Chapter 39 – Fu Jiu and Qin Mo Meet 2 (1 / 2)

It was as if he didn’t hear a thing about the chatter around him.

Fu Jiu just walked straight to the Hummer.

Even the corners of her mouth were hooked in a smile.

The bodyguard immediately reached out and blocked her path.

Last time it was this teenager who appeared out of nowhere to jump into the president’s arms.

This time it shows up again, is it taking them for a ride?

In the face of such a block, Fu Jiu, however, did not have a timid expression at all, but instead raised his eyebrows upwards, and replaced it with a touch of playfulness dangling from the edge of his lips.

Chen in the crowd fell back and breathed a sigh of relief from a distance.

That’s good, with Young Qin’s bodyguard.

It is impossible to let the young master go through, and he will not have to worry about the young master rushing to Qin Shao ……

“Ah! ” COCO, who was sitting in the car, also recognized Fu Jiu: “It’s him! “

Fatty was busy working on his computer last time he was here and didn’t realize what was going on, “Who is he? “

“It seems like it’s the curvy guy …… who has a crush on the captain,” COCO said here, and realized that Qin Mo looked over towards his side, and immediately changed his mouth, “No, I mean he’s a rather crazy fan! Well, very crazy, the way of expressing love is a bit special!”

Upon hearing this, Fatty looked rather disappointed, “Wow, then he can’t be the Z of Spades ……”

Fu Jiu saw that the other party didn’t have the slightest intention to open the car door, and it seemed that Qin Mo was still looking down at his cell phone.

Simply sliding open WeChat, he sent a message over, “Great God Qin, tell your bodyguard to get out of the way.”

Qin Mo suddenly stopped his fingers, unconsciously lifted his head up, and across the bodyguard, his sight met the not-so-unfamiliar silhouette outside the car.

In the dusk, the man had his skateboard clutched in his left hand and his cell phone in his right, the zipper of his school uniform unzipped and paired with a beige T-shirt.

A pair of eyes black and white, hazel at first light.

The light struck down and imprinted on the silver-haired ink eyes, somehow taking on a slightly smoldering flavor.