Fu Jiu was stunned, looked at the man's face that was close to him, then curled his lips and smiled: "It's not that serious, it just hurts a little."

The receptionist next to him also felt that Mr. Qin was not treating his younger brother, but clearly treating a porcelain doll.

Young Master Qin played even harder before, but he had never seen anyone covering his forehead for himself...

Qin Mo used his slender fingers and his voice was very indifferent: "If you discharge electricity again, it will hurt even more next time." As he said that, he pinched the boy's chin and twisted his fingertips lightly: "Turn your face, don't always look outside the field."

Fu Jiu didn't feel anything, and he held his face high and let Qin Mo cover her forehead for almost a minute.

Xue Yaoyao, who was still playing games, moved uneasyly, and always felt that it was a bit unnecessary for her to sit here.

She should not aim at the court, it is better to try to reduce her presence.

After covering his forehead, Qin Mo served the ball himself, and his strength was much lighter than before.

Fu Jiu was even more handsome than usual when playing basketball, especially because she almost didn't stop on the court, running back and forth constantly, and her amazing jumping power cooperated with her face, making her youth so enviable.

Both of them have good skills, especially Qin Mo. He just stood there, walking back and forth without moving his expression, and swinging casually. His amazing ball skills combined with his perfect figure full of streamlinedness caused the other person on the court to exclaim.

"This is all professional level, right? Who is playing basketball?"

"You don't know him? You must have heard of the Qin family, right?"

"You just talk nonsense. I'm not asking Mr. Qin, but the boy who fought with him!"

"I wonder if it was a young master from the military compound?"

After all, this kind of stadium is very big and it also pays attention to **, especially Qin Mo and others are treated with VIP-level treatment.

When people over there look here, they can only see their figure and their appearance.

"Hey, Mr. Fu, come and see if you can see clearly."

Fu Ximing was short, and even those adults who were talking to his father could not see clearly, so he couldn't see clearly. He fiddled with the tennis racket in his hand and said, "Mr. Qin has seen him several times. Apart from the military compound, there is no one around him. There should be no need to guess the other party's identity."

When the people heard this, they immediately laughed and said in a compliment: "It's right, but I have never met Mr. Qin in real life. Mr. Fu is indeed awesome."

"It's nothing." Fu Ximing raised his chin lightly, feeling quite arrogant.

Fu Zhongyi was very happy to hear his son being praised: "My son doesn't seem to like talking very much, but in fact he is very good at playing games. Young Master Qin also plays games, and he met him after a while."

"Since we know each other, let's go over and say hello?" Those people were moved when they heard this.

Fu Ximing frowned: "Young Master Qin doesn't like being disturbed when playing basketball, so you might as well have a chance in the future."

"From the future..." she was obviously lost tone, but at least she still had hope: "Then it depends on Mr. Fu's recommendation."

Fu Ximing nodded and looked over there again.

In fact, he was also thinking about whether to wait for a while and find an opportunity to meet Mr. Qin to say a few words.

The reason why he came here to play tennis was because he had heard that Young Master Qin often came to exercise.

He did meet with Mr. Qin several times before, but he was at the gate, and he didn't say a few words in total.
Chapter completed!