Chapter 390
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the other side.
Fu Ximing, who lost the game, kicked hard on the wooden chair with his right leg: "The opponent is definitely not an ordinary player!"
No one in No. 1 Middle School dared to speak.
But Fu Ximing couldn't swallow this tone: "Liu Zongming!"
"I'm here." Liu Zongming said quickly.
Fu Ximing narrowed his eyes: "Go and ask tomorrow, who played this match!",
"Okay." Liu Zongming replied, but he knew in his heart that this matter was difficult to handle.
Those who are not good at studying in the second middle school have always been better at playing than the students in the first middle school.
How could he go to No. 2 Middle School for questioning?
However, there are still other ways, you have to think about it...
The night outside became a little darker.
The atmosphere of the barbecue shop is like being frozen.
Qin Mo couldn't explain why he suddenly threw his hand away, just when the phone screen lit up.
It's Secretary Liang.
"Boss Qin, where are you?"
Qin Mo turned his face to the side, his voice was very deep, and for some reason it was a little hoarse: "What's the matter?"
"Master Han is worried about you, let me call and ask."
When Secretary Liang said a word, Qin Mo knew that Han Feng was taking the initiative to ease the relationship. He didn't say much, but only reported the address to Secretary Liang.
Secretary Liang paused: "Then Young Master Jiu who is going to pick you up..."
beep……
Before Secretary Liang could finish speaking, she hung up the phone.
Secretary Liang was sure that Mr. Qin heard what he said, and even paused there for a second.
I just don't know why, Mr. Qin's reaction today doesn't seem so right.
When Fu Jiu heard that Qin Mo wanted to be picked up by Secretary Liang, she didn't say much. She raised her hand and drank the last sip of tea. With one hand in her trouser pocket, she walked out of the barbecue shop with Qin Mo.
It was foggy and cold outside, but fortunately it was almost Christmas, and the storefront decorations along the street were quite warm.
Fu Jiu saw that the master had no intention of skating with her again, so she simply lifted the skateboard with her foot. When the skateboard flew up, she grabbed it and pinched it horizontally behind her waist.
When Secretary Liang drove over, he saw such a handsome scene.
Now that there is a car, of course the two of them have to take the car.
Fu Jiu was close, less than five minutes' drive away.
After the boy got off, Secretary Liang felt that the atmosphere in the car was not right, especially the seat where President Qin was sitting.
The neon lights reflected on the car window, and from the rear mirror, Secretary Liang could only see the unclear side face. '
The broken black hair fell down, covering Qin Mo's eyes. It's really not common for him to look like this.
The reason why Qin Mo pulled his hand suddenly was because he wanted to lower his head and do something at that moment.
It's just that even he himself didn't know why he had such a big reaction at that time.
He could even see the astonishment on the boy's face.
Although the next second, the guy laughed, as if nothing happened.
But here in Qin Mo, nothing happened.
He reached out and pressed his brow.
Perhaps it was because he had paid too much attention to the boy during this period of time.
Even though he thought so, after arriving at Qin's house, Qin Mo didn't sleep. In the dark living room, he first threw his coat on the sofa, then took out his phone, and naturally wanted to send the boy a WeChat message.
He hadn't typed all the words yet, but he frowned suddenly. When did he start to have such a habit?
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the other side.
Fu Ximing, who lost the game, kicked hard on the wooden chair with his right leg: "The opponent is definitely not an ordinary player!"
No one in No. 1 Middle School dared to speak.
But Fu Ximing couldn't swallow this tone: "Liu Zongming!"
"I'm here." Liu Zongming said quickly.
Fu Ximing narrowed his eyes: "Go and ask tomorrow, who played this match!",
"Okay." Liu Zongming replied, but he knew in his heart that this matter was difficult to handle.
Those who are not good at studying in the second middle school have always been better at playing than the students in the first middle school.
How could he go to No. 2 Middle School for questioning?
However, there are still other ways, you have to think about it...
The night outside became a little darker.
The atmosphere of the barbecue shop is like being frozen.
Qin Mo couldn't explain why he suddenly threw his hand away, just when the phone screen lit up.
It's Secretary Liang.
"Boss Qin, where are you?"
Qin Mo turned his face to the side, his voice was very deep, and for some reason it was a little hoarse: "What's the matter?"
"Master Han is worried about you, let me call and ask."
When Secretary Liang said a word, Qin Mo knew that Han Feng was taking the initiative to ease the relationship. He didn't say much, but only reported the address to Secretary Liang.
Secretary Liang paused: "Then Young Master Jiu who is going to pick you up..."
beep……
Before Secretary Liang could finish speaking, she hung up the phone.
Secretary Liang was sure that Mr. Qin heard what he said, and even paused there for a second.
I just don't know why, Mr. Qin's reaction today doesn't seem so right.
