The national school grass is a girl

Chapter 115 Great God Qin Began to Be Jealous
Bo Jiu paused, raised his eyes, and set his eyes on the man not far away.

He is picking out the rackets provided by the court. His slender hands are wrapped in pure black playing gloves. He is dressed in a professional badminton outfit. When he lowers his head, the long and thick eyelashes fall down to form a shadow, making him look They all have a careless taste, like a popular star filming a TV series.

If Qin Dashen's appearance is put on the live broadcast platform, it is estimated that his popularity will rise to a higher level...

Probably noticing the young man's gaze, Qin Fengrui suddenly raised his eyes, and looked towards Bo Jiu lightly: "What's your plan?"

Bo Jiu put the racket back, showed his handsome canine teeth, and smiled brightly: "No, I just want to see Brother Mo is so handsome, so I want to take a closer look."

Xue Yaoyao was very troubled listening to it.

Why does she always feel that Jiudian is firing at God Qin?
Obviously two men are playing tennis together, but Xue Yaoyao has an illusion of showing affection!

But...the two really do match...

Holding the teacup, Xue Yaoyao glanced enviously at the court.

Bo Jiu met her gaze, smiled lightly, walked over with the racket in hand, then pulled out his notebook from his schoolbag, leaned over to her and said, "You go to the game to play two rounds first, and the intermission Then, I'll talk to you about the problem."

"Okay." Xue Yaoyao didn't expect that at this time, the young man was still thinking about herself, feeling taken care of, and her face turned red.

Bo Jiu glanced at the fruit plate on the coffee table, pinched a piece of watermelon and put it in his mouth, and said softly, "You can eat whatever you want, don't be restrained."

"En." Xue Yaoyao nodded vigorously, looking at the boy's face, her eyes were full of admiration.

When Qin Mo, who was standing on the court, saw this scene, he flicked the badminton racket in his left hand a few times, and his dark night eyes deepened.

When Bo Jiu walked over again, he saw that the face of the great god seemed to be much colder.

Could it be that the show is about to start... so the murderous aura of the Great God also came up?
"Kick-off." Qin Mo only said two words to the receptionist standing beside him, and stood tall and straight in front of the net.

Bo Jiu's eyes also became serious, the young man half-bent his knees, his profile was clean and handsome, his silver hair hit his ears, and he matched with black earrings, a hard hit was a powerful smash!

Qin Mo calmly observed the direction the ball was coming from, then turned sideways, and in a very beautiful posture, he grasped the racket tightly and aimed at the white ball to slap it neatly!

Snapped!
Bo Jiu's forehead was immediately hit!
Rubbing with one hand, the face hurts a bit pitifully: "Brother Mo, did you do it on purpose? Hit me in the face?"

Is this really inviting her to play badminton?Instead of taking the opportunity to take revenge on her?

Qin Mo looked at the young man like that, and his eyes sank: "Since you are here to play, you should focus on playing and don't always think about flirting with girls."

"When did I always think about flirting with girls?" Bo Jiu muttered, somewhat feeling wronged.

Qin Mo's eyes swept over the boy's hairy head hanging down, but in the end he still couldn't overcome the guilt surging in his heart, turned his head to look at the receptionist, and said in an unhappy voice, "Go and get the ice cubes. "

"Ah? Yes!" The receptionists haven't realized what Qin Shao wants ice cubes for.

He pulled out a towel, wrapped the ice cubes, and placed them on the boy's forehead...

(End of this chapter)