It's the same, indeed.
Whether it is the texture or the color of the brand, it is exactly the same.
It's just that the one Qin Mo took out was given to him by someone.
The one that Aunt Zhang found was taken off Z's face when Z appeared that day, when he was fighting with Z.
Qin Mo never believed that there would be any coincidences.
The speculation that was originally immersed in the depths of my heart was split as if there was a definite confirmation, and the tip of the iceberg was split.
It always felt like a familiar style of doing things.
The same hacking technique, even if it has converged in the future, but the first time he met in the game, the reason why he noticed that person was also because someone's method was very similar to Z.
And the appearance of standing in the dark, his hands stained with blood but his eyes glowing.
That insistence on giving a voice to some people despite everything.
The stinky fart that no one cares about, the dazzling camouflage technique, the cunning that obviously feels gentle, but when he lowers his eyes, the corners of his mouth slide over.
All of these are characteristics of Z.
He knew it, but he didn't want to admit that she was Z.
Qin Mo stood there, his fingers slowly clenching the black mask in his palm.
Aunt Zhang didn't know what was going on.
It's just that it's the first time she has seen the young master like this, and the handsome side face obviously fluctuates emotionally.
Those eyes shook violently at that moment, and I don't know what's wrong.
At this moment, the three people who had finished discussing the play upstairs walked down.
Bo Jiu has long legs, she is at the forefront, and Bo Jiu, who has been looking for her brother Mo since she woke up, her eyes lit up after seeing the slender and upright figure, and she called out with a smile: "Brother Mo." ” At that moment, the international director even had the illusion that there was always a tail behind the young man.
And the impression that the boy gave him was either evil with a bad taste, or unruly and uncontrollable, or a mysterious smile with a layer of fog.
It's never been like this.
How to describe it?
Little loyal dog This must have been his delusion However, this illusion did not fade with the passage of time, because the silver-haired young man walked directly towards the man without saying a word, and his clear voice carried other emotions: "Brother Mo, what are you looking at" Aunt Zhang just wanted to speak.
Qin Mo glanced over there, then pushed the drawer in, and immediately lost something in his hand, and when his waist was straight, there was no trace of waves on his side face: "It's nothing." ” Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows, but did not continue to ask this question.
Because as long as he saw that handsome face, Bo Jiu now had only one thought left in his heart, this person was going to be kidnapped by her, and the great god would definitely be very angry at that time.
However, she can also coax people.
When she arrived at her house, she asked the housekeeper and grandfather to cook more delicious food for the gods.
Well, she remembered that her pet liked to read books since he was a child, and before she went back, she asked her housekeeper grandfather to buy some books, otherwise there was really no cultural atmosphere in her place.
Also, freshly ground coffee.
She would.
It's the skill of the great god that is a problem.
To avoid unpleasantness for two people.
She'll have to get some medicine.
The more Bo Jiu thought about it, the more he felt that in fact, the great god was quite difficult to coax.
Unlike her, she just likes money.
None of the gods can be bought with money.
The stupid things he did when he was a child, of course Bo Jiu would not do it a second time.
Research it, there are things that the great god likes.
Bo Jiu thought seriously.
Qin Mo glanced at her at this time, and didn't mention the mask, but as if nothing had happened, he reached out and dragged the young man over.
Straighten out the other party's warped hair, and his voice is very light: "Are you hungry?"
"Hmm."
Bo Jiu laughed again.
The international director was silently shocked next to him, and then glanced at An Yinghou, which seemed to mean that you don't care.
An Ying smiled elegantly and said it all.
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The international director also understood, and then went to see how those two people got along.
The boy really likes to follow the man, and he still says something in his mouth, such as: "Brother Mo, I want to eat meat, I've been very hungry for meat recently, I don't know why at first, but then I thought about it, I should be growing my body and need to make up for meat." ” Qin Mo looked sideways, as if he was not moving to distance the two of them: "You don't crave meat one day, and you use your long body to cover up your nature." ” The young man smiled, didn't speak, and hung a lollipop: "It's spicy, and the beef is spicy." ” It turned out that Qin Mo walked into the kitchen and was mixing seasonings.
The international director was shocked again, after all, his friend's son, he had known him before, since he was a child, indifferent and polite, but not everyone can get close.
At that time, he didn't think about poaching this Qin kid.
As a result, Qin Xiaozi only gave him one sentence: "I'm not interested in acting, but I'm quite interested in film and television investment, and I can cooperate with the director in this regard." ” At that time, Qin Xiaozi was only 17 years old.
In the junior grade, he has an extraordinary ability to control the whole field.
This seems to have something to do with the background, and it doesn't seem to have anything to do with it, it's really noble He never imagined that he would see this person making spices for whom.
When Qin Mo picked up the bamboo chopsticks, he glanced at the young man again, his eyes lowered with a hint of something that he couldn't see.
Bo Jiu was inexplicably looked at, his eyes blinked, and the tear mole in the corner of his eye was bright.
Qin Mo dipped the spices in the wooden bowl with bamboo chopsticks, and naturally handed them to the young man's lips.
Bo Jiu leaned over and tasted it, squinting like a cat: "It's delicious." ” It was only after saying this sentence that Bo Jiu realized that she was holding the wrist of the great god like this, and approached the posture of tasting things, as if it was too intimate and paused, Bo Jiu looked in the direction of An Yinghou, and saw that An Yinghou and the director had already sat down, and the two of them were chatting about something, so they should not have noticed this.
Bo Jiu tasted the second bite at this time, and he couldn't waste it.
Qin Mo looked at the tip of the young man's tongue, his eyes deepened, but this time he didn't do anything, but after putting down the bowl, he rejected this intimacy, and his voice was very light: "I'll make a call, you eat first, don't always eat meat, I will let Aunt Zhang stare at you, no greens to match, write an extra physics test paper." ” Bo Jiu: It's too uncute for the great god to always threaten her with physics, forget it, whoever makes the great god handsome, everything is right.
However, is she thinking too much, and she always feels that today's god is more indescribably alienated than usual.
The alienation is subtle, like a layer of fog, so that people can't see it really.
Bo Jiu took the bowl with the seasoning ready, looked at the back that disappeared by the door, and his chest was a little heavy inexplicably. aa2705221: