352, my eldest nephew is the most handsome

Bai Muyou now thinks back to the situation at that time, and it is still a full stomach, and there is simply no mouth.

- [Six: You don't know where I was standing like a fool at that time, and the mask almost scared me off!] ]

- [Three: Tsk, I'm glad you have a mask, otherwise the picture would be amazing.] ]

- [Seven: Tsk, I don't dare to think about the picture.] ]

- [vi:...... ]

- [Three: Huh?] suddenly remembered that the identity of the third master, didn't the fourth brother know? Why have you never heard him mention it? ]

When He Yao mentioned this, Bai Muyou suddenly realized this.

- [Six: I almost forgot, fourth, what the hell is going on?] ]

Qi Sijin: "......"

Qi Sijin felt that he was very confused.

From just now, Bai Muyou was at a loss when he said that Qi Jingci was the leader of the J organization.

He was wondering, was he really Qi Jingci's nephew?

Why is this kind of thing, he has one, point, all, no, know, and affection?

- [4:...... Don't ask me, I'm fascinated too. ]

——[Seven: Don't expect the fourth child, he is abroad all the year round, and he doesn't know as much about the affairs of the Qi family as I do, what's the use of asking him? ] ]

A hint of disgust appeared in Bai Muyou's eyes.

- [Six: Tsk, it's useless.] ]

- [4:...... ]

Qi Jingci looked at Bai Muyou's disgusted words viciously, and his back molars creaked, making Qi Mowei's eyes look at him with a little strangeness.

"What's wrong?" Qi Mowei asked.

She stood beside him, holding a ticket to the concert in her hand and a bunch of supportive items, blocking her vision, and she had to tilt her head sideways and stretch her neck to look at his phone.

There are crowded fan groups around, most of them are eighteen or nineteen-year-old young girls, all of them are holding a bunch of support items in their hands like Qi Mowei, their faces are full of excitement and excitement, and they keep standing on tiptoe to look at the team in front of them, estimating how long it will take to reach them.

The venue, which was not very spacious in the first place, was now crowded with fans who had heard the news, and it was almost difficult to move even a single step.

Qi Sijin stood beside Qi Mowei, and in the past half an hour, he could already feel that his feet had been stepped on no less than ten times.

He took a deep breath, pressed the phone screen back into his pocket, forced himself to calm down, and asked reluctantly, "How long will it take for us?" ”

If he stays, he really can't help it!

Qi Mowei stood on tiptoe and glanced at the number of people in front of her, counted them roughly, and said, "There should be dozens more, it's coming, wait a minute." ”

Qi Sijin grinded his teeth: "That's what you said half an hour ago. ”

He is really crazy to agree to this dead girl to come to see a bad concert!

Qi Mowei pouted at him, "Oh, wait a minute, I've been waiting for half an hour, I'm a little patient." ”

Qi Sijin finally couldn't hold back his expression, and said impatiently: "What a broken concert!" How long does it take to get in? ”

"Broken concert?" Qi Mowei narrowed her eyes, snorted lightly, and threatened: "Believe it or not, I shouted what you just said, and the fans here can tear you alive on the spot." ”

"......" Qi Sijin pursed her lips and looked around, not arguing with her very familiarly.

With this number of people, let alone tearing him alive, one person can drown him with a mouthful of spit.

"I said, can you pursue it a little? Why do you choose this kind of traffic singer for a concert? ”

Qi Sijin really doesn't understand that as the daughter of the Qi family, there are so many world-class music masters who invite her to concerts, she doesn't listen to them, but she comes here to listen to the concerts of traffic stars.

What kind of distorted brain circuit is this?

Qi Mowei rolled her eyes and glanced at him disdainfully, "You know a fart!" Am I here for a concert? I'm here to see my brother! ”

Qi Sijin: "??? "What brother? When did she still have a brother?

Qi Mowei's expression suddenly became depressed, her mouth pursed, and she said with a depressed face: "My brother hasn't posted a blog for half a month, and I have no face to lick, and I am like a dry corpse without a body." ”

“……”

What are you talking about?

Qi Sijin felt that he couldn't see through what these star-chasing girls were thinking.

He just wanted to open his mouth to scold her, but she grabbed him and rushed forward.

"Hurry, hurry! It's our turn! Hurry up, otherwise it's too late to watch my brother warm up. ”

Qi Sijin: "......"

He's never been so stupid in his life!

On his head, he was forced to wear a support headband that was seriously inconsistent with his aesthetics, the kind that would glow, and she dragged him all the way into the venue.

That speed is no different from when fleeing the famine.

Qi Sijin silently buttoned the hat of the sweatshirt and covered his face.

He must not be discovered!

Otherwise, the Qi family's face will be lost!

Qi Mowei dragged him around for a long time before he found a place, and after sitting down, Qi Sijin suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Damn, it's finally over.

He watched Qi Mowei take out the support items little by little, and looked serious as if he was dealing with some exam, and couldn't help but say, "Isn't it just a face?" Could it be that he can grow into a heavenly immortal? Besides, even if it is a fairy, our family has the two faces of me and the third uncle, isn't it enough for you to see? ”

Qi Mowei stopped her movements, raised her head and rolled her eyes at him, "Haven't you heard of 'entering the room of Zhilan and not smelling its fragrance for a long time'?" For you and the third uncle since childhood, anyone will get tired of watching it, right? ”

Qi Sijin's eyes widened suddenly, and he couldn't believe what he had heard.

Qi Mowei was still saying: "To be honest, I look at you now, and I still feel that you have a trace of ...... Well, the mass face. ”

"What did you say?!"

Qi Sijin finally couldn't help it, stood up and asked her loudly, causing the people around her to look sideways.

He stretched out his finger and pointed to his handsome and bewitching face, asking her to touch her conscience to confirm what she had just said, "You said I looked, Volkswagen? Yes? ”

His lungs are almost blowing up!

Is this dead girl's aesthetic gnawed by a dog? Do you think he looks like a public face?

If you have the ability, you can find a public face like him! If you can find it, he will call her daddy!

Yes, Qi Sijin is very confident in his appearance, note that this is not narcissism, and the narcissistic people in this author's pen generally do not end well.

His face, even if it is placed in the entertainment industry, is also the facial features that kill a lot of small fresh meat in seconds and are praised as a god's face.

However, in her mouth, it inexplicably became a public face?

Qi Sijin felt that she had received an insult.

Feeling the surprised gazes of the fans around her, Qi Mowei frowned, pulled the corner of his clothes and dragged him to sit down, and whispered comfortingly: "Okay, okay, I know, my eldest nephew is the most handsome, okay?" Let's watch the concert first, shall we? ”

After speaking, before Qi Sijin could answer, she stuffed a pink support stick into him and asked him to raise it and shake it together.

Qi Sijin looked at the glowing cheering stick in his hand: "......"