
Fu Jiu heard this and his body trembled. “Measure my temperature? Qin Yang Almighty measures my temperature? ”
“Yah, no. Young Master Qin has just touched your forehead, that's all,” Chen Xiaodong said.
Fu Jiu raised his eyebrows and laughed, "Good, so he just touched my forehead."
“It was the scary part, okay?! Young Master Qin's secretary was also completely dumbfounded,” Chen Xiaodong kept raving, “Young Master, do you know how complicated my mood is? I am happy for you but sad for myself. How should I tell Madam that you and Young Master are in a relationship right now? No one can handle this kind of news, okay? ”
Fu Jiu was not really listening. When he was about to finish speaking, he hooked his finger towards Chen Xiaodong.
Chen Xiaodong bowed after she saw this move.
Fu Jiu patted his face. “Xiaodong, Xiaodong, your IQ is directly proportional to your height—always have this unrealistic dream. Be careful when the Almighty Qin finds out and turns you into a dumpling with human flesh stuffing!”
Chen Xiaodong was confused at first, but after she regained her senses, she realized that her young master had not only attacked her IQ, but had also directly attacked her height!
Young Master Qin ordered him to take good care of his young master.
Does Young Master even need to be taken care of when he is like this?
Either "he" is flirting, or "he" is on his way to flirting, or "he" attacks him with his "his" devil tongue".
But he still thinks that the gesture that "he" makes when he speaks is very handsome. Chen Xiaodong was officially incurable!
After rehydration, Fu Jiu lay back on his bed and slept through the night.
When the day of the monthly exam arrived, he put back on his long-cleaned uniform. He wore a black mask on his face, and he didn't use his skateboard.
During the winter, Jiang City was always foggy in the morning. The students can be heard playing and talking on the playground and the air seems to smell like Chinese savory crepes!
Fu Jiu deliberately woke up earlier today. Holding half a piece of Chinese savory crepe in her mouth, she did not enter the school, but instead stood at the entrance of an alley near the school.
He had a clear target he was waiting for: the one who led the herd that day.
By the time he realized it, he had already been dragged into the alley by someone using great force.
Liu Zongming looked at the young man's face clearly and paused for a moment. He wanted to start cursing with his big mouth.
Fu Jiu was not there to chat. A straight kick almost left Liu Zongming half dead.
His strength this time was different from the previous one.
This time, Fu Jiu had actually used his raw strength.
Liu Zongming rolled on the ground in pain.
However, Fu Jiu was not even affected in the slightest by it. His eyes were cold and emotionless.
Liu Zongming had never seen such a cold face on a High School boy before.
But the next second, the young man started laughing and rested his long legs on top of a nearby iron box. He lowered his eyes. “You don't want to hit me? Continue."
“Fu Jiu! Today is the exam! You can't beat me! Are you not worried that the Teacher will cancel your qualification? ” Liu Zongming is so helpless that even threatening words come out of him.
Fu Jiu only looked at him with a smile on his face. “Now at 07.40 am. The visibility is very low here, and I wear a mask. Even if I hit you to death, no one will have the evidence to prove that it is me. You think you can convince everyone with your one-sided words? Huh uh?"
In fact, Qin Mo was right.
People like Fu Jiu were great at committing these crimes, as he had long gotten used to acting.
Dodging all eyes, he did his own hunting!
In his plan, he would never leave behind any evidence that would endanger him…