The national school idol is a girl

Qin Mo glanced sideways at someone and said in a light voice: "What kind of routine are you talking about? Pretending to be someone else, pointing at the game video, in the mall, he kept praising himself to the laptop sales boss for how handsome he is when playing games. This kind of routine?"

This is obviously her dark history.

Does she still care when she has so much dark history?

Bo Jiuxie smiled sarcastically: "What genius came up with this routine? It sounds very cool."

Qin Mo looked helpless and stretched out his hand to pinch her face: "Bo Xiaojiu."

"Huh?" Bo Jiu looked at his face and felt a little itchy. After eating, he wanted to do something with this person. The ancients were really honest and did not deceive others. They had enough food and clothing to think about beauty and desire. That was probably it.

"Would you like to play a game?" Qin Mo held his trouser pocket with one hand, his eyes downcast.

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

"The last time we fought here, I found you. How about you come to me this time?" Qin Mo lowered his eyes and said, "If I find you, it's yours."

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

"From now on, whatever you want to do," Qin Mo pointed out: "If your hands are itchy, we will go 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.

Moreover, he agreed.

"How to play the game?"

What she is best at is games.

"I will give you hints. If you solve these hints before dark, you will be able to find me." Qin Mo looked at her: "It won't be certain after dark."

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

"In William's hands."

With this sentence, Bo Jiu felt that he was tricking her again.

Qin Mo saw through her thoughts and simply picked up the phone and dialed a number.

William, who was originally preparing for the next party, was shocked at this moment, and he wanted to curse in Yanguo dialect.

Why is this big devil calling him at this time!

"Hey." William tried to let his momentum come out.

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

Oh noisy! Why does this man who looks like an oriental prince but is actually a big devil know his location so well!

"You sent someone to follow me again, Qin, this is not what friends do." William argued with reason: "You Yan people should be very cultivated."

Qin Mo automatically ignored his words: "Jiu Hui will find you in twenty minutes. There is something I want to give her in your bag. You give it to her."

"Nine? You mean nine?" William immediately stood up straight and took two steps back and forth pretending to be a gentleman: "I have to choose a suit. You also know that she is my Bai Yueguang..."

Qin Mo snorted: "William, do you want your legs to be broken again by me as an adult?"

"Hey, really, brother, you are cruel to say that. Now I think Jiu, to use your Eastern dialect, has a very pure mind and is not bad. I just don't know if Jiu will be excited when he sees me." It can be said that William This wave of desire for survival is also very strong.

Qin Mo's voice softened: "You think too much. There is nothing about your appearance that can excite her."

This sentence hurts my heart.

Why has Jiu liked pretty boys since childhood?

Where did he lose?

William took a deep breath: "I'll wait for her here."