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One thousand eight hundred and forty-seven send flowers to Qin Mo

Bo Yin asked back without answering: "You seem to rarely post on Moments?"
"Hmm?" Lou Luo raised his eyebrows.
Bo Yin smiled, reached out and took out his cell phone from her pocket, and his voice slowly said: "Look up."
Lou Luo really doesn’t understand the young man’s idea: “What to do…”
Not finished speaking.
A kiss fell on her side face.
Then, there was only a click.
The two of them got into the game at the same time.
Bo Yin smiled and said, "Should you tell everyone that I am yours? Just this photo and send a circle of friends?"
Lou Luo’s circle of friends is like her. Apart from business matters, there are few other contents.
After all, both employees and partners are there.
However, Lou Luo laughed lowly, took his phone, clicked to send the editing content, and there were three words on the picture, my person.
It is conceivable how much surprise this circle of friends caused.
Almost after the layoff of the building, a friend sent a message: "Kiss Mr. Lou, listen to me, your little wolf dog is really not simple! In this way, the whole business district will say that you, Jin Niao Jiao, like to keep young men, and..."
Lou Luo didn't read the following content, she just turned her head: "Are you satisfied?"
Bo Yin reached out and hooked her long hair behind her ears, and curled her thin lips: "I'm very satisfied."
My friend said something right.
Little wolf dogs all like to swear sovereignty.
Lou Luo smiled and looked along the edge of his black umbrella. The big screen was the event that was about to start tomorrow, and the picture stopped on the boy's face.
Rough, lazy, evil.
Black headphones are worn on the broken hair.
Those eyes were so bright that they could almost reflect the light.
It seems that she had seen such a scene a long time ago.
However, at that time, the person sitting in front of the computer was very small and only one, and the little tiger's tail was shaking...
Bo Yin also noticed what she was looking at. On the side of her body, Ye seemed to have become even heavier: "Go back to the hotel?"
Lou Luo said "um", and it was obvious that his thoughts were not pulled away from the boy.
It's late at night.
Street lights outside the hotel.
The bat fell and stopped on the man's shoulder.
"It's not that the master has never liked human chat tools. It seems that for the sake of his wife, he can do anything."
Bo Yin turned his eyes and the red light moved slightly.
The bat immediately became timid.
Bo Yin shouted: "Prepare to deliver the bouquet of flowers to the room where Qin Mo lives."
The bat was confused: "Send flowers to Mr. Qin?"
He could not have heard it wrong.
Bo Yin chuckled: "Our Jiu Ye has been possessive since childhood."
Bat:... Are you taking revenge on the young master who fought for your favor just now?
Of course, this kind of words will not be said as a servant.
Sending flowers into a hotel is nothing to them.
But Young Master Qin has been very strange since he was a child.
They dare not get close at all.
It's okay when the young master is here.
Without the young master, they even felt that Young Master Qin would cut them off with one shot.
This time I am here to compete, and Mr. Qin should not be able to carry a gun.
The master really gave them the task they didn't want to complete.
This day.
The hotel surveillance is very strange.
It was white and there was no recording of any pictures at all.
It's just after dawn.
Qin Mo had a handful of roses on the head of the bed.
It is very bright and beautiful, and there is a card similar to confession on it.
In his war uniform, he slashed his slender fingers and raised his eyebrows only.
Chapter completed!
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