Fu Jiu paused, raised his eyes, and set his gaze on the man not far away.
He was choosing the racket provided by the court, his slender hands were wrapped in pure black playing gloves, and he looked quite professional in a professional badminton suit, and when he lowered his head, his long and thick eyelashes hit down to form a dark shadow, making his whole person look like a casual taste, like a popular star filming a TV series.
If Qin Dashen's appearance is placed on the live broadcast platform, it is estimated that the popularity will be higher to a higher level Probably noticing the young man's gaze, Qin Feng suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Fu Jiu lightly: "What are you thinking again?"
Fu Jiu pulled the racket back, revealing his handsome tiger teeth, and smiled brightly: "No, it's just that Brother Mo is too handsome, I want to take a few more looks." ” Xue Yaoyao listened very entangled beside her.
Why did she always feel that the Nine Palaces were discharging electricity towards the Qin God Obviously, two men are playing tennis together, but Xue Yaoyao has an illusion of affection But those two people are really a good match Xue Yaoyao held the teacup and glanced enviously at the court.
Fu Jiu met her gaze, smiled lightly, pressed the racket and walked over, then pulled out his notebook from his schoolbag, leaned over to her and said, "You first board the game to play two games, and at halftime, I will talk to you about the problem." ” "Okay."
Xue Yaoyao didn't expect that at this time, the young man was still thinking about himself, and he had a feeling that he had been taken care of, and his face turned red.
Fu Jiu's eyes swept over the fruit plate on the coffee table, pinched a piece of watermelon and put it in his mouth, and his voice was gentle: "You can eat whatever you want, don't be restrained." ” "Hmm."
Xue Yaoyao nodded vigorously, looking at the young man's face, her eyes were full of admiration.
When Qin Mo, who was standing on the court, saw this scene, he flicked the badminton racket on his left hand a few times, and his dark eyes were deep.
When Fu Jiu came over again, he saw that the face of the great god seemed to be a lot colder.
Could it be that it's about to start, so the murderous aura of the great god has also come up "Tee off."
Qin Mo only dropped two words to the receptionist who was guarding next to him, and stood tall in front of the net.
Fu Jiu's eyes also became serious, the young man was half-bent on his knees, his side face was clean and handsome, his silver hair was hit by his ears, and he was wearing black studs Qin Mo unhurriedly observed the direction in which the ball was flying, and then turned sideways, and in a very beautiful posture, he clenched the racket and aimed it at the white ball and drew it neatly syllable Fu Jiu's forehead was immediately hit rubbed his side hand, his face was still a little pitiful: "Brother Mo, you did it on purpose, hit me in the face" This is really to invite her to play badminton, not to take the opportunity to take revenge on her Qin Mo looked at the young man like that, his eyes sank: "Since you are here to play, you will play wholeheartedly, don't always think about flirting with your sister." ” "When did I always think about flirting with my sister."
Fu Jiu muttered, feeling a little wronged.
Qin Mo's eyes swept over the hairy head that the young man hung down, but in the end, he still didn't overcome the guilt that surged in his heart, and turned his head sideways to look at the receptionist, and his voice was not very pleasant: "Go and get the ice cubes." ” "Ah yes," the receptionists hadn't reacted yet, and Qin Shao wanted the ice cubes to do.
Then he took a towel, wrapped it in ice, and put it on the boy's forehead aa2705221: