The national school idol is a girl

The people who walked in were Queen An, and of course Manager Li, who was sent to her by Mr. Qin.

When Queen An's elegant and beautiful face saw the young boy again, she paused for a moment, and immediately burst into two charming little smiles: "Bo Jiu? Why didn't you say anything to auntie when you came home?"

Bo Jiu stood up politely and said with a smile: "Brother Mo drank too much, I will send him back."

"Drink too much?" After hearing this reason, An Yinghou looked back at Manager Li doubtfully. Did it mean that her son drank too much?

Manager Li had seen the world. He called Qin Mo very calmly, "Master, Master Bo" and then stood aside without saying anything. He didn't want to say that the master couldn't withstand the special training. Three bottles of Wuliangye were put away. Don't beat him.

Queen An didn't care so much. Anyway, when the boy she liked came, she would ask Bo Jiu to try on the outfit she mentioned before.

Naturally, Bo Jiu would not agree, and said with a slight smile: "Auntie, I will try again another day. Auntie just happened to be back and can take care of Brother Mo. He has an upset stomach. I still have an appointment to go to, and the time has already expired. Come on, let’s go first.”

Queen An was a reasonable person and said with a smile: "Well, another day."

No one noticed that while the two were talking, Qin Mo, who was sitting at the dining table drinking porridge, had eyes that were as cold as ice.

Bo Jiu didn't say anything more. He put on his black jacket and made an "I'm leaving" gesture towards Qin Mo.

However, I don’t know if the great god didn’t see it and ignored her.

Probably because I was drinking porridge.

There is no time to think so much, Yaoyao must be waiting impatiently.

When Bo Jiu thought of this, his steps became much faster.

She didn't look back.

However, as soon as she looked back, she would find that Qin Mo's hand holding the wooden spoon froze heavily after she left.

Qin Mo took two more mouthfuls of porridge, but found that the taste seemed to have changed, and there was no aroma at all.

Finally, he simply put down the bowl, turned sideways and took the black coat that was placed on the back of the chair.

An Yinghou looked at him: "Mo'er, where are you going? Don't you mean you have a stomachache?"

"It's better." Qin Mo's voice was very calm, and his walking posture did not look like someone who had a stomachache just now.

Is it going to be fine so soon? This stomach disease is quite miraculous... An Yinghou looked at her son's tall back disappearing by the door and muttered to herself.

And why is there no one at home?

Where are Aunt Zhang and the others?

Usually you should be at home at this time.

Queen An is unbelievable here.

Qin Mo was looking for someone after he left.

But after searching for a long time, there was no trace of the boy.

He should have already gotten in the car and went to the appointment place.

Qin Mo still walked forward in silence. His movements were slow and elegant, and seemed to be in line with his usual casual attitude.

It's just that the fingers hidden under the black gloves used strength.

He stared at the emptiness in front of him with an expressionless face and stood silently. Gradually, the cool breeze infected his body...

But he didn't seem to feel it. There was no smile on his handsome face.

For some reason, my chest feels a little tight.

It feels like you've spotted something you really like.

Want to make it your own.

No matter what means are used.

But in the end, you never beat the opponent...

Fourth update, An...