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Chapter three hundred and seventy-eight, brother bullying brother?

"I still want to escape?"
Qin Mo raised his eyebrows and became difficult to escape as he leaned forward.
Coupled with the smell of alcohol on his body and the thick sandalwood floating with his movements.
Fu Jiu knew that she was going to hang up this time, and she twitched her head, but she actually forgot that the great master had drunk wine and shouldn't have teased her.
The great god at this time obviously did not want to be as rational as usual.
He freed a hand and pressed the boy's shoulder. He had originally thought of teaching a lesson, but when he saw the person beneath him, the thoughts in his mind were exhausted.
All that remains is the warmth remaining in memory.
Very soft touch.
If you kiss, what would it feel?
Or, I want to see the boy panicked.
The desire for destruction hidden in his nature seemed to have become even more intense when he touched his sweater, so that his eyes were as dark as night.
Qin Mo looks very handsome and noble.
But his background is so cruel that he is in his bones again.
Such a clear side face, the toughness surged out at this time, would make a woman feel weak when she saw her legs.
Of course, it was also because of his appearance, and the few noises just now that the boss of the skewer restaurant thought that the two of them were drunk and started fighting, so he hurried over and reached out and grabbed Qin Mo: "Hey hey, this young man, if you have something to say, don't fight, don't fight."
It is normal to forgive the barbecue aunt. I never thought that the position I had just had to kiss, after all, these are two young men!
"Let go, let go!" The proprietress grabbed Qin Mo with a righteous look on her face.
Qin Mo looked sideways and paused his movements, his expression is a bit indescribable.
But Fu Jiu was smiling there, which made Qin Mo want to teach this guy a lesson again.
The boss lady probably saw the meaning in Qin Mo's eyes, and she was very serious: "You look like a brother, who is older than a man, why do you even press someone on the table and beat him up?"
Qin Mo didn't speak, mainly because Qin's university masters had never been taught like this by anyone.
Fu Jiu smiled and said, "Auntie, it's okay, we're having fun."
"Just making fun?" The boss lady was confused. The action just now didn't seem to be jamming.
Fu Jiu put his trouser pockets in one hand: "I'm really having fun, right, brother." After that, she looked up at Qin Mo. Her handsome appearance was very worthy of beating.
At this time, Qin Mo returned to his usual noble son. In fact, except in front of the young man, Qin Shen would occasionally be angry, and in front of others, he would always have a cold British temperament.
"Yeah." A very indifferent word.
The boss's wife shook her head and said to her husband: "Now, those who are older brothers don't know how to let their younger brothers go."
Qin Mo:...
Fu Jiu was so smiling that he simply tilted his head on Qin Mo's shoulders. Qin Mo endured it for a long time before he didn't pull the boy over and beat him up.
In front of outsiders, you should give in.
However, he also discovered that his younger brother is like the more he makes him become more and more presumptuous.
Just looking at the side, the boy looked too bright with a smile, like a warm afternoon, sitting at home and opening the window, the clear halo of light shining down.
Qin Mo did not push the boy away, but stood there, the frost and snow were cold, and the abstinent aura was covered with black eyes, which looked like a demon.
Chapter completed!
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