The national school idol is a girl

"Qin, Mr. Qin." The waiter carefully looked at the visitor's face, and his voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.

Qin Mo looked at the two people in front of him. Their straight backs were like pines and cypresses in Cangshan Mountain, making people feel no warmth at all.

Those eyes were even more dangerously narrowed, as cold as a deep ancient pool.

The waiter is still trying to say something,

I saw the extremely noble man in front of me walking towards the window, and then he grabbed the silver-haired boy by the back collar!

Bang!

Bo Jiu was unprepared. When she turned around, almost her whole face was buried in Qin Mo's chest. The cool mint fragrance spread into her nostrils through the hardness of the suit.

You don't need to guess to know that it's Great God Qin who's here, and he's the only one who likes to pull her back collar.

Bo Jiu looked up and saw him looking down at her. His eyes were like deep ancient wells, incredibly indifferent and noble.

"These claws of yours are for making money, not for teasing men." Qin Mo squeezed Bo Jiu's back, and said with sexy seduction in his voice: "Let me see you attack anyone again, I'll just cut off these hands and save my worries."

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows: "No, we are in the alliance, and Qin Qin, you care so much about me, could it be..." As she spoke, she smiled slowly, then leaned forward and leaned in his ear, speaking slowly. He said: "Are you jealous?"

Every man's ears are untouchable.

No matter how abstinent Qin Mo is, he is still a normal man.

The most intolerable thing is to be blown away like this.

Looking at that tooth-itching face, the boy's unique smooth face, with the air of youthful candy, is obviously a very lovable face, but I want him to pinch it to death every time.

Bo Jiu smiled and moved closer: "Did I guess it?"

When they staggered, his face passed by his, and the pale lips were about to touch his ears.

"Bo! Nine!" Qin Mo pulled hard again and threw the person back to the seat with his backhand. His condescending look was cold and vicious, his thin lips were pressed into a straight line, and his fists were clenched tightly. , his voice was extremely cold: "Stay away from me when you talk. I'm not a crook, and I won't be jealous of you. Just sit back and eat your hot pot."

Bo Jiu touched the bridge of his nose: "Are you really angry? Did you go to find me after the meeting and found that I was not there, so you are angry? You can't blame me. That manager of yours is really troublesome. It's just me. Do you think I can bear this violent temper? I didn't beat him because it was on your territory."

"So I have to thank you?" Qin Mo's voice became even colder.

Feng Shang was dumbfounded. After all, he had met Qin Shao several times and had never seen him treat anyone like this before.

And it didn't look like he was really going to deal with his idol, but his eyes really made him want to break his idol's neck.

But... what his idol did just now... actually... he almost kissed Young Master Qin's ear! ?

He, is he looking for death?

As the idol's new comrade-in-arms, he has to say something for his idol, otherwise Qin Shao can really ban his idol!

"Qin, Mr. Qin, it's really not Jiujiu's fault for this. Well, manager Li obviously didn't like him, so he told Jiujiu to get out."

Hearing this, Qin Mo raised his eyebrows and looked at Bo Jiu with a half-smile. His eyes were not very warm: "Jiujiu? Ha, Master Jiu, you changed your title again? You don't want people to call you Master Jiu anymore? Haha." , Jiujiu..."