One hundred and eleventh, change clothes

Fu Jiu is really a little inconvenient.

She 'inserted' her 'trousers' pocket with one hand, her eyes paused, and she turned her eyes sideways to look at Xue Yaoyao.

Xue Yaoyao actually didn't want to change her clothes, mainly because of her figure...... She shouldn't be able to wear the clothes here......

However, Xue Yaoyao still underestimated the influence of the name Qin Mo in the three eastern provinces, and in Jiangcheng, any such industry would more or less have a stake in the Qin family.

So here, they're all treated like VIPs.

The receptionists standing next to her were very beautiful, wearing professional suits, and said to her: "Miss Xue, we have prepared the sportswear you want to wear for you, please come here for me." ”

After the receptionist finished speaking, he bowed halfway to Qin Mo before leading people away.

Xue Yaoyao was coming to this kind of place for the first time, so she was inevitably a little restrained, so she didn't notice anything wrong with Fu Jiu.

In addition to the reception students in the lavishly decorated hall, there were only two people left, Fu Jiu and Qin Mo.

The men's locker room was just a short distance to their left.

Fu Jiu was still thinking about what excuse she was going to use.

Qin Mo had already hooked her neck with one hand and led the person into the 'door' of the room, and his left hand did not forget to pull the sportswear receptionist over his hand.

President Qin has a habit of never letting people serve him when he enters this kind of place, even if it is to change clothes, he will let those receptionists wait outside.

Although it is a VIP treatment, the locker room is one.

As soon as Fu Jiu entered the house, he was looking around, except for the cabinet that could play a little bit of sheltering function after it was opened, the rest of the places were empty.

If she changes clothes here, she will be 'exposed' within three seconds.

In fact, as early as when Qin Mo said that he wanted to play, Fu Jiu was already ready for physical contact, and when he got up today, he deliberately wrapped a bandage around his 'chest', not to mention, and specially wore a pure white 'colored' hurdle vest.

But even so, you can't strip naked in front of the great god, right?

Fu Jiu hugged the black 'colored' sportswear that the man gave her, her good-looking brows furrowed, and even her eyes sank.

The windbreaker on Qin Mo's body had been 'handed over' to the receptionist when he came in, and now only the suit on his body was left, he unbuttoned his shirt with one hand, turned his head to look at Fu Jiu, and the corner of his mouth was raised, and he couldn't hide his handsome abstinence: "What? You still want me to help you take it off?"

Fu Jiu knew that the great god was looking for her first stubble.

It seems that it is impossible to repeat the old technique, and there is a fundamental difference between the current great god and the man who could do face-based tutorials when she first met.

The difference is that he really treats her as a younger brother......

"Still not moving?" Qin Mo's slender fingers pulled, and he threw the shirt into the closet, first took out a lighter and turned his head to light a cigarette, and when the smoke rose, he could only see his naked and perfect upper body, every inch of the line on his abdominal muscles was 'sexy', wearing only a pair of pure black 'color' handmade 'pants', the well-made 'pants', supporting his two 'legs' were extraordinarily slender, and the black 'colored' belt around his waist had been untied by him, pinned to the side, 'sexy' and deadly.

He 'smoked' a puff of cigarette before he went to see Fu Jiu, and as soon as his fingers moved, he dragged Fu Jiu over again, his eyes were as indifferent as water, and he was very manly: "I'm still thinking about being flirtatious in the toilet like last time, no one here is to tease you, don't think about anything crooked, if you don't move, I'll help you take it off." ”