Chapter 780
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When the special soldier heard the back, his eyes lit up, and he finally regained his energy: "It seems that you really want to come back?"
Qin Mo didn't speak, his eyes were still looking at the paper in his hand, as if confirming.
The special soldier was about to say something, when he saw Qin Mo in the back seat had already opened the car door and walked out, with a pure black umbrella propped on top of his head, and the rain was pouring down.
No one could see Qin Mo's expression under the umbrella.
The piece of paper was crumpled little by little in his palm.
Under the black hair are eyes as deep as the sea.
Until now, the different beating in the chest has not calmed down, and even the breathing is white gas.
Seeing her young master standing outside, Aunt Zhang quickly put on her coat and wanted to rush out.
However, she has not waited for her to move.
Qin Mo had already walked in, and the closed umbrella was dripping with water.
Moisture remained on both shoulders and black hair.
At first, Aunt Zhang thought it was because of the rain that the young master looked in a bad mood.
But after a closer look, there was nothing wrong with it.
Because indistinctly, the corner of the mouth was raised upwards, with some indescribable cruelty and... playfulness?
It's like trying to teach someone a lesson.
But he wasn't really angry. Instead, he laughed lowly. When the black forehead hair fell, he was so handsome that Aunt Zhang was confused.
Why is she getting more and more confused about what the young master is thinking? What's so good about this? Or is there something bad about it?
Qin Mo didn't go upstairs immediately, instead he took the lighter from the coffee table and lit a cigarette with his head tilted. The feeling of abstinence became stronger as the smoke lingered.
It's just that after he lit the cigarette, he didn't smoke it, but pressed the burning slender stick on the file bag.
Qin Mo at this time is different from any other time.
The aura of the warlord young master on his body is undoubtedly revealed.
Soldiers with guns were also stationed in the compound.
Qin Mo's clothes at home made him look like he didn't have the slightest sense of disobedience here.
Indifference without concealing domineering.
Perhaps only the Qin family can do this.
In the light of the fire, before one cigarette was finished, the file had already been burned to ashes.
Aunt Zhang watched from the side, but did not speak.
In such a family, everyone understands that the burning of some letters cannot be asked.
Qin Mo held the cigarette in one hand, his posture was indescribably elegant, but his thoughts were not elegant at all.
He should have wanted that guy long ago!
He reached out and crushed the cigarette butt into the ashtray.
Qin Mo stood up and walked upstairs.
He walked very slowly.
But with every step he took, his eyes sank.
Until the boy's sleeping face appeared in his sight, some emotions erupted in his eyes like a volcano.
Bo Jiu, who fell into a dream, didn't realize what kind of environment she was in at all. If she knew, she would definitely not be able to sleep so peacefully.
She thought that she had corseted her chest and was ready for everything.
But a deadly secret has been robbed by Qin Mo unknowingly.
Good eye drops have a certain sleep-promoting effect, just to allow the patient's eyes to get a full rest.
This is also outside the event.
But because of this, Bo Jiu slept more deeply than other times.
Qin Mo looked down at the boy sleeping on his bed, his silver hair set off his fair and clean face.
People can't stop wanting to touch their fingers, or to make each other cry hard. ...
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When the special soldier heard the back, his eyes lit up, and he finally regained his energy: "It seems that you really want to come back?"
Qin Mo didn't speak, his eyes were still looking at the paper in his hand, as if confirming.
The special soldier was about to say something, when he saw Qin Mo in the back seat had already opened the car door and walked out, with a pure black umbrella propped on top of his head, and the rain was pouring down.
No one could see Qin Mo's expression under the umbrella.
The piece of paper was crumpled little by little in his palm.
Under the black hair are eyes as deep as the sea.
Until now, the different beating in the chest has not calmed down, and even the breathing is white gas.
Seeing her young master standing outside, Aunt Zhang quickly put on her coat and wanted to rush out.
However, she has not waited for her to move.
Qin Mo had already walked in, and the closed umbrella was dripping with water.
Moisture remained on both shoulders and black hair.
At first, Aunt Zhang thought it was because of the rain that the young master looked in a bad mood.
But after a closer look, there was nothing wrong with it.
Because indistinctly, the corner of the mouth was raised upwards, with some indescribable cruelty and... playfulness?
It's like trying to teach someone a lesson.
But he wasn't really angry. Instead, he laughed lowly. When the black forehead hair fell, he was so handsome that Aunt Zhang was confused.
Why is she getting more and more confused about what the young master is thinking? What's so good about this? Or is there something bad about it?
Qin Mo didn't go upstairs immediately, instead he took the lighter from the coffee table and lit a cigarette with his head tilted. The feeling of abstinence became stronger as the smoke lingered.
