687 Almighty Qin and Jiu (1/2)

Bo Jiu could still press on during the competition, but now that it was over, the pain was unbearable.

Once they were out of the arena, she asked for another cigarette.

However, just after one puff, it was snatched away by the Almighty.

His deep gaze swept the youngster's hands, their depths cold. ”Carry or piggyback, choose one.”

Fu Jiu took a step back, smiling lightly. ”Brother Mo, I'm not that weak.”

Qin Mo didn't wish to waste time on the topic, bending to carry her into his arms.

At this moment, some of the fans who were still around broke into a frenzy.

Bo Jiu stilled, concluding that this was better than a piggyback. At the very least, that part wouldn't be pressed against the Almighty's back.

Yeah, right!

Feng Yi wanted to caress his head again, he predicted an increase in the number of calls he was going to receive after today.

What was he going to say?

He could insist that Little Spade wasn't feeling well.

Yes, that would do it!

”Young Master.”

Deputy Zhang followed Qin Mo back from America. The moment he saw his Young Master carrying the youngster out, his entire face froze.

Lin Chentao, who left with them, froze as well.

After keeping it in for such a long time, he finally exploded.

Lin Chentao exploded in the Alliance's WeChat group. ”Ahhh!”

”What's wrong, rude Taotao, who provoked you?” Student Sanpang asked. ”Didn't you win the competition?”

Lin Chentao: ”I would have rather not won, Qin Mo that pervert…”