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After one tennis match, even the coaches watching on the side could not help but praise this match as amazing.

Of course, the almighty Qin won.

Fu Jiu could not catch up physically, and during the second half, his white forehead was covered in a thin layer of sweat. Even his silver hair was wet, stuck to his ears. He raised his hand and wiped his sweat, and his mouth smiled. “Kakak Mo, let me rest. Let's play another round later. ”

Qin Mo looked at "he" coldly and casually handed the thermos cup to the young man.

Fu Jiu was thirsty. The human body needs water after exercise, so he took a cup and took a few sips.

The receptionist was shocked again!

He quietly turned to look at the man next to him.

Young Master Qin today is completely different!

He was no longer a neat freak!

Fu Jiu drank before realizing that Qin Mo had not yet drunk water, so he returned the cup.

The receptionist thought, Giving the cup you just drank to Young Master Qin, he will definitely reject it and splash water all over your face.

But…

The man pressed the young man's hand and gulped down two gulps with his head lowered. Then he turned around to order them, "Take the ball."

"Oh yeah!"

The receptionist could not be blamed for being slow, as the scene was too shocking!

Fu Jiu saw that the Almighty was not so thirsty anymore, and he walked towards Xue Yaoyao with a cup. He ate another piece of watermelon, then looked at the screen. He placed one hand behind Xue Yaoyao as the other hand reached out to click his mouse. “Your profession doesn't need that fast operation all the time. In addition to the keyboard, adjust your movements with the mouse. When the enemy attacks, you retreat first and then strike back!”

He always wanted to ask, Since His Highness Jiu is this good, what is the name in the game?

Before he could ask, the almighty Qin Yang sat in front of them with his legs crossed. He did not sweat at all, making people think that this man was too high above their reach. He tilted his head and lit a cigarette. His entire body emitted a luxurious noble aura, so one would not dare to look into his cold eyes.

Xue Yaoyao did not understand how His Highness Jiu managed to put his hand on this man's shoulder the entire time.

He can't do that in a million years.

Plus ... The way Qin Yang Almighty looked at him was too stifling!

Xue Yaoyao could not help but bow her head. Then he realized that Almighty Qin did not see his hand, but at His Highness Jiu.

"Do you see this clearly?" The young man's voice still had a touch of inherent tenderness. “You should play like this later.”

Xue Yaoyao gathered her courage and said, “Mm.”

Qin Mo spoke up and dragged Fu Jiu, his voice soft. “I'm asking you to play tennis, not play games. And I'm telling you not to get too distracted. Did you forget everything so quickly, huh? ”

Fu Jiu touched the trunk of his nose.

Xue Yaoyao wanted to help him out of his predicament. “Your Highness Jiu, I know now. Go play tennis and I'll leave after collecting my things.”

"Leaving?" Fu Jiu raised his eyebrows. “It's not convenient to get a taxi here, let me drive you back after we're done. Right, Brother Mo?”

Qin Mo doesn't like "he" flirting, but he's still an honorable man, so he agrees with the "hm" voice".

Fu Jiu stood up and stretched his body. He smiled at Xue Yaoyao handsomely. “Not good playing games all the time. Want me to take you to tennis?”