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One thousand seven hundred and ninety-six

That noodle restaurant is too small and inconspicuous. To be honest, if Bo Jiu hadn't thought about it deliberately, he wouldn't have thought of it at all.

But she knew very well that the more such a place, the easier it was to ignore it.

Because it's too daily and ordinary.

But its geographical location and perspective are really excellent.

It’s like when she used to disguise her, she liked to sit in a convenience store and eat Guandong cooking. It’s a truth to watch the police car whizzing past her.

When Bo Jiu thought of this, he suddenly raised his eyes.

The tip of his tongue touched his palate. This time, was it her who came to block him?

Bo Jiu was very smart and did not let plainclothes follow her.

I didn't even choose to enter the three directions: left and right sides and front.

Instead, he walked to the rear, took off his black windbreaker, circled his hands, and then walked in from the kitchen with force, supporting the wall.

When the cooking chef saw a person appearing suddenly, his hands were paused.

What's going on?

The most important thing is that the child even brought away the shredded pork noodles he had fried? He took them away!

Bo Jiu did take a plate of noodles and leave.

It was because the great god hadn't had dinner before in order to go downstairs to buy her candy.

Of course she was also mentally prepared, and she would face two people later.

Bo Jiu dragged the dining plate with one hand and put it into his trouser pocket with the other hand, and walked towards the window.

Fanjia was facing away from her, so he didn't see anyone approaching them.

But Qin Mo is different.

He seemed careless, but in fact he could detect any movement in every place.

Not to mention, such a person who was not like a waiter, was walking towards them with a dining plate.

Qin Mo only felt that the man looked familiar.

But the reason why he didn't look away was not because this person looked familiar.

It was the smile that brought out from the corner of the man's mouth.

It's very interesting, as if I was saying, look, I knew you would be here.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows.

Fan Jia doesn't know what he is looking at.

When she turned around, her face changed! The poisonous spirit seeped out from her eyes was even more obscured!

How could this person find this place?

Fan Jia suddenly stood up, picked up the knife hidden in his bag, and pointed it at Bo Jiu!

But Bo Jiu seemed to have never seen her at all. He let her point her with a knife, slightly lowered her figure, put the plate of shredded pork noodles in front of Qin Mo, and his voice was filled with dissatisfaction: "Brother Mo, I really didn't expect that you would be fooled away when you buy a candy. Oh, the noodles were just fried, you eat them while they are hot, I know, I know, you don't remember me anymore. Actually, I think after not playing games, I can write a book and ask my boyfriend to lose his memory every once in a while."

Qin Mo didn't say anything, he was observing the boy.

Fan Jia looked around, the poison in his eyes became stronger and stronger, and finally he couldn't help it anymore. He lowered his head and smiled, his voice like a snake letter: "Brother Mo, this person has always wanted to hurt me, please help me kill her!"

When Bo Jiu heard this, his fingers suddenly paused.

She is very clear about the consequences of psychological hints once they are keyed.

She was still too impulsive and wanted to take him back, so she walked in.

But I forgot to think about the insidiousness of Fan Jia.

Fan Jia seemed to be enjoying the current feeling, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but feel proud.
Chapter completed!
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