Chapter 325

the next day.

It wasn't quite bright yet.

Fu Jiu stood in the bathroom and began to check if there was anything wrong with her.

After yesterday, she became more vigilant.

The door must be locked.

Facing the mirror, she wrapped the bandages and put on her sweater and coat.

After washing, the hair will look more fluffy.

When you open the door, you can see the most peaceful sleeping face of the Great God.

Put your hands on your chest like that, and when you lower your eyelashes, you can see circle after circle of shadows, very similar to a mixed-race nobleman.

Whoever grew up with this appearance of the Great God, the genes are so good.

It doesn't matter, it's time to take the phone over and meow a few times while the master is sleeping.

I sent my baby a WeChat letter yesterday, but she hasn't replied yet.

It's just that he didn't expect that when he got the phone, what was displayed on the screen was not Feng Baobao's emergency call.

It was his brother, the big manager Feng.

Manager Feng was straightforward: "Z, go to Weibo, post photos, don't be like Mr. Qin, that guy's Weibo is full of grass."

Fu Jiu thought for a while and replied, "I don't like to post on Weibo, but I can post for the great master, how about it?"

Manager Feng is still at the domestic airport, planning to get on the plane to fly to Tokyo.

After dealing with the affairs of Jiangcheng, of course they have to go to Tokyo. This friendly match is a friendly match, but once the country is destroyed, the meaning will be completely changed.

If they lose here.

What face do you have to go to the national competition?

Manager Feng was only thinking about this at first, but now when he saw WeChat, he immediately became overwhelmed: "Send it for President Qin? Are you sure?"

"Sure, the Great God's password, I have it before, isn't it just the same password as the game?" Fu Jiu lay back on the bed lazily, with a lollipop in her mouth and a mobile phone in her hand, only then did she feel alive Yes, and interest followed.

Manager Feng thought about it for a while, relying on Mr. Qin's connivance with spades, there should be nothing to post on Weibo, so he decisively agreed: "Then you post, with a photo!"

Fu Jiu smiled and replied, "No problem."

Bring photos, and take photo techniques too.

The great god probably doesn't like to show his face, but it's a pity not to let Qin Fan enjoy the benefits with such a prosperous sleeping face.

So, after getting out of bed, Fu Jiu leaned her body and took pictures from the right to the left. Just taking advantage of the light coming in from the morning, Qin Mo's handsome side face was blurred, leaving only a line just for people to see. You can think of how handsome and smooth the people in the photos are.

Of course, there is also that handsome and noble sleeping posture.

Such a great god is too clean.

It's like merging with the dawn.

Fu Jiu originally smiled, but when she saw the photo she took, she froze for a moment.

Don't ask anymore.

She is almost sure.

The Great God is that person back then.

Because of this chin curvature, it highly overlaps with the memory of three years ago.

I couldn't see the face clearly, and I once asked who this person was.

There was an answer right away.

However, Fu Jiu only paused for a moment.

Since they were connected yesterday, there is absolutely no need to worry about it now.

And one thing is, she recognized the Great God.

The Great God didn't recognize her...that's good.

With a happy mood, Fu Jiu opened the official WeChat account and edited only four words, "Early morning, sleepy face." She even posted the photo along with it...