Chapter 114

If Secretary Liang knew what Qin Mo was thinking now, he would definitely be glad that their president finally realized that he and others were not close!

However, this kind of consciousness now...is more inclined to be controlled by a younger brother...

Qin Mo himself didn't think his thoughts were directed towards the young man at all. His deep eyes only looked at Fu Jiu twice, and his voice was very light: "It's really not manly. I'll come out and run a few more laps later."

As he said that, he turned his body away, his slender fingers casually fiddling with the black wristbands, and his handsome face was as cold as usual: "Come on, I won't look at it."

Fu Jiu: ...

God, can't you just go out and wait?

Forget it, the Great God is still better in front of her.

The mind is too meticulous, the person is too black, the routine is too skilled, and if you are not careful, you will be confused.

When Fu Jiu was a hacker before, she had never met such a difficult person to deal with. If the police were like the great gods,

She really thinks a lot about what she does.

However, the Great God seems to be soft and not hard... As long as she shrivels a little, it seems that the Great God will really take the stance of hurting her brother to hurt her... Fu Jiu looked at the man's tall and straight back, and slowly hooked her lower lip, changing After getting dressed, she no longer had any scruples. Anyway, she had a bandage on her chest and put on a coat. She didn't need to worry about anything at all. She put her hand on Qin Mo's shoulder from behind, looking like a good brother. : "Brother Mo, let me point later, I'm not good at ball control."

Qin Mo endured it for a long time before he slapped the boy's paw down!

The Great God told himself very coldly that the young man is now in the rebellious period of his youth, and any behavior that resists him may cause some damage to his heart.

It's just that the young man is too close, and when the familiar, clean and sweet breath comes over, he always wants to pry open the young man's mouth to see how much sugar he has eaten...

At this moment, Xue Yaoyao was already sitting on the outside of the court and waiting, she still had some tea poured by her hand, and in the middle of the coffee table was a very beautiful large fruit bowl. Rather than coming to play tennis, she came to enjoy it.

In addition to the outdoor green grass, the indoor temperature is controlled, the brown sofa is very comfortable to lean on, and there is a faint cologne fragrance in the breath.

Xue Yaoyao was still cautious, her legs were too thick and she always wanted to hide.

But when she looked up and saw the intimate posture of the two, she even forgot to be cautious... She just stared blankly at the young man and smiled at her, then turned her head to bite Qin Shen's ears.

The most surprising thing is that Qin Shen even hooked his lower lip. Then, he stretched out his hand and pinched the back of the young man's neck: "Don't bargain with me. Thirty minutes in a game, not even a second."

Fu Jiujun's face collapsed, somewhat depressed: "I can't be handsome even when I look good?" What about brother control.

"You don't even have a good figure, and you still say that you are handsome?" Qin Mo took the racket that the receptionist handed him, pressed it into the boy's arms, and said casually, "Play hard, don't think about being lazy."

The receptionist didn't expect Qin Shao to give his racket to someone else, so he glanced at Fu Jiu in surprise.

Fu Jiu was also smart. When she saw the receptionist's gaze, she knew that in all likelihood, the racket was not provided by the tennis gym, but was the property of the Great God.

I looked at the racket sideways, and sure enough... the word "Qin" was engraved with a silver streamer on the pure black racket.