"Yes."
The lobby manager's voice was very difficult.
Although he was surprised in his heart, he was also very good at observing words and feelings, and when he raised his head again, he was already full of smiles: "Fu Shao, if you still want to eat, I'll let them serve it to you together." ” "Fu Shao" Fu Jiu stopped, and his voice paused: "I don't like the title of Fu Shao very much, it's easy for people to misunderstand, and another Fu Shao often comes, isn't it?"
The lobby manager actually wanted to say that he wouldn't be mistaken.
That one is obviously so temperamental, and he is an excellent student, and he can be distinguished by himself.
But the president is here, he can't say anything, so he can only hesitate and say: "That, that" "In the future, I will call it the Ninth Master."
Fu Jiu dragged the lollipop, with a skateboard on his arm, and smiled very aggressively.
The lobby manager's mouth stiffened with a smile.
"How" Fu Jiu raised his eyebrows: "Manager Li is unwilling" The lobby manager glanced at his president's face.
Qin Mo's eyes were cold: "Fu Jiu." ” "Hmm" Fu Jiu raised his head and winked his left eye at Qin Dashen, who was very close to him, looking very innocent, but it was difficult to hide the anger.
"Don't be too arrogant."
Qin Mo turned sideways, pressed her head with one hand, his voice was low, and the breath that was difficult to ignore hit Fu Jiu's left ear so slowly, very magnetic and domineering: "This is my territory." ” It is, it is The lobby manager raised his head, just about to snort.
I saw that the president of their family turned his gaze again, and his eyes were a little cold: "Manager Li, a title, whatever he wants you to call, you can call it, don't let me teach you how to treat guests." “ This is not at all what he expected, shouldn't the president just let the nouveau riche go Why will you support him The lobby manager froze again: "That, that" "What then?"
Qin Mo's eyelids lifted, his left hand was inserted into his trouser belt, and he was arrogant: "Call someone." ” The lobby manager trembled, and immediately lowered his head: "Ninth Master." “ "Well, let's go to the lobster."
Fu Jiu nodded at him.
The lobby manager scolded fiercely in his heart Fu Jiu looked at his unwilling back, and the corners of his mouth hooked coldly.
Qin Mo lost his patience this time and dragged the person over.
According to Qin Dashen's style, he has never liked to have physical contact with people.
Therefore, he was dragging Fu Jiu's school uniform.
Fu Jiu was dragged into the top floor like a cargo by Great God Qin. and the fat man feel that Spade Z has survived until now because of his game skills.
Otherwise, the president would not have dragged him up to the top floor, but would have thrown him out of the hotel But even so, the president is very tolerant of this kid.
I even touched his head just now This has never happened before Fu Jiu didn't care about being dragged by Great God Qin like this, anyway, she was very happy today.
But "I can't eat all the lobsters I want so much."
Fu Jiu looked at the table full of Australian lobsters, a little melancholy.
Qin Mo turned his head and lit a cigarette, with an indifferent expression: "If you can't finish eating, take it back." ” It can also be packed I didn't expect Qin Dashen to be quite considerate.
Fu Jiugang crossed out the image of the inhumane tyrant in his heart.
I listened to Qin Mo again: "Go and catch two live ones for Jiu Shao, let him eat them all." ” Fu Jiu: Thoughtful or something, it's really a floating cloud on the horizon aa2705221: