In the entire Fu family, apart from He Honghua who knew that Fu Jiu was a girl, even Zhang Xiaodong, who always followed Fu Jiu, didn't know Fu Jiu's true gender.
This was a very important secret, so even in her own home, Fu Jiu's room would not be filled with cosmetics and the like like other girls.
But Fu Jiu was a woman after all.
Especially the former Fu Jiu, she had always imagined that one day she would be able to regain her daughter's body.
So in this room, there will always be more or less traces of girls left.
In fact, Fu Jiu was a sensible one. She knew very well that if someone found out that she was a girl, then she and her mother would be doomed.
It's just that the previous Fu Jiu couldn't stand this kind of life, so she had to cover it up and lost her temper at He Honghua.
So much so that she developed the habit of putting everything she secretly bought in her bedside drawer...
Since the rebirth, Fu Jiu had been busy playing games, earning money, and taking revenge, and she hadn't had time to deal with these little things.
And she didn't think it needed to be dealt with either.
But now... Fu Jiu turned her eyes to the side, her fingertips slid over her luminous lips, her youthful profile was still beautiful and heart-warming.
God should not be able to find out, right?
However, Fu Jiu had forgotten that there is a law in this world called Murphy's Law.
Murphy's Law means that what people fear most will happen.
After noticing the boy's gaze, Qin Mo followed his gaze to the head of the bed, with one hand in his trousers, and his deep eyes were filled with light ice: "You seem to have been staring at the bed since just now. Look up."
"Is there?" Fu Jiu turned around in the swivel chair and smiled.
Qin Mo paced up to her, his waist pressed down, his hands rested on the table behind her in a very beautiful posture, a lock of black hair fell in front of his sharp eyes with his movements. , printed on his handsome face, adding to his arrogance.
Immediately, the man's menthol cigarette scent filled her nose and mouth, consistent with the occasional scent from his suit, and the silence was cold.
Fu Jiu didn't move, but raised her head with a wicked smile, not retreating at all.
Qin Mo's eyes are like deep whirlpools in the night, especially when he looks at you.
The posture of two people is really unusual.
So that when Chen Xiaodong wanted to come in with tea, he was scared back again!
He, what did he see! ?
Qin Shao is... kissing their young master! ?
He must be wrong!
Yes, how is this possible!
From behind it is indeed such an ambiguous angle.
Coupled with the fact that both of them are very handsome, it is inevitable that people will think in that direction.
Especially Fu Jiu supported the chair with both hands, raised her body deliberately, and said to Qin Mo's lips, "Brother Mo, I found that you are very handsome today, really."
To deal with opponents, sometimes it is useless to always use attack methods.
Compliments are most useful when the other person is angry.
Qin Mo also really laughed, but in the next second, he freed his left hand and lightly patted the handsome young man's handsome face, rarely in a mocking tone: "The mouth is quite sweet. , however, you seem to have forgotten a little."
Qin Mo retracted his arm from Fu Jiu's back, and continued in his magnetic voice, "Brother has studied psychology."
Fu Jiu: ...