If Secretary Liang knew what Qin Mo was thinking now, he would be glad that their president finally realized that he was not close to him!

However, now this kind of consciousness...is more a tendency to control the younger brother...

Qin Mo himself did not think that his thoughts were as good as the boy. He only looked at Fu Jiu's deep eyes, and his voice was very light: "It's really not masculine. I'll run a few more laps later."

As he said that, he carried his body over, fiddled with the black wrist guards with his slender fingers casually, and his handsome face was as cold as usual: "Change, I won't look."

Fu Jiu:...

Master, can't you go out and wait?

Forget it, it is better for the great god to be in front of her.

If you are too meticulous, too dark-hearted, and too skillful in routines, you will be told if you are not careful.

When Fu Jiu was a hacker, he had never encountered such a difficult person to deal with. If the police were like the great gods,

She really thinks about doing things.

However, the great god seemed to be soft but not hard... As long as she was a little weak, it seemed that the great god would really take the posture of hurting her brother to love her... Fu Jiu looked at the man's tall back and slowly curled his lower lip. After changing his clothes, he had no worries. Anyway, she had a bandage on her chest and a coat, so she didn't have to care about anything anymore. She put her hand on Qin Mo's shoulder from behind, looking like a good brother: "Brother Mo, let me go later, I won't control the ball well."

Qin Mo endured it for a long time before he couldn't slap the boy's claws!

The great god told himself very coldly that the boy is now in his youth rebellious period, and any act of resisting him may cause certain harm to his soul.

But the boy was too close to him. When the familiar and clean sweet smell came, he always wanted to pry open the boy's mouth and see how much candy he had eaten...

At this time, Xue Yaoyao was already waiting outside the court, with poured tea on her hand, and a very beautiful big fruit plate in the middle of the coffee table. It is better to say that she is here to enjoy it rather than playing tennis.

In addition to the green grass outdoors, the indoor temperature is regulated, and the brown sofa is also very comfortable to lean on, and there is a faint cologne fragrance in your breath.

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

But when she looked up and saw the intimate postures of the two people, she even forgot to be restrained... She just stared at the boy and smiled at her, then turned her head to bite Qin Shen.

What was most surprising was that Qin Shen actually hooked his lower lip, then reached out and pinched the boy's back neck: "Don't bargain with me, a fight of thirty minutes will not take a second less."

Fu Jiujun's face collapsed and he was a little depressed: "I'm not good at looking handsome?" What about my promised brother?

"I don't even have a look at my figure, and I'm still saying that I'm handsome?" Qin Mo handed the receptionist to him the racket, pressed it into the boy's arms, and said casually: "Play it well, don't be lazy."

The receptionist did not expect that Young Master Qin would give his racket to someone else, and looked at Fu Jiu in surprise.

Fu Jiu was also smart. When he looked at the receptionist, he knew that the racket was not provided by the tennis court, but was a personal property of the great god.
Chapter completed!