When Fu Jiu heard that Qin Mo wanted to be picked up by Secretary Liang, she didn't say much. She raised her hand and drank the last sip of tea. With one hand in her trouser pocket, she walked out of the barbecue shop with Qin Mo.
It was foggy and cold outside, but fortunately it was almost Christmas, and the storefront decorations along the street were quite warm.
Fu Jiu saw that the master had no intention of skating with her again, so she simply lifted the skateboard with her foot. When the skateboard flew up, she grabbed it and pinched it horizontally behind her waist.
When Secretary Liang drove over, he saw such a handsome scene.
Now that there is a car, of course the two of them have to take the car.
Fu Jiu was close, less than five minutes' drive away.
After the boy got off, Secretary Liang felt that the atmosphere in the car was not right, especially the seat where President Qin was sitting.
The neon lights reflected on the car window, and from the rear mirror, Secretary Liang could only see the unclear side face. '
The broken black hair fell down, covering Qin Mo's eyes. It's really not common for him to look like this.
The reason why Qin Mo pulled his hand suddenly was because he wanted to lower his head and do something at that moment.
It's just that even he himself didn't know why he had such a big reaction at that time.
He could even see the astonishment on the boy's face.
Although the next second, the guy laughed, as if nothing happened.
But here in Qin Mo, nothing happened.
He reached out and pressed his brow.
Perhaps it was because he had paid too much attention to the boy during this period of time.
Even though he thought so, after arriving at Qin's house, Qin Mo didn't sleep. In the dark living room, he first threw his coat on the sofa, then took out his phone, and naturally wanted to send the boy a WeChat message.
He hadn't typed all the words yet, but he frowned suddenly. When did he start to have such a habit?
the other side.Fu Ximing, who lost the game, kicked hard on the wooden chair with his right leg: "The opponent is definitely not an ordinary player!"No one in No. 1 Middle School dared to speak.But Fu Ximing couldn't swallow this tone: "Liu Zongming!""I'm here." Liu Zongming said quickly.Fu Ximing narrowed his eyes: "Go and ask tomorrow, who played this match!","Okay." Liu Zongming replied, but he knew in his heart that this matter was difficult to handle.Those who are not good at studying in the second middle school have always been better at playing than the students in the first middle school.How could he go to No. 2 Middle School for questioning?However, there are still other ways, you have to think about it...The night outside became a little darker.The atmosphere of the barbecue shop is like being frozen.Qin Mo couldn't explain why he suddenly threw his hand away, just when the phone screen lit up.It's Secretary Liang."Boss Qin, where are you?"Qin Mo turned his face to the side, his voice was very deep, and for some reason it was a little hoarse: "What's the matter?""Master Han is worried about you, let me call and ask."When Secretary Liang said a word, Qin Mo knew that Han Feng was taking the initiative to ease the relationship. He didn't say much, but only reported the address to Secretary Liang.Secretary Liang paused: "Then Young Master Jiu who is going to pick you up..."beepBefore Secretary Liang could finish speaking, she hung up the phone.Secretary Liang was sure that Mr. Qin heard what he said, and even paused there for a second.I just don't know why, Mr. Qin's reaction today doesn't seem so right.When Fu Jiu heard that Qin Mo wanted to be picked up by Secretary Liang, she didn't say much. She raised her hand and drank the last sip of tea. With one hand in her trouser pocket, she walked out of the barbecue shop with Qin Mo.It was foggy and cold outside, but fortunately it was almost Christmas, and the storefront decorations along the street were quite warm.Fu Jiu saw that the master had no intention of skating with her again, so she simply lifted the skateboard with her foot. When the skateboard flew up, she grabbed it and pinched it horizontally behind her waist.When Secretary Liang drove over, he saw such a handsome scene.Now that there is a car, of course the two of them have to take the car.Fu Jiu was close, less than five minutes' drive away.After the boy got off, Secretary Liang felt that the atmosphere in the car was not right, especially the seat where President Qin was sitting.The neon lights reflected on the car window, and from the rear mirror, Secretary Liang could only see the unclear side face. 'The broken black hair fell down, covering Qin Mo's eyes. It's really not common for him to look like this.The reason why Qin Mo pulled his hand suddenly was because he wanted to lower his head and do something at that moment.It's just that even he himself didn't know why he had such a big reaction at that time.He could even see the astonishment on the boy's face.Although the next second, the guy laughed, as if nothing happened.But here in Qin Mo, nothing happened.He reached out and pressed his brow.Perhaps it was because he had paid too much attention to the boy during this period of time.Even though he thought so, after arriving at Qin's house, Qin Mo didn't sleep. In the dark living room, he first threw his coat on the sofa, then took out his phone, and naturally wanted to send the boy a WeChat message.He hadn't typed all the words yet, but he frowned suddenly. When did he start to have such a habit?
