Qiao Mo and Su Shu chatted and laughed along with Ke Mo towards the club, and Ke Mo introduced his club in a gentle manner while walking.

"I usually like to play the guitar in my spare time to relax. Some of my friends found out and started a music club. Because they were all busy, I asked me to be the club leader. As a club, as long as the schoolgirls come on stage with us during the school year festival, I can give you five credits at the end of the semester."

Students have to complete 12 credits every year, and Ke Mo can give Qiao Mo a five-point club score, which is already a win for Qiao Mo.

Su Shu next to him exclaimed: "Wow, the senior is really versatile, but I remember that the credits seem to be awarded only by the student union. It's just that the club leader has less right to score."

Ke Mo smiled modestly: "I work part-time in the Literature and Art Department of the Student Union."

"Wow."

Su Shu was amazed, and her eyes became more and more reverent.

"It's still the Minister of Literature and Art."

Ke Mo smiled, added a bit of contentment on his face, and then looked at Qiao Mo calmly.

Su Shu looked at Ke Mo and then at Qiao Mo, her aunt smiled quietly on her face.

Her sisters are so charming, there is a ruthless Mr. A Jian at home, and there is a gentle senior in the school who overcomes difficulties. Is this the world of AA love? It's really exciting!

Qiao Mo blinked and said softly, "Thank you, Senior Ke Mo, but I plan to take a look again."

The pride on Ke Mo's face dissipated, and he anxiously stopped Qiao Mo: "Junior Qiao Mo, are you worried about him, is he in charge of you, and won't you be allowed to make friends at school?"

"He?" Qiao Mo tilted his head in confusion, unable to understand the worry on Ke Mo's face.

Su Shu next to him snickered and whispered, "It's your Mr. Jian."

"Oh." Qiao Mo suddenly realized, she frowned and explained: "No, Mr. Jian won't ask me about these private matters, he is very good."

Afraid that his friends would misunderstand Jian Luozhi, Qiao Mo explained it again and again: "Mr. Jian is not the kind of person you think, he is a very honest man."

Although Qiao Mo couldn't agree with the fact that Jian Luozhi's avatar stimulated the heroine, but from what Qiao Mo learned, Jian Luozhi just signed a contract with the original body, and did not do anything irregular.

It can even be said that Jian Luozhi has been spending money to support the original body, and has never done a single thing to the original body, except for the original body not to cause trouble for him.

Therefore, although Qiao Mo doesn't agree with Jian Luozhi's handling of feelings, he can't say that Jian Luozhi is not good.

Ke Mo was suddenly angry and anxious: "Xuemei, you are too simple and don't know the minds of people in society. They are calm. You are careful to be deceived."

Qiao Mo smiled sweetly and sweetly, but his words were quite straightforward: "Thank you, senior for your concern, I trust Mr. Jian, and this is my private matter. Let's talk about the school club. I don't like to discuss private matters outside."

Ke Mo knew that he had crossed the line, so he could only stop his mouth reluctantly.

Su Shu, who was next to her, muttered a few words with a strange expression on her face. After Ke Mo left, she tutted, "Momo, you and that Mr. Jian are really traditional and romantic."

Qiao Mo smiled and poked Su Shu's creaking nest: "Little gossip master, you arranged me again, how can we be traditional and romantic."

Su Shu laughed and avoided Qiao Mo's hand, panting, "You call him a man, what an ancient name, I've only seen it in textbooks."

Qiao Mo's heart suddenly became suspicious. Is there anything wrong with the name of a man? Why is it only seen in textbooks, why is it ancient romance?

She was about to ask the question in her heart when Jian Luozhi's phone came: "Qiao Mo, come to the gate of the school, I'm at the gate."

Qiao Mo stopped talking, apologetically said goodbye to Su Shu, who was smiling at her aunt, and walked quickly to the gate.

After all, Jian Luozhi is her bodhisattva gold master and her current parents of food and clothing. After all, she can get such a high monthly salary as Jian Luozhi while lying down, so Jian Luozhi's orders must be given the first place.

Qiao Mo reached the door, looked up and glanced around, and saw a black Maybach parked under the big osmanthus tree at the entrance of the school.

This time Jian Luozhi sat in the back seat, only half of the car windows were opened, and the light sunlight fell down, decorating Jian Luozhi's cold and deep eyebrows.

He wears black fish-skin gloves, the delicate leather reflects light-colored phosphorescence, and a cigar is sandwiched between his slender fingertips. in ancient paintings.

Beautiful, noble, mysterious and profound.

He just sat upright by the window, his shoulders and back were straight and graceful, and there was a strong aura of nonchalance pervading him, which made people involuntarily respect and obey him.

Qiao Mo sighed in his heart, worthy of being the arrogance of the tyrant, so he was so handsome and temperament, no wonder that the heroine who abused the text never regretted her death and never forgot.

"Mr. Jane."

Qiao Mo greeted Jian Luozhi.

Jian Luozhi also saw Qiao Mo, he snuffed out the cigar, the estrangement between his eyebrows dissipated a little, and he moved towards Qiao Mo with a little reserved tenderness: "Get in the car."

Qiao Mo sat beside Jian Luozhi obediently. After driving for a while, she couldn't help but ask, "Why did you call so quickly, I just had a few words with my friend."

Jian Luozhi glanced at Qiao Mo.

The little girl is so cute and soft, and when she complains, she is soft and soft like a spoiled child, making people's hearts can't help but soften.

There was a slight regret in Jian Luozhi's heart, it would be nice if he was a real alpha.

Then he will definitely hold the little girl in the palm of his hand, take good care of her, keep her innocent and soft forever, and not let her suffer any grievances.

Jian Luozhi didn't ask Qiao Mo's friend who said what, he just lowered his head and leaned forward to buckle the seat belt for Qiao Mo.

He was very close to Qiao Mo, and when he got closer, he could see his slender eyelashes and his skin as white and smooth as jade. Because he was too close, Qiao Mo seemed to smell the familiar cold fragrance again.

The lingering scent fell on Qiao Mo's body and penetrated into her heart. The bewitched Qiao Mo was in a trance for a moment, forgetting the connected words.

Jian Luozhi was tall and slender, and when he leaned over to buckle the seat belt, he seemed to stretch out his arms to wrap Qiao Mo in his arms.

Especially when he lowered his eyes and groped for the buckle a little bit coldly and seriously, as if he was rubbing Qiao Mo's waist inch by inch, as if he was holding Qiao Mo's circle in the palm of his hand, even if he knew he was the male protagonist. , Qiao Mo also blushed little by little uncontrollably.

Jian Luozhi is really...too...too sexy.

Especially when this man is serious and focused, the gesture of control is simple, as if strong hormones squeeze the narrow carriage, and Qiao Mo can't breathe well.

When Jian Luozhi looked up, he saw a blushing face and dodging eyes, and Qiao Mo was as cute as a big rabbit.

A little smile flashed in Jian Luozhi's eyes, he raised his hand and quickly wiped the top of Qiao Mo's head, brushing Qiao Mo's soft hair: "Take you to buy clothes."

Qiao Mo touched the top of his head depressedly and protested in a low voice, "Mr. Jian, I'm not a child, don't touch my head casually."

"Well, sorry."

Jian Luozhi apologized fluently, but Qiao Mo was even more depressed.

However, Jian Luozhi is her financial boss after all, so Qiao Mo can only swallow the depression and change the subject, so as not to be even more depressed: "Why did you take me to buy clothes?"

Just a few days of getting along gave Qiao Mo a simple understanding of Jian Luozhi. Jian Luozhi is a person who pays great attention to efficiency and purpose, and will not do things for no reason.

The tenderness on Jian Luozhi's body dissipated, and a hint of coldness was vaguely entangled.

Qiao Mo looked at Jian Luozhi suspiciously, not understanding why buying clothes would affect Jian Luozhi's mood changes.

Jian Luozhi's brief explanation: "Tomorrow, there is a banquet in the Jian family. It is said to be a family banquet. In fact, it is also a social banquet. We have invited celebrities of the appropriate age in the circle to participate. This is a bit troublesome for me, Qiao Mo, I need you to help me. Stop the trouble."

Qiao Mo understood in seconds.

It's the matchmaking bureau. Although Jian Luozhi rejected Bai Xiu because of various stimuli due to illness, he actually wanted to keep his body like a jade.

However, Qiao Mo did not approve of this misunderstanding-making way of getting along, and she preferred to be frank and honest between the two of them.

So when the banquet is over, she should have a serious talk with Jian Luozhi about resignation.

As I said before, Jian Luozhi is a very efficient person. He did not take Qiao Mo to any shopping mall, but asked the driver to drive Qiao Mo to a relatively remote club in Xicheng.

Standing at the entrance of the clubhouse was a tall, big-bodied man wearing a cheongsam. The other party's long red hair was scattered like fire. He was holding a slender silver cigarette stick in his hand. Looks like a wicked seductive fox.

"Yo, what kind of wind blows our Mr. Jane here."

The fox-colored cheongsam and the banshee walked over pretty, twisting three times along the way, making nosebleeds sexy.

Jian Luozhi looked at each other and frowned deeply: "Don't be so arrogant, you are not allowed to harm our children."

The cheongsam girl sneered and put down the cigarette stick: "Let me see what kind of child..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Qiao Mo looked behind Jian Luozhi, the cheongsam girl suddenly fell silent, her expression became a little more serious, and looked at Jian Luozhi seriously: "Where did you kidnap the good boy, let me be Do not."

Jian Luozhi gave her a fierce look, and said coldly with a stern face, "I brought her here to do the styling, so don't talk nonsense."

The cheongsam girl elegantly curled her lips: "It's really boring, Jian Luozhi, you should be careful about orphans."

Qiao Mo stood aside obediently, watching the two quarrel.

Although the woman in cheongsam looks unreasonable, she is a person who does big things like Jian Luozhi. She is very efficient in her work. In less than an hour, she walked out with a new Qiao Mo, and even Jian Luozhi looked at her. He was stunned for a few seconds.

She combed Qiao Mo's hair into a small bun at the back of her head, and pinned a silver hairpin in the shape of a flower branch. Two strands of her permed hair fell from her forehead, which further highlighted Qiao Mo's temperament. Human-like things.

She found an off-the-shoulder dress for Qiao Mo, with a layer of tulle on the chest, embellished with tiny pearls, a thin silver tulle skirt from the waist down, and tulle gloves on her arms. .

This set made Qiao Mo like a fairy in the Moon Palace, light and agile, and her beauty was unsullied by the world.

"Mr. Jane, is it alright?"

In her previous life, Qiao Mo had been immersed in the laboratory and worked hard to make the pineal gland. She had never worn such a dreamy dress before. She couldn't help but feel anxious and happy, and couldn't help but ask Jian Luozhi's opinion.

The woman in cheongsam next to her looked happy and proud, and couldn't help but praise: "Momo, I said that you will be very stunning in this dress, don't worry, if Jian Luozhi dares to say that you are not good, my house number will be from now on. It says 'Jian Luozhi and dogs are not allowed to enter'."

Qiao Mo was amused, she looked at Jian Luozhi.

Jian Luozhi couldn't help staring at her over and over again, and finally nodded, "It's beautiful."