Just when Lou Luo was thinking this way.
The boy called out again: "Mum, I've finished signing, do you need to do anything else?"
Those eyes were black and beautiful, with a tear mole on the tail.
Once the evil spirit fades away, it looks like a tiger.
Zhao Sanpang was about to throw up listening to it, and his expression was particularly tangled.
Unable to bear it anymore, he dragged the boy to one side and lowered his voice: "Fuck, little spade, are you possessed by a ghost?"
Bo Jiu glanced at him: "Sign your name."
I rub it?
what's the situation!
What's going on with this kid!
Bo Jiu didn't look at the dazed fat face, after pushing him away, she looked at Lou Luo and suggested, "You can give me a hug."
As soon as this sentence came out, the girls in the team covered their mouths excitedly.
"Can I hug you?"
"When did this happen?"
"It feels a little unreal."
The falling of the building was also unexpected.
Zhao Sanpang even had an expression of do you want to die, have you forgotten your family's scheming?
Seeing that the young man had stretched out his hand and hugged the extremely beautiful female president in front of him.
Large derailment scene.
Little Spade, you are afraid that you will be educated by your family!
Zhao Sanpang can already predict what will happen to this guy in a while!
Because Qin Mo was walking towards this side.
Qin Mo, who was wearing a black uniform, was still talking about something with the people around him.
As the captain of the Huaxia team, he was also responsible for the draw of the order of battle.
And the team manager was talking to him about the details.
As Qin Mo approached, his eyes were already looking in the direction of the young man.
When his eyes fell, his fingers stopped and his brows were slightly tightened.
Standing in this position, Zhao Sanpang could feel the chill inside.
There he poked the boy's back.
Bo Jiu didn't look back, but sniffed the smell lightly, the arc of the corner of her mouth was more obvious than usual.
She raised her eyes, but she was looking at Mr. Bo who was holding a black umbrella in the crowd.
There was a hint of evil in the smile on that handsome face.
Mr. Bo lifted the black umbrella, and after watching the sun appear to be setting, he closed the handle of the umbrella and narrowed his eyes.
Bo Jiu didn't care about her father's face now, and said there: "We will finish signing in a while, and we have a dinner party, is it convenient for you to go with us?"
Thank goodness Spades finally stopped calling Mommy, but are you kidding me? brother!
Taking fans to dinner?
Zhao Sanpang didn't want to say anything anymore, why didn't he see before that Little Spade is a guy who looks at his face.
No, no, it depends on the money.
This beautiful woman with such a distinctive temperament and exuding a commercial atmosphere must be very rich.
Really, speaking of it, does Little Spade have a natural liking for the president's style?
Just look at the Qin Xinji she was looking for and you can guess it.
Zhao Sanpang couldn't control it, so he simply stepped out of the way and gave Qin Mo, who had already approached, enough space.
The fans queuing up had already seen Qin Shen and were coughing lightly.
The face in front of him still had a noble and flawless temperament, slightly cold and indifferent.
He walked towards the trouser pocket with one hand, only looking at the top of the boy's head.
With the free hand, he grabbed the young man's back collar, and then pulled it back, with a neutral voice: "Mrs. Qin, have you forgotten that you are a family man?"