The national school idol is a girl

Qin Mo turned off the console and stood up. He did not go to sleep immediately. His slender fingers moved slightly and sent a WeChat message to Bo Jiu: "Did you just refuse the player to add you as a friend?"

After Bo Jiu hummed, he felt that he should flirt a little more before going to bed. He clicked on the voice message and replied: "Except for the master, no one is added to the game. Are you very touched?"

Qin Mo took the document handed over by Secretary Liang and pressed the phone with one hand. His lazy voice reached his ears, with the clearness unique to a young man.

Secretary Liang couldn't hear the voice on the phone, but saw that their president suddenly stopped for some reason and stood there without saying anything, with the expression on his face changing again and again!

The slender white fingers were clutching the phone next to his ear, and there was a coldness in his eyes that he couldn't suppress.

It seemed that if the person on the other end of the phone said another word, he would crush the other person to death!

Secretary Liang didn't dare to look any further, lowered his head and began to pretend to pack his purse.

Finally, their president took a deep breath, clicked on WeChat and replied in a deep voice: "If I hear the word "sleep" from your mouth again, you won't have to speak anymore."

sleep? Secretary Liang’s eyes are burning!

Qin Mo glanced at him and closed the door with an indifferent expression.

Secretary Liang:......

No, CEO, where do you want me to go at night?

It's very cold outside on the rooftop, okay?

After dealing with the eavesdroppers, Qin Mo was unbuttoning his shirt with one hand and still speaking with the other: "The player who added you is my agent."

"I know." Bo Jiu twirled his fingers around his silver hair, put his legs on the computer table, and said indescribably handsomely, "I don't want to add, why should I go through someone else's when I have your back door?"

I don't know if it was because it was too late, but even when the boy's voice rang in my ears, it was not so irritating.

Qin Mo took away the bath towel on the side, and when he tilted his head, his white shirt was half open.

As if he thought of something at that moment, Qin Mo paused, then quickly threw the trousers aside, pressed the screen of his mobile phone and replied in an indifferent voice: "Tomorrow, the Qin family will sign the first batch of new people, as he wants to specialize." If you recruit team members, you can come directly. "

"What's the e-sports preliminary round in half a month?"

"This is an inside job."

With just four words, Bo Jiu understood what Qin Dashen meant. He curled up his lips and said, "I'll go there after buying the accessories tomorrow."

"Um."

This is Great God Qin's reply. After not telling what happened, he will always only have a few words and be extremely cold.

Bo Jiu didn't care at all. He yawned and just lay down on the bed casually. His soft silver hair spread out against his fair and pointed chin. He vaguely replied: "Good night."

In the misty bathroom, Qin Mo listened to the voice coming from the cell phone. It was low and soft, not at all like the domineering and evil voice of the usual irritating young man.

Unconsciously, his finger slid over and clicked on the short green voice bar again.

Through the fog that filled the room, no one could clearly see the expression on Qin Mo's noble and handsome face.

The whole room only echoed with Bo Jiu's gentle good night...