The national school idol is a girl

Qin Mo also looked towards Bo Jiu.

Those deep eyes showed no emotion.

"Mr. Qin, the Bo family is here." The fat man stopped the car.

Qin Mo glanced at Bo Jiu again.

Bo Jiu was still holding two live lobsters in his hands. He raised his head and smiled at him: "Then I'm leaving. Thank you, Master Qin, for sending me back. See you at the game later?"

The two of them were sitting together, and Qin Mo could see that innocent face if he turned his head to the side, and even the tiny hairs on his cheeks could be seen clearly.

Seeing him like this, Qin Mo was not in a good mood at first, and became less concerned about it: "That's all? You won't say anything else?"

Other words?

"Drive slowly, send me a WeChat message when you get home, and I'll ask you to refresh your account!" Bo Jiu leaned forward and touched the black hair in front of Master Qin's forehead with his fingers: "If Master Qin can go into battle in person, they will definitely offer a higher price." "

Originally, Qin Mo wanted to say, "If you come to see me because of your company's issues, I can help you solve it."

But he never thought that this guy only lived for a minute and then started to seek death here again!

Qin Mo took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes heavily, and his chest heaved. His voice was deep, and the words seemed to be grinded out between his teeth: "Get out of here!"

"Angry again?" Bo Jiu stared, then smiled. He simply raised his hands and rubbed Qin Mo's head: "Master, don't be so cool all the time. Be kind. After all, it's our first time to meet each other. Why don't you not?" Parting happily, well, it’s much more pleasing to the eye!”

COCO and Fatty were sitting in front of the car, not daring to look back!

What the hell is that kid doing!

Rub the president (captain)’s head? !

Have you ever heard of tigers plucking their hair from their heads?

This is basically the same truth!

The president probably wants to tear him to pieces this time!

Qin Mo had really never been rubbed on his head. His fingers clenched loosely, then loosened again, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore and pushed the car door open and threw the young man with a bright smile out!

"drive!"

Two very cold words, without a trace of warmth.

The fat man trembled, and without saying a word, he immediately stepped on the accelerator.

He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, their president would be tempted to fight against the Z of Spades.

Bo Jiu was very happy, with his thin lips curled up and a bright smile waving towards the rear mirror.

Master Qin, who was dazzled by such a smile, snorted coldly, and then turned his head away.

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows and avoided her?

Then she can still harass her.

He lowered his head and sent a WeChat message.

"Master, remember to play the game when you get home and let the experienced driver guide you to refresh your notebook!"

Qin Mo held his chin, slid the message away, and snorted coldly: "Is it necessary for you to bring this book to me?"

"Then you take me, it's the same anyway." After Bo Jiu finished playing, he said with a smile: "Playing games with friends is fun."

Qin Mo did not refuse this time, and replied with three indifferent words: "I know."

Is this a promise? Bo Jiu raised a nice eyebrow. It seemed that the great god was not so completely inhumane.

What if Qin Dashen really brushes up the books with her later?

Then the order price will rise by one liter.

Group photos and the like must also be counted.

It's so easy to ask a master to help you write a book.

All normal prices are not accepted.

Must be adjusted to VIP treatment.

Yes, yes, face-based training is also beneficial.

At that time, as long as you take orders and play books, bring the master with you, and you will definitely make money!