Chapter 1639 The Great God of Electricity, so Warm Oil (29)

"I moved out of the house, and even my dad has no opinion. Is my cousin being too lenient?"

Qi Jingmo smiled politely, but his words were very rude.

Seeing that the smell of gunpowder was getting stronger and stronger, Liang Ting hurriedly interjected, "Young Master Mo, we want to invite Miss Su to the club."

Isn't Mo Shao the same as them?

And it seems to have grabbed ahead of them.

No wonder Su Qiao refused so decisively just now, it turned out that she had a good place to go.

Meeting Qi Jingmo here, Liang Ting couldn't help but think more.

"It really was you who teamed up with her that night."

Qi Jundong stared at Qi Jingmo with a firm tone.

Qi Jingmo squinted his eyes and smiled lightly: "Yes, it's me, my cousin won't think that my hand has been injured, so I can't play anymore, right?"

Now, not more than before.

Under Su Qiao's treatment, his hand began to recover slowly.

After he fully recovers, he will let Qi Jundong understand who is the well-deserved first person in the electric jing circle.

Liang Ting glanced at the unhappy captain, and hesitated for a moment: "Young Master Mo... is he also interested in Miss Su's potential?"

Qi Jingmo's eyes flashed with understanding, and he raised his eyebrows: "I really liked it."

"What? With such an ugly face, you were rejected?"

"Miss Su really refused."

Liang Ting was a little depressed.

When they came, they thought it was a sure thing, as long as they brought it up, Su Qiao would nod happily and agree.

Unexpectedly, like in the live broadcast room, the birds don't really want to bird them.

"I was wondering why Miss Su refused with such good conditions in our club. It turned out that she had already agreed to Young Master Mo's invitation."

Liang Ting's eyes swept across Qi Jingmo's right hand secretly, and tentatively said:

"But hasn't Mo Shao left the TC team? Is it because you want to re-form the team?"

"These don't seem necessary to tell you, do they?"

Qi Jingmo smiled slightly.

Su Qiao changed into a simple white sweater suit and carried a small black cross bag.

"What's there to talk about?"

What are you talking about with the enemy?

No matter how much you say, it's nonsense, and in the end, it's still going to be done.

"Young Master Mo, are you...?"

Liang Ting just wanted to ask about their relationship.

Because the two people's words and behaviors are a little too familiar.

Su Qiao directly interrupted their conversation and rushed people unceremoniously: "I'm going out, please leave."

When Qi Jingmo heard the words, the smile in his eyes gathered again, and he said to Qi Jundong:

"Sorry, we're going to the supermarket to buy food, so it's not convenient to entertain you."

Shopping for groceries?

Young Master Mo and Su Qiao?

They go to the supermarket to buy food together?

Liang Ting suspected that he had heard it wrong.

But whether it was an accident or not, after Su Qiao drove the two out, he directly locked the door, and immediately took Qi Jingmo downstairs and out of the community.

Qi Jundong, who was kicked out for the first time, looked very ugly.

The two stood on the edge of the greenery of the community downstairs, staring at the backs of the two slowly walking away.

Liang Ting's eyes always fell on Qi Jingmo's right hand holding the shopping bag: "Brother, is Young Master Mo's hand...?"

"Even if the injury is healed, it is impossible to return to the original state."

Qi Jundong knew Qi Jingmo's injury very well, and even he had already figured out the recovery situation.

If not, he would not be so relieved.

Under such circumstances, no matter how powerful a doctor is, it is impossible for him to completely restore his hand to its previous state.