Chapter 112

Fu Jiu was really a little inconvenient.

She put one hand in her trouser pocket, her eyes paused, and she turned to look at Xue Yaoyao.

Xue Yaoyao actually didn't want to change her clothes, mainly because of her figure... She shouldn't be able to wear the clothes here...

However, Xue Yaoyao still underestimated the influence of the name Qin Mo in the three eastern provinces. In Jiangcheng, any industry of this kind would have more or less shares of the Qin family.

So here, they are all VIP-level treatment.

The receptionists standing next to them were all very beautiful, wearing professional suits, and said to her: "Miss Xue, we have prepared the sportswear you want to wear for you, please come here for me."

After the receptionist finished speaking, he bowed halfway towards Qin Mo before taking him away.

Xue Yaoyao was the first time to come to this kind of place, so she was a little cautious, so she didn't notice anything wrong with Fu Jiu.

In the gorgeously decorated hall, apart from the receptionists, there were only Fu Jiu and Qin Mo left.

The men's locker room is not far to their left.

Fu Jiu was still thinking about what excuse she would use.

Qin Mo had already hooked her neck with one hand, and led the person into the door. With his left hand, he did not forget to pull the sportswear receptionist's hand over.

President Qin has a habit of never letting people wait on him when he enters such a place. Even if he changes his clothes, he will let those receptionists wait outside.

Although it is VIP-level treatment, the locker room is one.

As soon as Fu Jiu entered the room, she looked around, except that after the cabinet was opened, it could provide a little bit of shelter, the rest of the place was empty.

If she changed clothes here, her gender would be revealed within three seconds.

In fact, when Qin Mo said he was going to play, Fu Jiu had already prepared for physical contact. When she woke up today, she deliberately wrapped a bandage around her chest and wore a pure white hurdle vest. .

But even so, you can't be naked in front of the Great God, right?

Fu Jiu held the black sportswear that the man gave her, her pretty brows frowned, and even her eyes sank.

Qin Mo's windbreaker had already been handed over to the receptionist when he came in, and now only the suit was left. He unbuttoned his shirt with one hand and turned to look at Fu Jiu. The corner of his mouth twitched, unable to hide his handsomeness. Abstinence: "What? You still want me to help you get off?"

Fu Jiu knew that the Great God was trying to find fault with her for the first time.

It seems that it is impossible to repeat the old skills. There is a fundamental difference between the current God and the man who was still doing face-based tutorials when she first met.

The difference is that he really treats her as a younger brother...

"Still still?" Qin Mo tugged his slender fingers and threw his shirt into the closet. First, he took out a lighter, tilted his head and lit a cigarette. As the smoke rose, he could only see his perfectly naked upper body. Every inch of line on his abdominal muscles is extremely sexy. He is wearing a pair of pure black handmade trousers, which are well-crafted, supporting his extra slender legs. The black belt around his waist has been undone by him. , stay away, sexy and deadly.

He took a puff of cigarette and then went to look at Fu Jiu, with a finger move, he pulled Fu Jiu over again, his eyes were indifferent, domineering and very manly: "I'm still thinking about going to the toilet like last time. People, there is no one here to tease you, don't think about it, and if you don't move, I will help you take it off."