The national school idol is a girl

Bo Jiu could still hold on during the game.

It's over now.

It really hurts.

After leaving the venue, she asked Feng Yi for a cigarette.

As soon as he took a sip, someone snatched him away.

It's a great god.

His deep eyes passed over the hands of the young man in front of him, but his eyes were cold: "Hug you or carry you, choose one."

Bo Jiu leaned back and chuckled: "Brother Mo, I'm not that weak yet."

Qin Mo didn't want to waste time on this topic, so he bent down and hugged the person sideways.

at this time.

Some fans at the venue have not yet left.

Suddenly there was a scream.

After Bo Jiu paused for a moment, the only thing he thought of was that hugging him was better than carrying him, at least that part didn't have to be attached to the master's back.

What a fart!

Feng Yi wanted to rub his head again. He could predict that the number of calls he would answer would definitely increase tenfold in the future!

how to explain?

Just say that Xiao Spade is not feeling well.

Yes, just say that!

"Master."

Adjutant Zhang, who had followed Qin Mo back from the Northern Federation, saw his young master carrying a young man out like this, and the soldier's face paused for a moment.

Not to mention Lin Chentao who left at the same time.

After enduring it for a long time, I finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Lin Chentao said "Ah" directly in the alliance WeChat group!

"What, Wuli Taotao, what aroused you?" It was the third fat classmate who spoke: "Didn't you win the game?"

Lin Chentao: "It's better not to win, that pervert Qin Mo..."

"Qin Mo is back? My nemesis is back. Why are you talking about such a big thing now!"

Lin Chentao: "Didn't you watch the live broadcast?"

"I haven't watched it." The most handsome and fat man in the world asked, "When did I tell you that I watched the live broadcast?"

Lin Chentao: "Then you say I won."

"I'm just trying to comfort you. Damn it, no way, you really won? What about the Imperial Alliance? I still have to fight against my mortal enemy!"

It’s not just the most handsome and chubby guy in the world.

Others who had just finished the competition also raised questions.

Lin Chentao: "This group has nothing to do! I said I won, and this is your response!"

"The main thing is that Little Spades won't let you win..."

Lin Chentao looked at that sentence and decided to tell the truth: "He is not feeling well."

"Are you feeling unwell? What's wrong with you?"

Lin Chentao recalled: "There was a red mark on his wrist, but he seemed to be feeling so uncomfortable because of a stomachache..."

In fact, Bo Jiu was not suffering from stomachache, but because of his aunt.

It's just that the master still knew that as soon as he got in the car, he gave Adjutant Zhang three words: "Go to the hospital."

How can I go to the hospital with this disease?

Bo Jiu pointed his fingers and said, "Brother Mo, this is an old problem of mine. I can go home, rest, drink some hot water and it will be cured."

"What kind of stomach problem can be cured by drinking some hot water?" Qin Mo turned his head and looked at the young man sitting on his left.

Bo Jiu leaned against his lower abdomen and pursed his lips into a straight line: "I simply don't want to go to the hospital. I feel bad after losing the game. Besides, I know my body very well. I just want to sleep now."

This is indeed a reason.

At least for teenagers in the rebellious period of youth.

Qin Mo glanced at the blood-red mark again, raised an eyebrow, and then stretched out his hand to push down the young man's head and put it on his shoulder. His other hand stretched out and covered the young man's head. On the lower abdomen, two very faint words: "Go to sleep."

Fourth update, Ann