When he handed it out, the young man's beautiful and slender index finger tapped the side edge of the mobile phone irregularly from time to time, as if he was waiting for the boy to come and scan the code.

Mo Qi's gaze under the brim of his hat also indirectly shifted from Jiang Bei's body to the screen of the mobile phone that was facing him at this time.

The corners of the red lips were slightly curved with a smile but not a smile, and the eyes were full of careless meaning.

And then.

Under Luo Heyang's surprised gaze, he saw Mo Qi, who had just treated him with a poisonous tongue, unhurriedly pulled out his right hand that had been in his pocket.

The slender and beautiful hands with distinct muscles can simply make the hand control stunning and soar to the sky on the spot!

The beautiful slender hand gently held the bright white mobile phone, and the skin as white as snow made the mobile phone inferior to many points.

I saw that the boy was in his pocket with his left hand, holding the mobile phone in his right hand, and his beautiful thumb clicked on the screen a few times, and then directly pointed the mobile phone to the mobile phone QR code handed out by Jiangbei at this moment.

"Di-" scanned the code successfully.

After the sound of successful code scanning sounded, Mo Qi and Jiang Bei both tacitly took back the mobile phones that had been handed out.

The corners of the red lips of both of them were hooked with an evil arc.

At this moment, Luo Heyang was confused.

What's going on?

Mo Qi actually agreed to add this crooked man's WeChat? And did you take out your phone to scan it yourself?

Luo Heyang stroked his forehead a little unacceptably, raised his eyebrows and half-frowned, only feeling that the scene was a little distorted.

How is this possible?

Mo Qi actually swept this crooked man's WeChat, and added friends?

For a while, Luo Heyang only felt that he had a breath stuck in his chest, and he couldn't go up or down, and even breathed.

This crooked man is just a working boy, and he looks like Mo Qi, the god of the e-sports world...... These two people have nothing to do with each other, do they?

It seems like their first meeting.

He Luo Heyang's partner hasn't been added to Mo Qi's WeChat yet, and this crooked man actually took the lead and accosted him inexplicably?

Unscientific.

Jiang Beicai didn't care about any science, and he didn't bother to speculate about Luo Heyang's inner thoughts at the moment.

The elbow casually landed on the car window, and the light breeze slowly blew in, stirring the young man's short milky white hair, and the white and pure side face with an exotic style was a must.

His eyes fell on the screen of the mobile phone, and his thumb fell lightly on the consent button of the friend's application, and Jiang Bei hung up the screen.

casually threw the mobile phone that he held in the palm of his hand to the side, and then put his right hand back on the steering wheel at one point.

Attention and eyes rolled out of the car window and fell on the hoodie boy who was also looking at her at this time.

The demon's beautiful blue eyes provoked a hint of beastly desire, squinted as if smiling, and raised his eyebrows to secretly send Qiu Bo.

The crimson lip flap pulled out an arrogant and evil arc, which was simply evil to the point of madness!

Then, the car started again, and the engine sound was arrogant and wild, step on the accelerator!

The handsome black Koenigsegg drove straight in front of them.

Mo Qi and Luo Heyang kept their eyes on the departure of the black sports car that was always noisy and rich even with their backs, until it disappeared from their sight.

Immediately, Luo Heyang turned his attention and gaze to Mo Qi, who had returned his hand to his pocket at this time.

"Seventh Master, you...... Do you know Jiangbei? ”

Luo Heyang's voice with great doubts and incomprehension suddenly drew Mo Qi's attention back.

Hearing this, the boy lifted his eyes under the brim of his hat, and the beautiful black eyes were unpredictable, and he didn't dare to delve into it, but in the next second, the corners of the thin lips pulled out a shallow arc of meaning.

In the most casual and casual voice, he replied carefully: "Soon we met." ”

What are madmen interested in?

Money?

Affection?

Substance?

No, madmen are all interested in madmen.

Put two crazy people together, and you're sure to get something crazy out of it!

How funny, isn't it?