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One thousand seven hundred and seventy-seven

"The moon will be the first to get close to the water?" Qin Mo repeated these words, stretched out his hand lazily, and pressed her cell phone: "It sounds like you think it's just one-sided."

Bo Jiu looked sideways: "Okay, no matter whether you have this idea or not, I have it anyway. I will get the moon first when I get close to the water."

"Is this why you joined the team?" Qin Mo asked casually.

Bo Jiu looked serious: "Well, I was fascinated by Brother Mo's beauty and couldn't help but sign the contract for sale. I signed it for three years. Brother Mo is the legal person of the team."

"In this way, I am the financial owner." Qin Mo smiled, his lips curled up, and he just looked at someone in his arms.

Bo Jiu finally realized what it means to be wrong and began to talk back to the topic: "No, I must be richer than you. Joining the team is just to implicit rules for you."

"Oh? Is it the employee's unspoken rules boss? Or the team member's unspoken rules captain?" Qin Mo still had a smile on his lips when he said this.

Bo Jiu also knew that she couldn't get it to talk about this topic, so she took her cell phone and prepared to play another game silently.

The man looked at her right behind her, but his posture did not change, and he still held her in his arms.

"Why don't you kill wild monsters?"

"It hasn't been refreshed yet, I forgot for a few dozen seconds."

"Refresh 12 seconds after killing, now it's out."

Hearing this sentence, Bo Jiu's hand playing games suddenly stopped and raised his eyes: "How do you know?" Did you remember it? Or did you have an impression?

"Is this difficult?" Qin Mo pointed his finger on the screen: "Looking at how many you have typed, you can easily draw a conclusion after calculating it comprehensively."

Bo Jiu forgot that even if the great god loses his memory, the genius will not change, especially as a pure psychologist, no one is as good as him in memory.

"Then how many seconds can the blue on my body last?"

“9o.”

"Where is the time when the tyrant falls into darkness?"

"Ten minutes after the game starts."

The more Bo Jiu listened, his eyes became brighter and brighter: "How long does it take for my ultimate to recover?"

"Are you testing me? Do you want me to be familiar with games?" Qin Mo looked at the person in his arms, smiled, but the temperature in his eyes faded: "I am not a person who likes to play games. I used to play, but it does not mean that I like to play now."

Bo Jiu raised his eyes and saw his vague impatientness. Then he turned off his phone: "If you don't like it, don't play. I see you are so excited about making trouble for me, and I thought you like it."

"That's because you're playing." Qin Mo suddenly said something.

Both of them were stunned for a moment.

Qin Mo's eyebrows frowned slightly.

But Bo Jiu laughed and couldn't stop it.

Qin Mo leaned over and said, "I'm very proud?"

"Yes." Bo Jiu's eyes brought light: "Brother Mo, does this mean that you like me a little?"

Qin Mo's voice was very light, and he smiled: "You are my financial backer, why don't you like it?"

He started to pretend to be gentle again, what could Bo Jiu say: "Just like it."

However, Qin Mo's eyes became deeper, as if he was still wondering why he blurted out such a sentence.

However, there is nothing undesirable to play with your home prey.

After all, she is very likable.

There is only one thing, I don’t know if she is not allowed to play games, she has nothing to do, and she will follow him wherever he goes, even to the bathroom, she will follow him, like a little tail.
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