One thousand eight hundred and forty-seven Send flowers to Qin Mo

Bo Yin didn't answer and asked: "You don't seem to post on Moments?"

"Huh?" Lou Luo raised an eyebrow.

Bo Yin smiled, reached out and took out the phone from her pocket, and said in a slow voice: "Look up." ”

Lou Luo really didn't understand the young man's thoughts: "What ...... to do?"

The words are not finished yet.

A kiss landed on the side of her face.

Then, just a click.

The two entered the phase at the same time.

Bo Yin smiled: "Should you tell everyone that I am your person, just this photo, clockwork circle of friends." ”

Lou Luo's circle of friends is like her, except for business matters, there is very little other content.

After all, employees and partners are there.

However, Lou Luo chuckled, took his mobile phone, edited the content and clicked send, and there were three words on the picture, my people.

It is conceivable how much surprise this circle of friends causes.

Almost after the Lou was finished, a friend sent a message: "Dear Mr. Lou, listen to me, your little wolf dog, he is really not simple! In this way, the whole business circle will say that you are a golden harbor, like to keep young men, and ......."

Lou Luo didn't look at the next content, she only tilted her head: "Satisfied?"

Bo Yin reached out and hooked her long hair behind her ears, and her thin lips hooked: "Very satisfied." ”

A friend has a saying that is true.

Little wolf dogs, they all like to swear sovereignty.

Lou Luo smiled and looked along the edge of his black umbrella, the big screen was the event that was about to start tomorrow, and the picture stopped on the young man's face.

Ruffian, lazy, evil.

Broken hair with black headphones.

Those eyes were so bright that they could almost reflect the light.

It seems that she has seen such a scene a long time ago.

It's just that at that time, there was a very small one sitting in front of the computer, and there was only one small tiger, and the tail of the little tiger was still wagging ......

Bo Yin also noticed what she was looking at, and the night seemed to become heavier on one side of her body: "Back to the hotel?"

Lou Luo let out an "um", and it was obvious that his thoughts had not been withdrawn from the boy.

It was late at night.

Street lights outside the hotel.

The bat fell and rested on the man's shoulder.

"It's not that the master has always disliked human chat tools, it seems that for the sake of Madame, he can do anything. ”

Bo Yin lowered his eyes, and the red light moved slightly.

The bat immediately staggered.

Bo Yin sighed: "Prepare a bouquet of flowers and send it to Qin Mo's room." ”

The bat was confused: "Send flowers to Qin Shao?"

He couldn't have misheard.

Bo Yin chuckled: "Our ninth master has been very possessive since childhood. ”

Bat:...... Are you now taking revenge on the young master for your favor just now?

Of course, such a thing is not spoken as a servant.

Sending flowers to the hotel is nothing to them.

It's just that Qin Shao has been very strange since he was a child.

They didn't dare to come near at all.

It's fine when the young master is there.

Without the Young Master, they even felt that Qin Shaohui had killed them with one shot.

This time I'm here to compete, and Qin Shao shouldn't be able to bring a gun.

The master really gave them a task that they didn't want to do.

this day.

The hotel's surveillance is very strange.

A piece of white flowers, no footage was recorded at all.

Just after dawn.

Qin Mo had an extra bouquet of roses at the head of his bed.

It's bright and beautiful, and there's a card like a confession on it.

Wearing a battle uniform, he swiped his slender fingers, and only raised his eyebrows nobly.

Over there, Zhao Sanpang put his hand together and said to Bo Jiu: "Little spades, on the first day of the World Series, it's really not that I want to stir up trouble, Qin Mo is obviously cheating, otherwise why would he accept other people's flowers!"

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