The national school idol is a girl

Hearing this, Feng Shang's back stiffened heavily, and his stammering little voice became even more anxious: "Qin, Mr. Qin, don't tell my brother about this. He, he will definitely give me an inside job if he knows. me……"

"It seems that he doesn't know." Qin Mo slowly wiped the corner of his mouth, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was like Ling Chi's knife.

Feng Shang always loved to blush, but now he was anxious and wanted to explain clearly.

Bo Jiu watched from the side, swallowed the beef and said: "Master, don't bully him, he is my teammate now."

"Aren't you the only teammate of yours?" Qin Mo raised his eyes, leaned back, and threw the car keys on the table, making a crackling sound.

This is... Bo Jiu paused for a moment, then suddenly laughed. He raised his left hand and put it on Qin Mo's shoulder. He said like a dandy: "I'm still jealous. Don't worry, Master. There are only two of us to copy the game." Individually, we are extremely determined to join forces. "

Qin Mo curled his lips, twisted his hand away, and said with a cold tone, "If you can't change your habit of using your hands randomly, I will eat twenty plates of beef today."

Eat again? She digested the twenty lobsters last time in a day.

Eating is still a trivial matter, mainly paying the bill... Bo Jiuyang smiled and let go of his hand: "It's only for good relations. Really, don't bully Feng Shang."

"Protect him like this?" Qin Mo's eyes were a little lowered.

Bojiu said frankly: "I want to take him to participate in the e-sports preliminary competition next month. This is the only remaining way to join the team."

"I'll take you there, but if you don't go, you insist on participating in the competition." Qin Mo raised his eyes and looked at the young man, stretched out his finger, flicked the tip of his nose close to his, and said with a cold smile: "Stay away from me, don't talk about being alone. Don’t always think about teasing others, it will be good for you to tell the truth more.”

Bo Jiu smiled: "To be honest, after today's humiliation, I feel that it is not my style to enter the Qin family silently, and it would be too shameful to not make something big happen."

"Disgraced? I think you want to slap someone in the face." Qin Mo raised his eyes, took out a cigarette, held it between his thin lips, and said in a light voice, "Are you angry with that San again?"

Bo Jiu's beautiful eyes narrowed: "I didn't expect that a great god would use an adjective like that three. But I haven't seen that three recently. I bumped into San's son. Didn't I go to the computer city to buy equipment today? I was interested in a mouse model that you used before. He bullied me because I was poor and didn’t have any money, so he took the mouse from me. The manager of your club was there at the time. I guess he just didn’t like me and that’s why he was there. Trouble me in the test."

It was obviously Mr. Jiu who tricked Bo Zeming, but when it came to her mouth, it was Bo Zeming who stole the mouse from her.

I have to say that our Lord Jiu is so willful and unprincipled when it comes to his enemies!

When Feng Shang heard this, he managed to put in a sentence: "I, I don't have the money, I can, I can feel the feeling of being bullied!"

Bo Jiu gave him a high-five, and the two of them seemed to be inseparable.

Feng Shang comforted her: "I, idol, I, I can give you my mouse."

"No, I can earn money tonight by brushing books with the master." Bo Jiu said as he stuffed a mouthful of beef into his mouth and ate the spicy hotpot, his lips became a little brighter.

Qin Mo's slender white fingers paused, looking at the silver-haired boy next to him who was engrossed in eating meat, the strange feeling of guilt surged out of his heart again...