Chapter 113 Qin Shen, Who Is Getting More and More Controlled by His Younger Brother

If Secretary Liang knew Qin Mo's thoughts now, he would be glad that the president of his family finally realized that he and him were not close!

However, this kind of consciousness now...instead, it has a tendency to be controlled by younger brothers...

Qin Mo himself didn't think that his thoughts were so much towards the young man. He only looked at Fu Jiu twice with his deep eyes, and said in a very weak voice, "It's really not manly. Come out and run a few more laps later."

As he spoke, he turned his body on his back, fiddled with the black wristband casually with his slender fingers, and his handsome face sideways was as cold as usual: "Change it, I won't look at it."

Fu Jiu: ...

God, can't you go out and wait?

Forget it, it is better for the Great God to be in front of her eyes.

Too meticulous in thinking, too dark-hearted, and too skillful in routines, if you are not careful, you will be caught.

When Fu Jiu was a hacker, she never encountered such a difficult person. If the police are like gods,

She really thinks a lot about what she does.

However, the Great God seems to prefer softness to hard work... As long as she falters a little, it seems that the Great God will really love her with the attitude of loving his younger brother... Fu Jiu looked at the man's tall and straight back, and slowly curled her lower lip. After getting dressed, she didn't have any scruples anymore. Anyway, she had a bandage on her chest and put on a coat, so she didn't need to worry about anything, and put her hand on Qin Mo's shoulder from behind, like a good brother. : "Brother Mo, let me point later, I can't handle the ball well."

Qin Mo endured for a long time before he could slap the boy's paw!

The master told himself very coldly that the boy is now in the rebellious period of youth, and any behavior that resists him may cause some damage to his heart.

It's just that the young man is too close, and when the familiar and clean sweet breath comes over, it always makes him want to pry open the young man's mouth to see how much sugar he has eaten...

At this time, Xue Yaoyao was already sitting on the outside of the court and waiting, with poured tea at hand, and a very beautiful big fruit plate in the middle of the tea table, coming to this kind of place is not to play tennis, but to enjoy it.

Except for the green grass outside, the indoor temperature is regulated, the brown sofa is also very comfortable to lean on, and there is a faint fragrance of cologne in the nose.

Xue Yaoyao is still cautious, her legs are too thick and she always wants to hide them.

But when she looked up and saw the intimate posture of those two people, she even forgot to be cautious... She just watched the young man smile at her in a daze, and then turned her head to bite Qin Shen's ear.

The most surprising thing was that God Qin even hooked his lower lip, and then stretched out his hand to pinch the back of the young man's neck: "Don't bargain with me, a game will take thirty minutes, even one second less."

Fu Jiujun's face collapsed, somewhat depressed: "I can't even be handsome?"

"I don't even have a good figure, and you still say you are handsome?" Qin Mo took the racket handed to him by the receptionist, pressed it into the boy's arms, and said in a casual tone, "Play well, don't try to be lazy."

The receptionist didn't expect Young Master Qin to give his racket to others, and looked towards Fu Jiu in surprise.

Fu Jiu was also smart, as soon as she saw the receptionist's eyes, she knew that the racket was not provided by the tennis court, but the master's own property.

Turning the racket sideways to look, sure enough... a Chinese character Qin was engraved on the pure black target with a silver streamer.