The other side.
Fu Ximing, who lost the game, kicked the wooden chair with his right leg: "The other party is definitely not an ordinary player."
No one in No. 1 Middle School dared to speak.
Fu Ximing couldn't swallow this breath: "Liu Zongming" "I'm here."
Liu Zongming hurriedly spoke.
Fu Ximing's eyes narrowed: "I'll ask tomorrow who played this game", "Okay."
Liu Zongming responded with his mouth, but he knew very well in his heart that this matter was not easy to do.
Those who do not study well in the second middle school have always been better than the students in the first middle school.
How could he run to the second middle school to question.
However, there are other ways to do it, and you have to think about it Outside, the night was a little darker.
The atmosphere of the barbecue restaurant is as if it has been frozen.
Qin Mo couldn't explain why he suddenly threw his hand away, and it happened that the mobile phone screen lit up.
It's Secretary Liang.
"Mr.
Qin, where are you?"
Qin Mo turned his face sideways, his voice was very deep, and he didn't know why he was a little hoarse: "Something" "Young Master Han doesn't worry about you, let me call and ask."
Secretary Liang said a word, Qin Mo knew that this was Han Feng taking the initiative to ease the relationship, he didn't say anything, and only reported an address to Secretary Liang.
Secretary Liang paused: "Then the nine young people who will pick you up" honk didn't wait for Secretary Liang to finish speaking, and hung up the phone over there.
Secretary Liang was sure that Mr.
Qin had heard his words, and even paused there for a second.
It's just that I don't know why, Mr.
Qin's reaction today doesn't seem to be so right.
Fu Jiu heard that Qin Mo was going to ask Secretary Liang to pick him up, so he didn't say anything, raised his hand and drank the last sip of tea, grabbed his trouser pocket with one hand, and walked out of the barbecue restaurant with Qin Moyi.
It's foggy and cold outside, but fortunately, it's almost Christmas, and the storefront decorations along the street are quite warm.
Fu Jiu saw that the great god had no intention of skateboarding with her again, so he simply lifted it with his feet, and when the skateboard flew up, she grabbed it and clamped it horizontally behind his waist.
When Secretary Liang drove over, he saw such a handsome scene.
Now that there is a car, of course two people have to take the car.
Fu Jiu was close, less than a five-minute drive.
After the boy went down, Secretary Liang felt that the atmosphere in the car was wrong, especially the position where they were sitting in President Qin.
The neon lights were reflected in the car window, and from the rear mirror, Secretary Liang could only see the unclear side face.
The black broken hair came down, covering Qin Mo's eyes, he was indeed uncommon with this kind of appearance.
The reason why Qin Mo suddenly withdrew his hand just now was because at that moment he wanted to lower his head and do something.
It's just that even he doesn't know why he reacted so much at that time.
He could even see the stunned look on the boy's face.
Although in the next second, the guy laughed as if nothing had happened.
But here in Qin Mo, it's not that there is nothing.
He reached out and pressed his brow.
Maybe he paid too much attention to the teenager during this time.
Even if he thought so, after arriving at Qin's house, Qin Mo didn't sleep, in the all-dark living room, he first threw his coat on the sofa, then took out his mobile phone, and naturally wanted to send a WeChat message to the teenager.
The words have not been typed yet, but suddenly he frowned, when did he start to have such a habit aa2705221: