"I don't have to pursue a girlfriend, so there will naturally be women chasing me." Qin Mo's voice was very light, and he lowered his face, and even his breath hit Fu Jiu's lips: "So what you said is not within my consideration. Be good and obedient. Don't let me break your neck. This is what you want to do, do you understand?"

After saying this, Qin Mo let go of the boy, his back was even a little bit natural.

Mainly because of what the great god said, Fu Jiu really finds a little difficult to refute.

According to the style of a man, you really don’t have to worry about your girlfriend.

In Jiangcheng, not only girls who play games regard him as God.

Even the ladies of the aristocratic families who do not play games can resist the temptation of the power of the Qin family?

And...even putting all of this aside.

The figure and appearance of the great god are probably even if they are a nightclub cowherd, they will be a top player... She should not attack the great god with her girlfriend in the future, and she will not be able to attack them at all.

Unlike the great god who attacked her, each attack was accurate... Thinking of this, Fu Jiu was a little depressed again, and he was ready to use the hot beef hotpot to comfort the gap in his heart.

But what she didn't expect was that after sitting down, there were a pair of bowls and chopsticks on the dining table.

That position was still placed in front of the man.

Fu Jiu smiled and raised his eyes, looking at Aunt Zhang, his clean and handsome face was filled with sunshine.

Aunt Zhang didn't dare to look at this handsome boy, but she kept turning her head frequently and looking at Qin Mo, looking at him with a look of wanting to speak.

When Fu Jiu saw this, he knew that the great god had ordered something, and he didn't beat around the bush and said to Qin Mo: "Brother Mo, my bowls and chopsticks?" The beef in the spicy pot was boiling. At this time, he picked it up and stuffed it into his mouth. Even his lips and teeth were fragrant. As long as he thought about it, he felt it was delicious.

Qin Mo only raised his eyes lightly, then picked up a pile of beef with chopsticks and put it into his bowl: "My brother made so unqualified, of course I ate it, you can watch it."

Fu Jiu:...God, you really can't be so cruel in life. You will have no friends, do you know?

Qin Mo glanced at him again, and saw that the young man's little boy's face suddenly collapsed, his beautiful eyes were still looking at him, his silver hair was furry and a little innocent.

This reminded him of the incident when he was a teenager or a rebellious period of youth, and began to reflect on himself, whether he was doing too much.

After all, this is the first time a boy has come to visit his home...

"I really want to eat beef?" Qin Mo asked the person opposite him.

Fu Jiu held his chin and licked his lower lip with his tongue. He was handsome and evil: "What do you think? Brother Mo, I have been playing tennis with you for so long and I am already hungry."

"Did you count how many people you flirt with me during the time you played tennis?" Qin Mo smiled, not warm: "One-third of the time is still teaching others."

Fu Jiu paused, stood up suddenly, supported his arm on the dining table, leaned over and smiled at the corner of his thin mouth: "Jealous?"

"Jealous?" Qin Mo's temperature was even lower. He held the bamboo chopsticks in his hand and signaled the boy to look at the bottom of the pot with his eyes: "Do you want to become it again?"
Chapter completed!