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    That cashier obviously looked even more excited because of the idol’s proximity, but didn’t dare to repeat what she had just said, after all, everyone knew that Qin Shen didn’t like to form CPs with people.

    Qin Mo where is so good at fooling people, fingers knocked the desktop, a low smile, the opening is fraud: “I just heard it all, just not clear about the specifics, what are you still afraid of? And it’s not a big deal.”

    That cashier obviously didn’t understand Qin Shen’s bellyaching tactics.

    But the deeply victimized Fu Jiu understand ah, put down the bubble noodles and wanted to give the cashier a code word.

    But Qin Mo simply wouldn’t give Fu Jiu this opportunity, directly reaching out his hand and yanking the teenager behind himself, domineering with so much doting, then turning to the cashier, he said, “Go ahead and say it.”

    The cashier looked at his idol’s tugging action and analyzed it slightly, with his knowledge of his idol over the years, Qin Shen would definitely not touch the other person’s hand if he wasn’t treating a person with respect.

    Now the idol is not only touching, but also ambiguous ……

    So, the cashier put down that hanging heart, instead, she got excited, directly took out her cell phone, and flipped two pages for Qin Mo: “This is a picture of you walking towards Qin Shen when Spade Z won today, everyone is saying that Qin Shen and Spade Z are a good match! It’s an official match!”

    An official match?

    Qin Mo frowned and turned his handsome face sideways, his deep eyes looking at the photo on the cell phone screen.

    The silver-haired teen looked up, the thin corners of his mouth still half-curved as he placed his hand on his, smiling in a way that was quite pleasing, handsome and warm, not particularly rebellious.

    It’s really not easy for someone in adolescence to be like that.

    Qin Mo took another look at the photo and didn’t say anything more, but swept a glance at Fu Jiu and said in a careless tone, “Since when did you start eating instant noodles?”

    Fu Jiu raised his eyebrows and followed with a smile, “Actually, I always like to eat, it’s just that I used to pretend in front of outsiders that I like to eat a big meal, and the instant noodles taste too big, Brother Desert won’t dislike me, right?”

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