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    No one dared to disobey Qin Mo’s words.

    Not to mention the hotels under the Qin Group, even in the entire Jiangcheng, whatever he said, someone would immediately do something.

    Soon the waiter came in with two lobsters, in bamboo cages, each one so large that the pincers were still moving.

    Fu Jiu watched from the side, and immediately felt that the rest of those lobsters, even more difficult to swallow!

    This man, he simply did it on purpose, didn’t he.

    Can we still have a good time?

    “Mr. Qin. “The waiter respectfully raised the bamboo cage with both hands so that their president could better see the lobster’s color.

    Qin Mo, still holding a cigarette between his slender fingers, swept a faint glance toward that side: “Take it to your ninth master. “

    Your Nine Masters ……

    Fu Jiu took a large shrimp pincer and bit it heavily!

    Qin Mo looked at the teenager that slightly depressed look, in the eyes of the shocked outsiders, reached out and touched the plush head, seemingly smiling and not smiling between is a low sense of oppression: “Eat slowly, not enough …… can also be asked for again …… “

    Fu Jiu sniffed and decisively wiped the corners of his mouth with an evil smile, “I’m applying to go put in a water first.”

    Qin Mo put his hand back, his eyebrows were deep and nice, he looked at Fu Jiu for a few seconds before he hooked his thin lips, “We won’t move the lobsters, we’ll keep them all for you, go. “

    You’re not even going to give her a chance to pee?

    Fu Jiu narrowed her eyes, this man was really vindictive and powerful.

    But it’s okay.

    It’s his money for the food anyway!

    She can’t cook lobster. Can’t she eat lobster?

    When she empties her stomach, she can fight again.

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