Chapter 738

Downstairs, Mama Zhang originally wanted to ask her young master who the girl was.

But after seeing Qin Mo's icy profile, he swallowed the question back.

When placing the dishes.

He heard a low voice again: "When did he come?"

"At five o'clock, I have been waiting for the young master." Zhang Ma looked at Qin Mo's expression, unable to figure out his thoughts at all.

It wasn't until the silver-haired boy came down the stairs wearing a black T-shirt that his eyes suddenly widened: "Just now, that, that..."

That girl is Master Nine? !

No wonder the young master cares about each other so much.

If it was Young Master Nine, everything would make sense.

But... are all boys like this now?

Like to wear women's clothing?

Bo Jiu noticed Mama Zhang's expression and smiled at her.

Mama Zhang is still digesting, after all, the girl just now was too beautiful, so she doesn't match the handsome boy now.

"Let's serve dinner." Qin Mo's voice became very weak at this moment.

Zhang Ma knew that the young master was not in a good mood.

But why it's not good, she doesn't know.

This hot pot meal is probably the quietest hot pot meal for two people.

The way the two of them got along in the past was not like this.

Especially teenagers, they talk very little.

The politeness that should be there is there. After eating, he even waved to Mama Zhang: "Mama Zhang, I'll go back first, thank you for the hot pot."

When Mama Zhang came out wiping her hands, she only had time to see the boy's smile.

Qin Mo held the cup, his knuckles turned white, and then he stood up: "I'll see you off."

"It's still early today, it's very convenient. I ordered a car online." Bo Jiu spread his hand and let him look at the phone page.

Qin Mo didn't say much.

After the boy left.

Mama Zhang realized something was wrong.

usually.

The young master will always try his best to let the ninth young master stay overnight.

Even if they don't stay overnight, they will send people home in person.

But this time, just standing outside, I don't know how long it has passed, it seems that there is a wind.

Adjutant Zhang hesitated again and again, took the windbreaker and walked out, persuading in a low voice: "Master, go back to the house, it's getting late."

Qin Mo moved his fingers, he didn't even feel cold at that moment.

Because there seemed to be a hole in the depths of the heart, with wind blowing in, it was very empty.

I never thought about what to do if I can't bend that guy.

Very obvious sense of distance.

When it emanates from the boy.

Qin Mo asked himself again.

What's so good about this guy.

He wants to look good, and there are everywhere.

People who are gentler than this guy can be seen everywhere...

"Master." Adjutant Zhang whispered again.

Qin Mo tilted his head and lit a cigarette, and the mist filled the air: "Go and call Fu's family and ask them if Jiu Shao has arrived home safely."

"Yes." After Adjutant Zhang finished speaking, his gaze swept over his wrist: "Master, tomorrow is the rematch, so your hands are important."

After hearing these words, Qin Mo stepped forward in the night, letting the wetness hit his body, and the smoke was lingering.

Chen Xiaodong answered the phone call from the Fu family.

After hanging up, he looked in the direction of the second floor.

"Well, yes, my young master has returned, right..."

To be honest, the young master is obviously not quite right today.

How should I put it, there are too few words, and even the smile is different from before.

As soon as he entered the door, he entered his room.

Could it be that the resurrection match is coming and the pressure is too high?