Chapter 442: Qin Mo's Feelings

However, after talking with Yunhu, Fu Jiu became more certain about one thing.

That is, you can't shoot again under the nose of the Great God.

The reason why she has not been exposed now is entirely because the Great God did not pay attention to her before.

Even Yunhu, who doesn't like to talk and only has Lin Feng in his eyes, can feel that she is different from before.

God must have noticed it too.

Fu Jiu's eyes froze, and she really couldn't use any means to check the login information of the Great God.

sleep.

Fu Jiu told herself so.

The master should be just angry that she confessed to the opponent.

When she finishes torturing Ling Xiao tomorrow, she will be able to prove her innocence.

At least she can tell everyone that she didn't bend

Also in the north, Lincheng has no less smog than Jiangcheng.

Standing in the newly opened room, Qin Mo stretched out his hand and opened his collar.

When he picked up his wine glass and looked at the passing traffic below him, it was the first time he realized that a room with floor-to-ceiling windows would be so empty.

Empty is boring.

boring?

He would never have felt this way before.

But now I just feel that there is no point in doing anything.

Probably because there is a young boy who owes a lesson to him.

Qin Mo tilted his head and nodded one, just holding it between his fingers, and didn't twitch.

Anyone who sees his current appearance will feel that he is domineering like a man.

It's just that when he stared out the window without moving his fingers, and with his broken hair down, he gave off an indescribably sexy and lonely feeling.

Qin Mo reached out and flicked the cigarette away.

Walking to the side of the bed, he stumbled upon the mask that was always in his trouser pocket, and his eyes froze again.

That mask can't say how special it is.

Very ordinary, pure black, without any patterns.

But that kind of touch still warmed up the chill in Qin Mo's eyes.

The guy wasn't completely heartless either.

Obviously a lazy look, caring about who, but it makes people feel very comfortable.

And when he was depressed, he always drooped his head, and a few dull silver hairs stood up, but the guy didn't even notice it.

That guy, when Qin Mo found that the boy's face kept appearing in his mind, his heart suddenly went numb, and the feeling was very light.

So faded that even when the phone rang, he quickly put that feeling aside.

The caller ID number on the screen was familiar.

Qin Mo put the phone to his ear: Hello.

son! The person on the other end of the phone looked in a good mood: Are you going to compete tomorrow? How about it? Do you want your mother to go over to increase your popularity?

Qin Mo turned around and lay down on the bed: No need.

The two words of "unflattering and not plain" made the caller pause. According to his son's personality, he would definitely say at this time, where is Mr. Qin, let him take care of you, and don't come out to provoke reporters casually.

But today he just quietly said no?

The elegant actress paused for a moment, and made a pause gesture to the person behind her. Then, holding the long skirt in one hand, she walked to the vanity mirror: Son, what's wrong with you today? The voice is so low?

nothing. After Qin Mo said these three words, he wanted to hang up the phone.

The shadow queen over there had already noticed it, and immediately stopped him: You must be so depressed that you can't sleep again, right? Why are you so quiet over there? What about the pillow you mentioned earlier that sleeps with you?