It's just that after he lit the cigarette, he didn't smoke it, but pressed the burning slender stick on the file bag.
Qin Mo at this time is different from any other time.
The aura of the warlord young master on his body is undoubtedly revealed.
Soldiers with guns were also stationed in the compound.
Qin Mo's clothes at home made him look like he didn't have the slightest sense of disobedience here.
Indifference without concealing domineering.
Perhaps only the Qin family can do this.
In the light of the fire, before one cigarette was finished, the file had already been burned to ashes.
Aunt Zhang watched from the side, but did not speak.
In such a family, everyone understands that the burning of some letters cannot be asked.
Qin Mo held the cigarette in one hand, his posture was indescribably elegant, but his thoughts were not elegant at all.
He should have wanted that guy long ago!
He reached out and crushed the cigarette butt into the ashtray.
Qin Mo stood up and walked upstairs.
He walked very slowly.
But with every step he took, his eyes sank.
Until the boy's sleeping face appeared in his sight, some emotions erupted in his eyes like a volcano.
Bo Jiu, who fell into a dream, didn't realize what kind of environment she was in at all. If she knew, she would definitely not be able to sleep so peacefully.
She thought that she had corseted her chest and was ready for everything.
But a deadly secret has been robbed by Qin Mo unknowingly.
Good eye drops have a certain sleep-promoting effect, just to allow the patient's eyes to get a full rest.
This is also outside the event.
But because of this, Bo Jiu slept more deeply than other times.
Qin Mo looked down at the boy sleeping on his bed, his silver hair set off his fair and clean face.
People can't stop wanting to touch their fingers, or to make each other cry hard. ...
When the special soldier heard the back, his eyes lit up, and he finally regained his energy: "It seems that you really want to come back?"Qin Mo didn't speak, his eyes were still looking at the paper in his hand, as if confirming.The special soldier was about to say something, when he saw Qin Mo in the back seat had already opened the car door and walked out, with a pure black umbrella propped on top of his head, and the rain was pouring down.No one could see Qin Mo's expression under the umbrella.The piece of paper was crumpled little by little in his palm.Under the black hair are eyes as deep as the sea.Until now, the different beating in the chest has not calmed down, and even the breathing is white gas.Seeing her young master standing outside, Aunt Zhang quickly put on her coat and wanted to rush out.However, she has not waited for her to move.Qin Mo had already walked in, and the closed umbrella was dripping with water.Moisture remained on both shoulders and black hair.At first, Aunt Zhang thought it was because of the rain that the young master looked in a bad mood.But after a closer look, there was nothing wrong with it.Because indistinctly, the corner of the mouth was raised upwards, with some indescribable cruelty and... playfulness?It's like trying to teach someone a lesson.But he wasn't really angry. Instead, he laughed lowly. When the black forehead hair fell, he was so handsome that Aunt Zhang was confused.Why is she getting more and more confused about what the young master is thinking? What's so good about this? Or is there something bad about it?Qin Mo didn't go upstairs immediately, instead he took the lighter from the coffee table and lit a cigarette with his head tilted. The feeling of abstinence became stronger as the smoke lingered.It's just that after he lit the cigarette, he didn't smoke it, but pressed the burning slender stick on the file bag.Qin Mo at this time is different from any other time.The aura of the warlord young master on his body is undoubtedly revealed.Soldiers with guns were also stationed in the compound.Qin Mo's clothes at home made him look like he didn't have the slightest sense of disobedience here.Indifference without concealing domineering.Perhaps only the Qin family can do this.In the light of the fire, before one cigarette was finished, the file had already been burned to ashes.Aunt Zhang watched from the side, but did not speak.In such a family, everyone understands that the burning of some letters cannot be asked.Qin Mo held the cigarette in one hand, his posture was indescribably elegant, but his thoughts were not elegant at all.He should have wanted that guy long ago!He reached out and crushed the cigarette butt into the ashtray.Qin Mo stood up and walked upstairs.He walked very slowly.But with every step he took, his eyes sank.Until the boy's sleeping face appeared in his sight, some emotions erupted in his eyes like a volcano.Bo Jiu, who fell into a dream, didn't realize what kind of environment she was in at all. If she knew, she would definitely not be able to sleep so peacefully.She thought that she had corseted her chest and was ready for everything.But a deadly secret has been robbed by Qin Mo unknowingly.Good eye drops have a certain sleep-promoting effect, just to allow the patient's eyes to get a full rest.This is also outside the event.But because of this, Bo Jiu slept more deeply than other times.Qin Mo looked down at the boy sleeping on his bed, his silver hair set off his fair and clean face.People can't stop wanting to touch their fingers, or to make each other cry hard. ...
