The national school grass is a girl

Chapter 1288 The first thousand 720 three
Looking at the hung up phone, Lin Feng felt a little uneasy.

Such uneasiness, accompanied by comments on the Internet, began to ferment.

Just like Bo Jiu said, he could recognize the two backs as them, and some fans could recognize them even more.

There was already very little resistance.

I don't know why, but it suddenly rose again.

When the public relations department found Feng Yi, they wanted to talk about this matter. Someone was manipulating it behind the scenes, but they couldn't find out which company it was.

This is also strange.

Only this time, Feng Yi didn't care. He looked at the photo on the Internet, raised his eyes and smiled: "Assistant Xu."

"President Feng." The assistant didn't expect that one day Feng Yi would look at people like this.

Feng Yi lit a cigarette and held it between his fingers: "Some stories can only be told to those who understand, but many people will not understand how much effort she took to bring Qin Mo back, so Forget it, it’s good when people come back.”

Assistant Xu always felt that Mr. Feng was a little different.

Feng Shang felt the same way.

His brother is indeed different from before. He is still the same joker in front of people, and won't let anyone get a cheap Fenghu from the Dimeng, but he smokes fiercely behind him.

It seems to know something, but it can't be undone.

Feng Shang stammered and asked people, but couldn't figure out why.

But happiness is real.

Saw that photo online.

He, coco and other teams together had fun on the official blog, all of them were in Aite Spade z.

Before the dining table, Bo Jiu was still thinking of a way to let the master try to accept it first.

After much deliberation, finding evidence to convince him is the most straightforward.

The Almighty was already suspicious, but now he is probably even more suspicious.

It takes a long time to eat hot pot.

Qin Mo looked at the guy who was putting his head down to scoop up mutton for him. For some reason, the food in his mouth tasted pretty good.

The old housekeeper also saw this scene.

Did the young master Xindao take back a little princess to spoil him?

Young Master Qin is so big, can't hold chopsticks by himself?
Sighing for a long time, the old housekeeper also knew in his heart that the words he told the young master to be reserved were basically just disposed of as waste products.

"The hot pot is greasy, and there is Yan Guo's oolong tea in the pot. Does the young master want to drink it here, or go to the sofa?"

The old butler picked up his pocket watch and took a look. Even though he came to the paddle market, his temperament has not changed a bit.

"These two places are not good. Brother Mo and I will go back to the room." Bo Jiu turned sideways, intending to take a tissue and wipe the corners of her mouth.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she moved, something stuck to her face, it was the fingertips of the Great God, rubbing her lips little by little, the movement was very natural.

In order to make it easier for the master to wipe the dirty things for her, Bo Jiu simply raised her handsome face and smiled.

Qin Mo looked at her smiling face and had only one thought at that time.

Why is this prey so likable...

The old housekeeper stood aside, and he, who has always been a gentleman, could only cough lightly at this moment and said, "Then I'll clean up another room."

"It's too troublesome." Bo Jiu smiled, showing a bit of malice: "There are not enough rooms, brother Mo and I can just sleep in one room."

Qin Mo looked at the double-storey apartment with multiple rooms in front of him, his fingers were still feeling someone's delicate skin, and he didn't break her words.

On the contrary, the old housekeeper took a deep breath. It seems that he found such a big house for the young master, which is a bit redundant. There are eight rooms, how could it not be enough.

However, the housekeeper's grandfather also knew what his young master was thinking at this time, with a white gloved hand, he held one end of the teapot: "I'll send it to your bedroom, and get another set of pajamas for Young Master Qin by the way."

"Okay." Bo Jiu responded without blushing at all.

Qin Mo propped his chin at the side, and his thin lips curved indistinctly.

I have never seen such an active prey.

It is also strange.

The old butler was still observing Qin Mo, originally planning to talk to the man, but when he saw what was exposed on the man's neck after taking off his shirt, his fingers trembled and he looked in Bo Jiu's direction .

Why is it so.

It was because, he remembered, when he was a child, the young master begged for many such amulets.

At that time, she was like a young monk, she was clearly dancing, but she got close to an eminent monk.

The talisman of that eminent monk is rare.

Seeing this, the old butler turned his gaze back and didn't stop there.

Even so, Qin Mo was aware of it all, and when he was sleepy, his black eyes flickered in the light.

Not in a hurry to drink tea, Bo Jiu could see that the butler grandpa had something to do with her, so she reached out and pushed Qin Mo into the bathroom: "Brother Mo, wash first, we can talk after washing."

Hearing this, Qin Mo smiled, that smile was very charming, but there was a black mist floating in his eyes: "What a pity."

"What a pity?" Bo Jiu raised her eyebrows.

Qin Mo's waist was half bent, and his breath hit her ear: "I thought we would wash together, after all, we are lovers, aren't we?"

It's a pity that even you will hide some things from me. How can such a prey be at ease when you keep it by your side?
Thinking of this, Qin Mo's eyes darkened again.

From this angle, Bo Jiu couldn't see, hugged the waist and smiled: "It's not Brother Mo, I found out why you like teasing me so much now."

Suddenly being hugged by this guy, Qin Mo didn't have any warning at all. After thinking about it, he hummed in his heart, this is starting to coax him again, but it's pretty good.

"I want to wash together." Bo Jiu's smile continued: "But first I have to talk to the housekeeper, I have to tell him that no matter what you become, you are my little princess Qin."

Qin Mo looked at her, and smiled after a while, a little coldly: "Princess Qin?"

How did this guy get his name?

"Brother Mo, you used to like me to call you that." Bo Jiu said with a sad face: "You even forgot this, hey."

Hearing that sound, Qin Mo twitched the corner of his mouth, showing an intriguing expression, and then grabbed someone's waist, his breath seductively said: "Don't worry, I will forget everything, and I will never forget you."

This guy, what man would like to be called a little princess,

Lies don't make drafts, little hooligans.

Qin Mo was amused to hear that.

Bo Jiu had nowhere to put her teased hands: "Brother Mo..."

"Huh?" Qin Mo raised it from her neck, his handsome face showed bewilderment: "It's okay to talk about something, finish it quickly, I'll wait for you in the bathtub, didn't I say I want to take a bath together?"

　Safe
　　
　
(End of this chapter)