Fu Jiu put his handsome and fair face on his side, his silver hair fell down, hitting him behind his ears, his fingertips slid the menu, and he was still looking at the dishes. He didn't realize there was something wrong, and asked Xue Yaoyao softly: "What do you want to eat? Are you banned?"
"No." Xue Yaoyao shook her head immediately, very obedient.
This time, Qin Mo simply laughed, and looked at the scene through the layers of lights in the restaurant, and turned his head and lit a cigarette. When the smoke was shining, the cold became a little thicker.
In fact, these two people were too far away from Qin Mo and they really couldn't feel the breath there.
Fu Jiujiu had a lot of things and said to the waiter standing next to him to keep the bookkeeping: "Is there any Budweiser in beer?"
"have."
"First thirty bottles, you need a large bottle. If it is not enough, you will ask you to add orders, and then give me some ice."
"good."
It is normal for a dozen people to drink thirty bottles of beer, but no one will order ice when ordering beer.
So the waiter couldn't help but glance at the boy more.
Fu Jiu turned to the side and raised his eyebrows: "What? There is no ice?"
"Yes." The waiter's heart moved, his cheeks turned red immediately. He quickly recorded the order and left shyly.
This is not the point, the point is that the waiter is a man!
The man was still shy... The members of the Imperial League glanced at him and immediately gave Fu Jiu a thumbs up: "Little Spade, you really have it!"
Fu Jiu suddenly realized, picked the corner of his mouth and smiled: "There is no way, he is handsome."
Lin Feng couldn't help it anymore and turned around and asked Yin Wuyao: "Peking University, why did you get fooled into the team by this stinky little guy? How could you bear it like this?"
Yin Wuyao looked up silently, not denied it.
"Am I not handsome?" Fu Jiu asked Xue Yaoyao about this sentence, and he did not forget to show her extremely seductive smile.
Even though he knew that the other party was a woman, Xue Yaoyao felt that she had been electrocuted and nodded with a blushing face: "Handsome."
"Look." Fu Jiu tore open the bamboo chopsticks and put them into his mouth, looking at Lin Feng with his eyes.
Lin Feng turned his head and grabbed Yun Hu's hand: "I seem to beat him up, what should I do!"
"Say a reason why you want to beat him." Yunhu's voice was as heavy and stable as he himself.
Lin Feng was very serious: "He is more handsome than me."
"As long as you are a man, who is not as handsome as you." Yun Hu said, raising his hand to touch his head: "You can give up this idea, you can't beat him up."
Fu Jiu was so happy that he could not help but meet Xue Yaoyao and smiled, as if he had some tacit understanding between them.
This made Qin Mo, who was sitting in the center, smile even stronger.
Then, he raised his hand and pinched the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray next to him.
Yun Hu felt more and more chilling at hand, but he couldn't find any reason.
Lin Feng has always been a hot spot. As soon as the beer came up, he filled everyone with wine, and then stood up boldly: "From today, our Emperor League has new blood, and we went to the national competition to kill them in the film. Last year, the captain's hand was injured, and we were not very strong, so we didn't even enter the semi-finals. This year is different. Even if the captain doesn't take action in the early stage and treat it well, we can still advance to the semi-finals!"
The master's hand was injured
And still in the treatment period?
As a friend who had played dungeons with Qin Mo and got the first kill, Fu Jiu really didn't see it.
Chapter completed!