Chapter 133: The Qin God Sets Up the Ninth Master and Takes Up Residence (1 / 2)

Almost instantly, Fu Jiu saw Auntie Zhang’s pair of eyes dimmed, and she quickly reached out, smiling lightly and handsomely, “How can I be dissatisfied, Auntie Zhang’s beef hot pot is so delicious, and the clothes she prepares must be comfortable to wear as well ……”

Auntie Zhang was praised by the teenager so much, her whole face was joyful again, and inexplicably a little bit red, it was really because the ninth young master was too gentle, and it was not the same type as their young master at all.

Fu Jiu is planning to build on the confusion ……

Qin Mo then hijacked the teenager’s words, his voice light: “If you think Auntie Zhang is good, you’ll sleep in today.”

Fu Jiu: …… Big God set her up again!

“Huh? Ninth Young Master doesn’t live down here today?” Auntie Zhang looked at the handsome-looking teenager in front of her, and said rather disappointedly, “I also cooked a midnight snack for the ninth young master, skin-egg and thin meat congee, usually the young master doesn’t eat these things, now it’s not easy to have someone to eat ……”

Fu Jiu thought carefully, the bathroom and bedroom were separate, even if she stayed, as long as she didn’t have a different room, she didn’t seem to be found anything.

The words had been said to this point, and if she refused, Omikami, a divine detective who dabbled in psychology, might even suspect her.

The main reason was that she just couldn’t see a woman who was nice to her sad, especially a woman like Auntie Zhang.

“Of course I want to stay.” As soon as Fu Jiu raised his lips, he was the full male model, his left hand reached out to bring the pajamas over, and he also gathered the hair around his ears for Auntie Zhang: “I who love food so much, how can I let go of the skin egg and thin meat congee that Auntie Zhang made with her own hands.”

As soon as Auntie Zhang heard this, she was as happy as a child, “I’ll go and serve it up to Young Master Nine right now! “

“Good.” No one could see the little crying face inside our Ninth Master.

Staying in meant that she would have to sleep in bandages for the night, and as any girl knows, that’s just torture!

Seeing that his purpose had been achieved, Qin Mo turned his head away and continued his videoconference, with a few occasional sentences of French interspersed in his very fluent English.

It was obvious that that meeting wasn’t a small one, and it was hard for the Great Spirit to open such a business cross-country conversation and still find time to use Auntie Zhang to set her up.