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One thousand eight hundred and forty-three

As smart as a tower, he looked up at the young man in front of him. His business temperament had not changed and he was even stronger: "We know each other?"
Hearing words.
Qin Mo looked at the person in his arms.
Bo Jiu's expression is unknown.
Qin Mo was still cold and calm when he raised his eyes, he was calm: "I have seen you in financial magazines."
"Is that true?"
The person who says these two words is Bo Yin.
He walked out of the crowd and walked to Lou Luo's side, with the black umbrella in his hand hanging down to one side.
A pair of faint peach blossom eyes, but not everyone is affectionate.
A blood-colored face, a little unreal.
Qin Mo looked at the man in front of him who had to raise his head high to see his face clearly. His slender fingers stagnated and looked at Bo Jiu again.
At this time, Bo Jiu smiled, with a good manners he used to be: "Mommy, who is this person?"
Damn, I'm called Mommy again!
Zhao Sanpang felt that he needed to calm down!
But Bo Yin fell down his eyes and picked the ends of his eyes slightly.
Bo Jiu automatically ignored the threat from her father and continued to look at her mommy with a gaze.
Lou Luo looked at the boy's eyes and for some reason, he could easily feel soft-hearted.
Whose child is this? Why is he so good at acting so well?
She couldn't help but smile: "It's my boyfriend."
"Boyfriend?" Bo Jiu repeated three words, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger: "So it hasn't been done yet."
Lou Luo wondered: "Hmm?"
"Nothing." Bo Jiu lowered his ears: "I just worry that your boyfriend will have any objection if he will take you to a dinner party later."
Bo Yin's eyes slowly narrowed when he heard this.
Lou Luo resisted the urge to reach out and touch the boy and said, "He won't."
"That's great." When Bo Jiu raised his eyes again, there was no frustration on his face: "The sign here should be almost finished, please wait for me."
Lou Luo replied: "Okay."
As the word fell, something was even shaking in the black umbrella.
Qin Mo watched this scene from the side without any intention of opening his mouth.
But Bo Yin held the umbrella with his slender fingers, and then he turned his gaze on him. Only two people could hear the voice casually: "It is rumored that the young master of the Qin family is very jealous. It seems that it is not right now. Don't worry, let her invite fans so casually?"
Qin Mo's coldness was not suppressed, but he had more humility that should have in front of his elders: "Uncle Bo is joking again."
Bo Yin's eyes are lazy. You are still as calm as you did when you were a kid in the Qin family.
"If you don't stop her now, she will stick to people all the time."
Qin Mo originally didn't believe this sentence.
Wait until the dinner party.
It's indeed.
It's just a step away from Aunt Lou.
More milk than when I was young.
Qin Mo knocked on her wrist and reminded her: "Don't be too enthusiastic, you will scare people like this."
Bo Jiuyixiao: "No, my mommy likes to be good."
I have to say that the skills of Bo Jiu's "little white face" must be inherited, and the good-natured girl is even more within this range.
Because the game is going to be a match tomorrow, Zhao Sanpang didn't dare to drink at all, so he could only pour water on it, reminding himself of this big spade that looks so well-behaved.
It was definitely not the one he saw, and he could take the first kill with just a lift of his sword.
She is not so obedient in normal times.
Even in front of Qin Xinji, evil spirits would be revealed from time to time.
Chapter completed!
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