Downstairs, Zhang's mother originally wanted to ask her young master who the girl' was. , the latest chapter access: ШШШ.79xs.СоМ .

But after seeing Qin Mo's cold side face, he swallowed this question back.

When setting the dishes and chopsticks.

Then I heard a low voice coming: "When did he come?"

"At five o'clock, I've been waiting for the young master. Mother Zhang looked at Qin Mo's expression, and she couldn't 'touch' her thoughts at all.

It wasn't until the silver-haired boy walked down from the stairs in a black 'colored' T-shirt that his eyes suddenly widened: "Just now, that ...... just now"

That 'girl' is the Ninth Young Master?!

No wonder the young master cares so much about each other.

If it was the Ninth Young Master, everything would make sense.

Can...... Are all boys like this now?

Do you like to wear 'women' clothes?

Bo Jiu noticed Mama Zhang's expression and smiled at the other party.

Zhang's mother is still digesting, after all, the 'girl' just now is too beautiful and the handsome young man is not a match.

"Let's eat. Qin Mo's voice became very faint at this time.

Mother Zhang knew that the young master's mood was not very good.

But why it's not good, she doesn't know.

This hot pot is probably the quietest hot pot for two people.

In the past, the way two people got along was not like this.

Especially teenagers, they don't talk much.

There should be politeness, but after eating, he even waved his hand to Zhang's mother: "Zhang's mother, I'll go back first, thank you for the hot pot." ”

When Zhang's mother wiped her hands and came out, she only had time to see the young man's smile.

Qin Mo held the cup, his tight joints turned white, and then stood up: "I'll send you." ”

"It's still early today, it's 'quite' convenient, I called a taxi online. Bo Jiu spread his hand out and made him look at the page of his phone.

Qin Mo didn't say much.

After the boy was gone.

Zhang's mother realized that something was wrong.

Usually.

The young master will always try his best to let the ninth young master stay overnight.

Even if they don't stay overnight, they will personally send people home.

But this time, just standing outside, I don't know how long it took, it seemed to be windy.

Adjutant Zhang hesitated again and again, walked out with a windbreaker, and persuaded in a low voice: "Young master, go back to the house, it's getting late." ”

Qin Mo's fingers moved, and at that moment he didn't even feel cold.

Because the depths of my heart seem to have a broken hole, and the wind pours in, and it is very empty.

Never thought about what to do if I couldn't bend that guy.

A very noticeable sense of distance.

When it emanates from the boy.

Qin Mo asked himself again.

What's so good about this person.

He wants to look good, and he can do it anywhere.

More gentle than this guy, you can see it everywhere......

"Young Master. Adjutant Zhang whispered again.

Qin Mo tilted his head and lit a cigarette, and the fog was filled: "Go and call the Fu family and ask them if Jiu Shao has arrived home safely." ”

"Yes. After Adjutant Zhang finished speaking, his eyes swept over his wrist: "Young Master, tomorrow is the repechage match, your hands are important." ”

Hearing this, Qin Mo took a 'leg' in the night, letting the wetness hit his body, and the smoke was filled.

The call of the Fu family was answered by Chen Xiaodong.

After hanging up, he looked in the direction of the second floor.

"Well, yes, my young master has returned, right......"

To be honest, the young master is obviously not quite right today.

How to say it, there are too few words, and even the laughter is not the same as before.

As soon as I entered the 'door', I entered my room.

Could it be that the repechage is coming, and the pressure is too much?