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Chapter two hundred and fiftieth, you really match

It's extremely cold outside.

It was winter in the north, and there was a rain.

After walking out, even breathing, a thin layer of white mist could spread.

Fu Jiu felt cold, but it was still very warm when someone held his left hand.

Qin Mo took a few steps and found that the boy was not wearing a coat. He narrowed his deep eyes, then lifted his battle uniform and draped it on the boy's body.

This is a signal of danger relief.

Fu Jiu touched his stomach: "I want to drink hot soup."

Qin Mo was angry and laughed at the boy: "Don't obedient, there are so many requests?"

"As an older brother, should I give my younger brother some reward?" Fu Jiu chuckled: "I followed the agreement and won the game and won the first place."

Secretary Liang came out with these two people. Now after hearing such a conversation, he could only look up silently. These two people are too involved in the role, brother, brother... why did he only see ambiguity!

Qin Mo first glanced behind him.

The meaning is very obvious, which is to let Secretary Liang not follow him.

Secretary Liang was so entangled that Mr. Qin had drunk alcohol, but it was easy to do it after drinking.

If he leaves, something happens to these two people.

What should I do if Mr. Qin really turns around?

But if he doesn't leave... he doesn't have the courage to leave!

In fact, Secretary Liang was thinking too much. Qin Mo simply didn't like someone to follow him, especially Secretary Liang's slight look, which made him doubt whether he had made a judgment mistake in his eyes when he had fallen in love with the other party's work ability.

After sending the person following behind, Qin Mo turned his head again and looked down at the boy: "What do you want to eat? Say it, otherwise people who don't know would think that my brother abuses you."

"Hotpot." Fu Jiu is definitely a hotpot controller.

Qin Mo looked at the time on his watch: "Why should I eat hot pot?"

"That's right, it's not realistic to eat hot pot at eleven o'clock." Fu Jiu thought for a while and looked at a 24-hour convenience store not far away: "Go there, there must be something to eat. It's also good to have instant noodles, and it's spicy."

In fact, Qin Mo didn't go to such a convenience store very much, but since he wanted to go as his younger brother, he would not refuse.

When you arrive at a place like a convenience store, Fu Jiu is a little bit like a fish in water and knows what's delicious.

Qin Mo sat on the chair prepared by the convenience store for the guests who were having lunch, half-supported his face and glanced at the boy who was squatting beside him.

His eyes gradually narrowed.

He doesn't look like a novice when picking things.

But...when did the young master of the Fu family, who has always been squandering in Western restaurants and nightclubs, come to the convenience store?

After Fu Jiu picked up the instant noodles, he looked up and met the man's deep eyes. He paused his fingers and smiled.

But she didn't say anything, just took the things to check out.

I began to be a little prepared. You should know that you should not relax your vigilance when dealing with the great gods.

Experts who study psychological crimes can easily analyze people's behavior.

After Fu Jiu paid the money, he asked the cashier of the convenience store to pour hot water into it. The waiter was so excited that his hands were a little shaking. Those who didn't know thought he was poisoning.

Finally, Fu Jiu finally knew why his fingers were trembling.

"You, are you a spade z? I've watched today's game live. Can you let Qin Shen sign a name here? I'm a Qin fan!"

It was normal to come here.

But the cashier said the last sentence: "You and Shen Qin are really good!"
Chapter completed!
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