The national school grass is a girl

Chapter 1721 One thousand eight hundred and five (mojiufan, sweet)
Luoluo's gaze paused for a moment: "Thought so far?"

"Playing a game is not something you do alone." Bo Jiu raised her eyes: "You have gone through that kind of road, you should understand that it will not feel good to be squeezed out by the trainees of the same period."

Luoluo looked at the person in front of her.

Bo Jiu raised her eyebrows: "What?"

"It's nothing." Luoluo stretched out her hand: "You look so handsome, I want to pinch you."

Bo Jiu grabbed his trouser pockets with one hand: "Pinch it as you like."

Luoluo did pinch it, why does this person know so much.

I usually don't even say a word.

Probably this is tenderness.

Luoluo refocused her gaze on the small figure not far away.

The child's black hair is a little long now, hitting the eyelids, and quietly smacking the fat man with a poisonous tongue.

Occasionally, I would free my hands to help them wipe the keyboard and carry water to drink.

Never said tired.

The bitter gourd juice they drank was also made by little Bey.

Basically during the holidays, Bo Jiu would let little Bey stay in the base.

No one knows except the people inside the team.

Because bey's share of the meal money is out of thin air.

That includes airfare to Alamy, too.

In fact, each country's team will have reserve rookies.

I will take it with me to experience it during this world competition.

Although the alliance has been disbanded.

But Bo Jiu is the master.

The nature of protecting the calf will not change.

Others have it, how could her apprentice not have it.

And this time.

Everyone knows that Bo Jiu has been intentionally training Bey's other positions.

All-around play except Assassin.

"Are you looking forward to Bey's return, right?" Luoluo said with a low smile, pinching that handsome face again: "Otherwise, there is no need to train her like this."

Bo Jiu leaned there lazily, not speaking yet.

He was dragged away by someone.

It was Qin Mo.

Luoluo's hands were all empty.

Qin Mo pressed the person in his arms, with his eyelids half raised, still looking indifferent, but when his eyes were on Luoluo, he felt a little cold: "I want to pinch my face to find you Team Xiao."

Luo Luo squinted her eyes and looked at the other person who was walking over. The main reason for their Xiao Dui's face was not very attractive.

Qin Mo had already taken him away.

Luo Luo originally wanted to complain to Xiao Jing: "That guy Qin Mo is too stingy, I can't even pinch Little Spade's face."

Who knows, Xiao Jing only glanced at her, and said slowly, "You think you and Z are a little too close."

Luoluo was stunned for a moment, a little stunned, maybe even he...

Xiao Jing was wearing a white coat, and he had an unflappable atmosphere: "I want to pinch my face in the future."

Luoluo: ...

Qin Mo, who left the base and got into the car, behaved even more differently.

After holding someone's chin for a long time.

The fingertips slightly rubbed against the place that Luoluo had pinched.

In the end, the eyebrows were still slightly wrinkled.

"What's going on with you and Luoluo?"

Bo Jiu smiled: "Don't you know, she is my goddess, to be honest, Brother Mo, if I were a boy, then I really wouldn't have anything to do with you."

"Heh." Qin Mo gave a low laugh, and suddenly leaned over and bit the man's ear: "You still want to be a boy?"

Bo Jiuwei froze, wanting to flirt too much.

Qin Mo's voice was slow, and his breath hit her ears, so numb that people couldn't push him away: "Mrs. Qin, have I indulged you too much recently, eh?"

(End of this chapter)