章 376: Fu Jiu Was Doomed? Table Bam!

Qin Mo froze up instantly.

Who wouldn't?

When such a clean, fair-skinned face with tiny fluffy hair on it came right next to your right cheek, so close that you could clearly see those rich eyelashes and light colored lips.

At that moment, Qin Mo's heart felt that inexplicable itchiness again.

The feeling that he had felt when young man was skateboarding came right back to him, fondling his whole body from head to toe like a chiffon feather.

Those gaming boys who had been sitting next to them all looked over at once.

WTF!

What is this?!

Are they drunk? Acting like gays in the game was fine, so why were they acting gay in the real world while having kebabs!? Was it really necessary?

Must be drunk, let me rub my eyes first!