Even if Bo Jiu didn't know what the great god was thinking, he could still detect the aura emitted from the man.
How to say it.
Very cold.
You don't have to think about it and know it.
Her fate won't be too good.
Even though she had already thought about the follow-up, those follow-ups may not be very useful in the eyes of the great god.
However, the more you are at this time, the more you need to maintain your aura.
You can't lose in this regard.
After all, she is so handsome and so aggressive.
Bo Jiu stood up and asked knowingly, with a surprise in his voice: "Brother Mo, why are you here? You are here to buy a computer too?
Qin Mo just looked at her, his eyes deep like a handsome detective sitting in the police station interrogating a prisoner, especially his outfit, who looked more like a well-known criminologist in the movie.
Bo Jiu seemed to suddenly realize something, and reached out to touch his hairband, smiling frankly: "I just made a new hairstyle, Brother Mo, what do you think? Are you handsome?"
"When did you put on the battle uniform?" Qin Mo didn't say anything, but directly pulled the person up, pulled the collar of the boy's shirt, and moved his eyes down.
Those who don’t know thought these two people were going to fight.
In fact, only Bo Jiu knew that the great god was looking at whether she was wearing other uniforms inside.
Of course, Bo Jiu would not leave such evidence, and the corner of his mouth curled: "It seems that my coat was picked up by Brother Mo. I only wore pants like now, and I always felt that there was something missing."
When Qin Mo heard this, he raised his eyebrows and took his eyes back from the whiteness and smoothness that caught his eyes. The inherent pressure was really tingling with numbness in the scalp.
Neither of the two people dodged his eyes.
One is noble and handsome, the other is evil and handsome.
The Crime Team looked around and always felt that there was a kind of aura that was spoken out.
The clerk opened his mouth, so big that he could stuff half of his fist.
Qin Mo did not answer Bo Jiu's words, but pressed the earphones on his left ear, his voice was very light: "Fatty."
"Yes, young master, I've been staring at you as you told me. The master shouldn't have withdrawn yet. He is still in the second-floor cafe. The number on the Internet has been there, and the speed of cleaning up the virus is very fast."
Upon hearing this, Qin Mo frowned, turned his eyes to look at the guy with a brighter smile.
Bo Jiu had an idea in his mind at that time. Fatty Master was simply a magical assist to her. When the team gathered for dinner, she would definitely fill him with a few more bottles.
Others dare not approach such an atmosphere.
But the Crime Team was anxious.
The main reason is that they don’t understand very well. The expert said he wanted to arrest people, so why did he stop suddenly?
The frozen atmosphere lasted for those few seconds.
Qin Mocai spoke slowly, saying to the little boy: "What else did this little brother do besides asking you for candy shamelessly?"
Bo Jiu:...She really underestimated the great god's ability to poison tongue.
The little boy was quite loyal at this time: "He helped me play games, but he was too willful and never obeyed my command."
Bo Jiu looked at the clerk next to him for a day. Those who didn't know about this would think that I was the one who gave the head.
Qin Mo followed the boy's gaze and, after seeing the clerk in uniform, his voice lowered: "What about before the game?"
Chapter completed!