No. 1839

Feng Yi glanced at the few people again and raised his chin towards the assistant.

After the assistant understood, he immediately put the things on the table, then raised his hand and adjusted the air conditioner to the best temperature.

The weather in the north is particularly cold at this time.

I don’t know when it started snowing outside.

Feng Yi glanced at the calendar hanging on the wall.

I didn’t expect time to pass so quickly, and it’s almost the New Year.

Both Little Spade and Uncle Yin have been here for so long.

Now that the competition is over.

It’s time to find something for them to do.

At least they have to be the top card of the Supreme Alliance so as to trick newcomers in.

After all, he is a businessman.

Feng Yi’s mouth curled up, and he returned to the manager Feng who was known as the smiling fox.

The assistant was trembling beside her. She always felt that her overtime career was coming again!

Even so.

When leaving here, the action of closing the door was still very cautious.

But Qin Mo woke up when the door was pushed open, but he was too lazy to get up, after all, he was holding someone in his arms.

As for who he was holding, everyone knew it without going into details.

However, he soon woke up the person in his arms with a kiss, and the breath next to his ear, his voice was very light: "Are you pretending to sleep now because you are worried that I will settle accounts with you later?"

Bo Jiu trembled when she was kissed, and then she opened her eyes: "Brother Mo, when everyone is asleep, let's not talk about such unfriendly topics."

"Oh? Then tell me, what topics are friendly?" Qin Mo smiled and stretched out his hand to push her hair aside.

Just like that, the long legs were placed on the long hair. The two of them could lie down horizontally, but Qin Mo was too tall, so they had to lie sideways.

Bo Jiu's hand was still around his waist. Others didn't know that it was very comfortable to sleep with the great god in their arms, so she took advantage of it when no one was paying attention.

Now it seems that this posture is completely disadvantageous to her.

But she had thought of a strategy long before she came.

"For example, let's talk about what the other reward you promised me is?"

The two of them always seem to have a different way of dating than others.

Qin Mo looked at someone who raised an eyebrow at him, stretched out his hand and pinched her face: "Pull back your claws, if you want a reward, give it, don't do other bad things."

Bo Jiu looked at him regretfully as he pulled her hand out of his battle suit. The Great God is always so noble. As a girlfriend, she can't even touch his abdominal muscles.

Without bad things to do, Bo Jiu could only lie there lazily, like a dandy young master raised by someone's family, but a little listless.

"You look like you are not interested in the reward I give you?" Qin Mo pinched that face again.

Bo Jiu said seriously: "I am not showing my emotions." I am afraid of digging up her dark history.

"Not bad, very calm." Qin Mo said slowly.

Bo Jiu felt that the attitude of the Great God was a bit strange.

After all, it didn't look like he was going to give her a reward, but it looked like he was going to trick her again.

Qin Mo suddenly spoke again: "Wait a minute."

Bo Jiu was puzzled: "What."

Qin Mo stood up from the sofa and stood sideways. Just like that, he was very handsome: "The thing is not here, it's in the coat pocket."

Bo Jiu paused, and stood up with his hair half up.

A handsome face was a little cute in confusion.

Is there really a reward?

Not a black history?

What would it be?

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