National School Prince Is A Girl

Fu Jiu looked at the dishes on the table and the people sitting around.

The Great God never told her that the meaning of eating a meal would include long-term business entertainment.

Qin Mo is sitting next to Fu Jiu, not so much entertainment, it is better to say that people want to cooperate with Qin.

So the atmosphere is not so rigorous.

On the contrary, when these people are dealing with Fu Jiu, they have not valued them before.

Can you not value it?

General Qin is really raising the pace of his younger brother.

Who can provoke the Qin family?

Compared with a group of middle-aged men, Qin Mo is indeed very conspicuous. The height of one meter nine is temperamental and expensive. The shirt is rolled up and reveals a clean wrist. The dishes caught from time to time will be placed on the juvenile plate.

Even if Fu Jiu can eat again, there is also a degree, not to mention she has to go to the appointment, lift up the slap, and the voice is low: "Meng Ge, enough, I can't eat so much."

"Are you in the long body, or do you think that it is very convenient to turn the wall one meter seven?" Qin Mo faintly said that it is a poke.

Fu Jiu bowed his head and gave himself a bite of food. Everything was for height!

Just to finish this mouth, still have to think about time.

A few bosses next to me, the smile is shallow: "Qin is really good for the brothers."

"He is young, he doesn't look at it, he grows up like this, and he doesn't have any masculinity." Qin Mi's facial features are beautiful and deep, and he is also young and very restrained.

Let the bosses can't help but smile, and each talked about the experience of the younger brother.

Fu Jiu listened to it and once again looked at his mobile phone.

The time is really too tight.

Fu Jiu is also worried about the anxiety of Xue Yaoyao. He simply lowered his voice and edited a WeChat: "Where are you now, I am going directly."

Qin Mo is sitting next to Fu Jiu. Of course, he can detect the movement of the teenager. His nose is straight and his face is flat. He still has a glass of red wine on his finger. The eyes look at the direction of the boy.

When he realized that the teenager was texting with him, the narrow eyes were so deep and cold.

Qin Mo did not change his own changes at all, but his fingers used his strength, holding a wine glass like a mixed blood, more like a demon.

After Fu Ji received the address, he calculated the time and said: "Meng Ge, you should eat first, Yaoyao is not close to here, I will go early."

There was no emotion on the face of Qin Mo, and the voice faintly said "good."

Just when the teenager got up.

The pair of scorpions in the Qin desert completely reached the extreme.

But the people next to them saw something. They quickly said: "Nine, don't leave, you see that Qin has a lot of drinks today, and he is driving. You are gone, how can Qin go back?"

Fu Jiu Dun lived in the footsteps, as if he was hesitating.

Qin Mo raised the eyebrows, and the eyebrows were beautiful: "Nothing, just the stomach is uncomfortable, wait a minute, then let people come over."

It’s okay not to say so much.

In this way, Fu Jiu issued a short line: "You pick clothes yourself, I will go later."

After the hair was finished, Fu Jiu put the phone in his pocket and pointed it at Qin Desert Road: "Go back now and take medicine."

The average person certainly does not dare to intervene in the general affairs of Qin.

After listening to the words of the youngsters, several bosses felt that they would see the Fu family, the young master, and must pay attention to what they said.

After all, Qin has not yet had a bit of anger, but instead said to them: "My brother is too overbearing, you continue, I will go back first."