Secretary Liang was really confused.
Should he call his wife or the boss
But after calling, what should he say
It can't be said that Mr. Qin was bent by a man...
Unlike Secretary Liang, who is active in thinking, Feng Shang on the other end of the game only thinks that he is the most pathetic person in the world.
So when his brother knocked on the door and came in, he didn't put the notebook away, with a lost face, very haggard.
Manager Feng thought that his brother didn't have enough money in the game, so he immediately waved his hand and recharged three thousand, asking, "Is it enough?"
"No, it's not about money!" Even if Feng Shang stammered, he felt that today's incident was very sad.
Feng Yi raised his eyebrows: "What's that?"
Feng Shang just wanted to tell his brother that he knew about Spade Z, but then he thought, if his brother knew about it, he would definitely know about his participation in the internal lottery that day, so he just shook his head, what? Neither said.
It's Feng Yi who wants to vomit to his brother: "Your brother and I will be busy in the future, Mr. Qin doesn't know what's going on, and suddenly canceled the qualifications of the internal signings this time, making them want to join the team Yes, I’m here to participate in this year’s new e-sports competition, I have to re-arrange and plan, and I won’t be able to go to nightclubs for dates in the future, why do you think my master has this virtue?”
"I, I don't know either." In fact, Feng Shang knew about it, he always felt that Qin Shen made such a decision, looking left and right, he was venting his anger on his idol.
Could it be that the idol was really abducted by the great god
The more Feng Shang thought about it, the more frustrated he became. He still wanted to raise an idol, so why did God Qin get ahead of him
Bo Jiu himself didn't know that someone wanted to support her. Holding a towel in his left hand, he casually wiped his short silver hair, and walked out of the bathroom barefoot. On the lips, the skin is white and watery, as transparent as jade porcelain, from the bridge of the nose to the chin, it is beautiful and impeccable, so clean that people will inevitably look twice.
Still holding a lollipop in his mouth, the young man walked slowly towards Qin Mo.
Such a lazy appearance, just like the devil deacon in the comics, very handsome!
After taking a bath, the boy seemed to be more attractive.
With such an eye-catching guy, Qin Mo had no choice but to continue other work. He simply closed all the documents, put the business tablet aside, raised his eyes to glance at the boy's eyes, and raised his right hand: " Give me the towel."
Bo Jiu wouldn't be too rebellious against the Great God at this time. After all, she was wearing pajamas, and her goal was to protect her front, so she handed the towel to the man casually.
Qin Mo shook off the water droplets that fell on the back of his hand, and said in a very calm voice, "Low your head."
Bo Jiu twitched the corners of her lips, did God want to wipe her head
It happened that it was inconvenient for her to wipe it by herself, so she simply left it to the Great God, and it saved a while for the water to drip too much on the front, revealing something.
Thinking of this, Bo Jiu approached obediently.
Qin Mo looked at the hairy head in front of him, and raised his right hand. It was not a gentle force. After all, Qin Dashen believed that treating his younger brother should be treated like a younger brother. There is no need for a boy to be gentle with him.
However, even so, such a silhouette still looks handsome and moving, just like the snow covered with frost, a slight hook of the thin lips is endless petting...