Probably because the young man looks back too many times, and has a seductive expression.
Qin Mo raised his eyes, the corners of his phoenix eyes twitched, and walked towards this direction directly...
Bo Jiu never knew what a guilty conscience was before. This time, she didn't know what was wrong. It was probably because she often threw down the gods when she was a child, and she threw them too far. She couldn't connect her dog pets with the gods in front of her. So He overreacted a little bit, and threw the phone back to the storyboard director, as if he was throwing some hot potato.
After seeing the boy's movements, Qin Mo's deep eyes narrowed: "What is that?"
"The mobile phone of the chief director." Bo Jiu chuckled lightly, trying to divert the great god's attention: "Do you want another cone?"
Qin Mo withdrew his eyes and looked at the smiling face of the young man, the thought that had been suppressed rose again.
The behavior of someone who likes to approach him really makes him want...to do something he shouldn't do!
I don't know why, seeing the great god like that, Bo Jiu subconsciously stretched out his hand and touched the bridge of his nose, which was a bit dangerous.
"Hold the grass, little spade, come and take a look, the fat guy is starting to take off his clothes!"
A voice came from afar, and Lin Chentao's laughter should not be too obvious.
Although Bo Jiu didn't understand what's so good about the naked body of the Fat God, at least it was better than standing here to deal with the Great God and running decisively.
Before running, he did not forget to turn sideways and let the storyboard director slip away first.
The storyboard director always felt that Big Spade couldn't tell what was weird after seeing the photos of the Great God when he was a child, but he really couldn't tell where the strange thing was.
The news of encountering a childhood pet is like a demon, popping up from time to time, harassing Bo Jiu for a while.
Qin Mo simply stretched out his hand and grabbed the boy's back collar: "Where can Zhao Sanpang look? You have to be so active."
Fat God was very speechless by the side: "Hey, Qin Mo, I'm here, why can't I see, I'm so handsome!"
"Hahaha, that belly of yours is indeed very interesting." Lin Chentao mercilessly made up the knife next to him.
Fat God blushed: "What do you know, it's called abdominal muscles!"
Bo Jiu touched her stomach, then touched the Great God, and then raised her eyes and smiled, very naughty and ruffian: "Fat God, look, this is called abdominal muscles."
Qin Mo looked at the hand that suddenly appeared in front of his abdomen. Although the hand was slender and beautiful, it was much smaller than his. It was as white as jade, making his eyes sink.
This guy did it on purpose.
touch him?
Or choose this position to touch?
Ah.
Qin Mo's smile is not always easy.
Lin Chentao watched from the side, feeling a chill on the back of his neck for no reason.
In other words, the one who plucks the hair from the tiger's abdomen is either killed by the tiger or eaten by the tiger. How can Little Spade not know such a simple truth!
Zhao Sanpang was also looking at Bo Jiu's action. He felt that his figure had been deeply humiliated, but he couldn't say anything.
That scene is also very funny, of course the cameraman will not miss a shot, it is good to save this kind of scene as a cutscene.
The main reason is that the young man raised his chin with an arrogant and arrogant expression, very much like the young master of the capital.
What's more, when Shen Qin looked sideways, the corners of his mouth turned up, he was so spoiled, it was easy to be sweet!