No. 1796

The noodle shop was too small and inconspicuous. To be honest, if Bo Jiu hadn't deliberately thought about it, she wouldn't have remembered it at all.

But she also knew very well that the more such a place was, the easier it would be to be ignored.

Because it was too daily and ordinary.

But its geographical location and view were indeed excellent.

It was just like when she used to like sitting in a convenience store eating oden and watching police cars whizzing past her when she was in disguise.

Bo Jiu thought of this and suddenly raised her eyes.

The tip of her tongue touched the roof of her mouth. This time, was it her who came to block him?

Bo Jiu was very smart and didn't let the plainclothes follow her.

She didn't even choose to enter from the left, right and front directions.

Instead, she walked to the back, took off her black windbreaker, wrapped her hands around it, and then, with a force, supported the wall and walked in from the back kitchen.

The chef who was cooking the noodles paused when he saw someone suddenly appear.

What's going on?

The most important thing is that the kid also took away the shredded pork noodles he fried? Took it away!

Bo Jiu did take a plate of noodles away.

It was because the great god had not eaten dinner before in order to go downstairs to buy her candy.

Of course, she was also mentally prepared that she would face two people in a while.

Bo Jiu dragged the plate with one hand and put the other hand into his trouser pocket, and walked towards the window.

Fan Jia had her back to her, so she didn't see anyone approaching them.

But Qin Mo was different.

He seemed careless, but in fact, he could detect any slight movement in every place.

Not to mention, such a person who didn't look like a waiter was walking towards them with a plate.

Qin Mo just felt that the man looked familiar.

But the reason why he didn't look away was not that the man looked familiar.

But the smile on the corner of the man's mouth.

Very interesting, as if to say, look, I knew you would be here.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows.

Fan Jia didn't know what he was looking at yet.

When she turned around, her whole face changed! There was no cover for the poisonous intent in her eyes!

How could this person find this place!

Fan Jia suddenly stood up, picked up the knife hidden in her bag, and pointed it at Bo Jiu!

Bo Jiu seemed to have not seen her at all, and let her point the knife at him. She lowered her body slightly, put the plate of fried noodles with shredded pork in front of Qin Mo, and said with some dissatisfaction in her voice: "Brother Mo, I really didn't expect that you would be fooled when buying a candy. Look, the noodles are freshly fried, you eat them while they are hot. I know, I know, you don't remember me again. In fact, I think after I stop playing games, I can write a book called "My Boyfriend Loses His Memory Every Once in a While."

Qin Mo didn't speak, he was observing the boy.

Fan Jia watched from the side, the poison in his eyes became stronger and stronger, and finally he couldn't help it anymore, lowered his head and smiled, his voice like a snake's letter: "Brother Mo, this person has always wanted to hurt me, help me kill her!"

Bo Jiu's fingers paused when she heard this.

She knew very well what the consequences would be if the psychological suggestion was influenced by the key trend.

She was still too impulsive and wanted to take him back too much, so she walked in like this.

But she forgot to think about the insidiousness of Fan Jia.

Fan Jia seemed to enjoy the current feeling very much, and the corners of her mouth were full of uncontrollable pride.

But what she didn't expect was...

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