Eight hundred and forty-seventh, Qin Shen said let her sit on my lap
After making breakfast, Aunt Zhang kept lit her toes and looked at the second floor.
After all, the young master’s reaction yesterday was too strange.
She was afraid that something would happen.
But after seeing Qin Mo wearing a pure black battle uniform and walking down with a bag in one hand.
Aunt Zhang felt that everything was just thinking too much.
Because it seems that the young master hasn't felt as good as today for a long time.
Even when I was drinking porridge, I didn’t know what I thought of, so I hooked my lower lip there.
But the smile was too fast.
It was almost gone when the Ninth Young Master came down.
Aunt Zhang went up to him, holding the battle uniform that Bo Jiu took off yesterday: "Young Master, you can't wear the battle uniform of the young master. It's too big. Fortunately, I'll wash this set of clothes for you. Change it quickly and go with the young master later."
Bo Jiu glanced at the great god who was still having breakfast, smiled and thanked Aunt Zhang, and returned to the upper floor with his war uniform.
This morning is destined to be different for the Emperor Alliance.
In the Dongcheng Bungalow District, Xue Yaoyao raised her eyes and looked at herself in the mirror.
No one will be content with ordinary people.
The same is true for her.
National Competition Finals.
This day finally came.
Push the door open.
I was surprised to find that there were two people standing under the domestic jujube tree.
One of them was holding a cigarette in his mouth, and the other stammered, "That's it, I, I remember, remember the address."
Yin Wuyao raised his eyes and blew the cigarette butt: "It's indeed here, Yaoyao is behind you."
"Ah." Feng Shang turned around and smiled, his tender face was so bright: "Yaoyao, you, you don't know me. When I slept with the eldest and uncle yesterday, how did he bully me..."
When Yin Wuyao heard this, his smoking action stopped: "Feng Shang, you can speak well!"
Bullying or something...Damn, I am the only straight man in the entire Emperor Alliance, don’t make me wrong again!
I saw my teammates early in the morning.
That subtle touch.
It made Xue Yaoyao almost forget all the nervousness she had before.
"Let's go, this time the agent Fengda drove in person and took us into the venue."
That day.
In Jiangcheng, the morning fog is still there.
Even the car windows were covered with mist.
But that was also Xue Yaoyao's most unforgettable day.
Even after a long time, she quit the e-sports class and was sleeping with her child in her arms, she still remembered the speed of her heart beating at that time.
soon.
soon……
Swish!
The boy zipped his battle uniform.
Put your hands into your coat pocket.
Standing with backlight, slender legs and straight waist.
The eyes looked at the rising arc of the sun.
then.
The boy slowly walked towards the darkness, pulled the black wrist guards he wore on his left hand, and the battle uniform was blown up, making him look handsome.
Even the princess didn't complain about the aura on this kid's body after seeing it.
Qin Mo stood downstairs, waiting for someone.
On his shoulder is a shoulder bag, long and elegant, elegant and noble.
Feng Yi's driving skills are pretty good, driving a business car is no problem.
What's more, this business car has been recorded in the compound and is not difficult to come in, just sign it.
But there is one thing he missed. Usually, the driver is driving, and everyone in this car can sit down.
Now that he stole the driver's position, he had one more person out.
When everyone, including Qin Mo, realized this, the atmosphere on the scene became stiff.
However, Qin Mo quickly spoke with a faint tone: "No need to be a servant, let Xiao Heitao sit on my lap."
Chapter completed!