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    At the thought of this, Fu Jiu swept away his previous depression, and even the lobster he was holding was no longer so faceless and loathsome.

    As much as the Great Spirit screwed her over today, she made back from him…two words, fair!

    At this time, Qin Mo’s deep eyes were still looking at the several WeChat messages on his cell phone, his eyes complex and difficult to understand.

    Things he thought Junior would say, Junior didn’t mention a word ……

    Looking back at him, he hesitantly said: ”It seems that Fu Jiu didn’t come to the captain because of what happened in their family, only that he suddenly changed so much, it’s really hard for people to accept, in the past, could it be that he’s been acting in order to get close to the captain? Perhaps it was because he used to know that the captain likes to be a little more well-behaved that he would be like that, and now that he feels that he doesn’t have to act, he has released his ego? “

    Qin Mo took another look at the blinking WeChat avatar, his expression indifferent: “Acting such a means, is it the kind of brain he can come up with?”

    At that, the corner of his mouth twitched, Captain, although the previous Fu Jiu really wasn’t very smart, but he’s already very good now, so maybe he’s really acting.

    However, if it was going to be an act, there would be no need to tell them that he was the Z of Spades.

    Thinking about it this way, it was again clear that he had indeed overestimated Spade Z’s ability to read people’s minds.

    If he really wanted to be able to act, Fu Jiu wouldn’t have ruffled the president’s feathers from time to time and wanted to get him killed.

    So what is the reason for such a change?

    Is it because the family has changed?

    Very puzzling.

    “As long as he stays like this, don’t mind him.” Qin Mo inclined his head and opened his mouth, closing his eyes as if he was taking a small break, his black hair exuded a different kind of messiness because it had been rubbed just now, but he always felt that something remained on his head, and uncomfortably shooed it with his fingers.

    and the fat man, however, heard a lurch in his form.

    Has it been kept like this …… is it kept like what …… ruffles the president’s feathers ……

    Lowering his head, he bit the rabbit’s ear!

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