Xue Yaoyao's heart beats a little irregularly.
She never dared to imagine that one day she would be so close to the boy.
The unique gentleness of Jiudian... can really melt people away.
"Will it be?"
The pleasant voice rang in his ears again, and when he turned his head away, the young man's lips curled into a smile.
Even the beauties on the tennis court nearby couldn't help looking over there, their eyes full of envy.
"I also want such a handsome guy to teach me how to play tennis."
"You laugh so suavely, who is he?"
"I don't know, it's the first time I see you..."
The beauties stopped their movements involuntarily, and all watched Bo Jiu through the net with burning eyes.
Only the temperature in the translucent lounge is low.
The receptionist standing beside Qin Mo hardly dared to turn his head.
It wasn't his illusion, the cold air emanating from Qin Shao's body could almost freeze a person's blood.
What exactly is going on…
Qin Mo looked at the court with both eyes, propped his chin with one hand, and rested his slender fingers in black gloves on the seat. Those narrow, deep eyes were extremely cold, and even his voice was like flowers blooming in the North Pole. Bing Gu: "Go and call them back."
After all, he came out of the compound of the military region, and the ruthlessness on his body has never been covered up like this: "You have to rest after 30 minutes of fighting. He doesn't understand this truth, and you don't understand it either?"
As he spoke, he casually raised his head and glanced at the receptionist.
Those eyes are so deep that one's scalp is numb.
The receptionist didn't dare to refute. Although every time Young Master Qin came to play, he always played for more than an hour before stopping, but now Young Master Qin said that he would rest after playing for thirty minutes, so he must rest!
"Jiu Shao." The receptionist actually felt that it was a little bit disharmonious to interrupt the young man's football teaching at this time, but what can he do, he dare not disobey what Qin Shao said.
Bo Jiu looked sideways: "What?"
"I see this young lady is very hot. You probably didn't have enough rest just now." The receptionist also spoke, looking for reasons without blinking: "I haven't used exercise before, but if I exercise for too long now, it will It's not good for your health, let's clean up the court first, the two of you will play again later?"
If you fight again, you can fight with Young Master Qin, and you must not be left behind by Young Master Qin to teach girls here, otherwise, I will have to find another excuse!
Bo Jiu was still wondering why the court was cleaned up after only half an hour of playing, but since the receptionist brought it up, she didn't have much to say, so she took Xue Yaoyao and walked over to the lounge.
As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw that the man's face was a little bit colder, but he was still dignified. He slid his finger on her homemade book, and held the coffee in the other hand. He looked like a king in his whole body: "This book is not bad."
Bo Jiu would of course accept all the compliments: "The hard drive is a good one, and it runs very fast. I will use it to write books with Brother Mo in the future."
Qin Mo hummed, and did not continue the topic. Instead, he turned his head to look at Xue Yaoyao, and casually turned the black glove on his hand: "How did Miss Xue and my ninth brother get acquainted? I think you have a good relationship. "
Ninth brother
Xue Yaoyao is still a little confused about this title, but God Qin still has to answer the question, even if he bites the bullet: "Jiudian and I are at the same table now. Jiudian is a good person and takes good care of me."
"Oh?" Qin Mo picked up the ending, and then smiled, somewhat coldly: "It seems that he is doing well in school..."