricks are too skillful. If he is not careful, he will trick people.

When Bo Jiu was working as a hacker, he had never encountered such a difficult person to deal with. If the police were like this,

She really puts a lot of thought into everything she does.

However, the great god seems to be soft-hearted rather than tough... As long as she wilts a little, it seems that the great god will really show love to her younger brother... Bo Jiu looked at the man's upright back, slowly raised his lower lip, and changed After getting dressed, she no longer had any worries. Since she had a bandage on her chest and a coat, she didn't need to worry about anything anymore. She directly put her hand on Qin Mo's shoulder from behind, acting like a good brother. : "Brother Mo, give me a break, I can't handle the ball well."

Qin Mo endured it for a long time before slapping the boy's claws off!

The great god told himself very coldly that the boy was currently in the rebellious period of youth, and any behavior that resisted him might cause some damage to his soul.

It's just that when the boy is too close, the familiar and clean sweet smell always makes him want to pry open the boy's mouth to see how much candy he has eaten...

At this time, Xue Yaoyao was already sitting outside the court waiting, with poured tea on hand. In the middle of the coffee table was a very beautiful large fruit plate. Coming to a place like this was more about enjoying it than playing tennis.

In addition to the green grass outside, the indoor temperature is controlled. The brown sofa is particularly comfortable to lean on, and there is a faint scent of cologne in your nose.

Xue Yaoyao is still cautious. Her legs are too thick and she always wants to hide them.

But when she looked up and saw the intimate posture of the two people, she even forgot about her restraint... She just stared blankly at the young man who smiled at her, and then turned his head to bite Qin Shen's ears.

The most surprising thing was that Qin Shen actually curled up his lower lip, and then reached out and pinched the back of the young man's neck: "Don't bargain with me, a game is thirty minutes, not even a second less."

Bo Jiujun's face fell, and he was a little depressed: "I'm not handsome enough?" I agreed with my brother-in-law.

"You don't even have a decent figure, and you still call yourself handsome?" Qin Mo took the racket handed to him by the receptionist, pressed it into the boy's arms, and said in a casual tone: "Play hard, don't be lazy."

The receptionist didn't expect that Mr. Qin would give his racket to others, and looked at Bo Jiu in surprise.

Bo Jiu was also smart. One look at the receptionist's look and he knew that the racket was most likely not provided by the tennis hall, but was the private property of a great master.

I turned the racket sideways and took a look, and sure enough... the word "Qin" was engraved on the pure black target with a silver streamer.

Thank you to the seven guys who collected the rewards. I love you, so I won’t mention them by name.