During the game, Bo Jiu could still hold on.

Now that's the end of it.

It really hurts.

When she left the venue, she asked Feng Yi for a cigarette.

Just 'smoked' a mouthful, and was robbed.

It's a great god.

The deep eyes swept over the hand of the young man in front of him, but the bottom of his eyes was cold: "Hold you and carry you, choose one." ”

Bo Jiu leaned back and chuckled: "Brother Mo, I'm not that weak. ”

Qin Mo didn't want to waste time on this topic, so he directly bent down and hugged the person horizontally.

This time.

Some fans at the venue haven't left yet.

Immediately there was a scream.

After Bo Jiu paused, the only thing he thought of was that it was better to hug it than his back, at least that part didn't need to be attached to the back of the great god.

What a fart!

Feng Yi wanted to 'rub' his head again, he could predict that the number of calls he would answer in the future would definitely increase tenfold!

How to explain it?

Let's just say that the little spade is not feeling well.

Yes, that's it!

"Young Master. ”

Rao is adjutant Zhang, who came back from the United States with Qin Mo, paused for a moment when he saw his young master come out with a young man in his arms.

Not to mention Lin Shentao, who left at the same time.

After enduring it for a long time, I finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Lin Shentao spoke out directly in the alliance's WeChat group!

"What, Uli Taotao, what kind of sting have you been 'excited'?" It was the three fat classmates who spoke: "Didn't you win the game?"

Lin Shentao: "It's better not to win, Qin Mo's perverted ......"

"Qin Mo is back, my nemesis is back, such a big thing, why are you only saying it now!"

Lin Shentao: "Didn't you watch the live broadcast?"

"I didn't see it. The world's most handsome fat asked rhetorically: "When will I tell you that I have watched the live broadcast?"

Lin Shentao: "Then you say I won." ”

"I'll just comfort you, I'll, won't you, you really won? What about the Imperial League? I still have to 'fight' with my sworn enemy!"

It's not just the world's most handsome fat bomb.

The rest of the people who had just finished the race also raised question marks.

Lin Shentao: "This group of people are not playing! I said I won, and you respond like this!"

"The main thing is that spades shouldn't let you win......"

Lin Shentao looked at that sentence and decided to tell the truth: "He is not feeling well. ”

"Isn't you feeling well?

Lin Shentao recalled: "There was a red mark on his wrist, but he was so uncomfortable as if it was because of a stomachache......

In fact, Bo Jiu was not because of a stomachache, but because of his aunt.

It's just that the great god still knows, and as soon as he got in the car, he gave Adjutant Zhang three words: "Go to the hospital." ”

How can this disease go to the hospital.

Bo Jiu pointed his fingers: "Brother Mo, I'm sick with an old 'hair', just go home and rest and drink some hot water." ”

"What kind of stomach problem can you drink some hot water?" Qin Mo turned his head sideways and looked at the young man sitting on his left.

Bo Jiu pressed against his lower abdomen, and his 'lips' were pursed into a straight line: "I simply don't want to go to the hospital, I am in a bad mood after losing the game, and I know my body very well, I want to sleep now." ”

That's really a reason.

At least for the teenagers in the rebellious period of the youth 'spring'.

Qin Mo glanced at the blood-red mark again, raised his eyebrows, then reached out and pressed the young man's head down, pressed it on his shoulder, and stretched out his other hand, covering the lower abdomen where the young man was resisting, with two very faint words: "Sleep." ”