Chapter 1170 New Hatred and Old Hatred, Directly Attacking the Dark History of the Soul

The young man who ran out of the hotel was Qin Mei. He only saw Josh's dazzling blonde hair. Xiao Yujie and Rong Menglan were not seen by him.

Josh's eyes lifted slightly, and the face of the person who ran out changed slightly, and the corners of his lips twitched uncontrollably.

He has no ability to coax the two ancestors in the room.

When the two cubs are obedient, they are really obedient, and when they are tossed, ordinary people really can't stand it.

After Qin Mo approached, he realized that it was an acquaintance standing in front of Josh.

The closeness and sorrow towards the acquaintances on his face quickly faded, his expression alienated, and he politely called out, "Young Master Xiao, Master Rong."

"Second Master Qin—"

The two knew Qin Mo's identity and nodded to him.

As soon as Xiao Yujie saw Josh, his head became big. He took out a cigarette case from his pocket and put it to his mouth. Recalling the memory of seeing Qin Mo smoking on the balcony at a banquet, he sent the cigarette case to the other party. In front: "Come on one?"

Qin Mo was tossed by the two little ancestors in the room for a long time, and now he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He did not refuse anyone who came and took a cigarette from the cigarette case.

The cigarettes Xiao Yujie smokes are specially made to order and cannot be bought outside. The shredded tobacco burns and sucks into the lungs, which is not very choking, and the taste is soft and long.

Qin Wei smoked skillfully, and the lingering blue smoke blurred his sullen face.

He had been entangled by two little ghosts before, and he had two big heads. As the inhalation of cigarettes eased, his emotions relaxed and his rationality returned to the cage.

He remembered that Josh had a feud with Shao Shao who was beside him for breaking his leg, but he also knew that Josh was not a vengeful person, not the kind of person who played dirty in private, and it was unlikely that he would continue to entangle last year's revenge. .

But his mouth is really arrogant, arrogant, arrogant and stinky, and sometimes makes him want to be beaten.

Qin Mo finished his last puff of cigarettes, walked to the metal-faced trash can behind the Roman column, and threw the cigarettes out into the white sand.

The cigarette in Xiao Yujie's hand was also extinguished, and he looked at Josh with a blank expression.

Before, he wanted to leave by smoking with Qin Mo, but was blocked by Josh. Whichever direction he went, the other party stepped forward to stop him.

Now that the cigarettes are finished, Xiao Yujie has a stiff smile on his face: "Qiao Shao, it's getting late, I won't disturb you and Qin Er Shao here."

The corner of Josh's lips raised a sarcastic arc: "It's none of my business whether you like to go or not!"

Both attitude and tone can be said to be very unreasonable.

Xiao Yujie nodded and stepped sideways to leave, but Josh immediately stepped forward to stop him, his eyes staring at him.

His behavior and what he said were completely different, and there was no intention of letting people go.

Rong Menglan leaned on the Roman column and played with his mobile phone. Hearing that the young master was angry with his friend, he put away his mobile phone and walked over.

Without waiting for him to clear the siege for his friend, Qin Mo stepped forward and put his arms around Josh's shoulder, facing Xiao Yujie with a bright smile.

"This kid drank a lot in the house. Don't look at his sober appearance without blushing or panting. In fact, he drank nearly a bottle of red wine."

This is obviously giving Xiao Yujie a step.

He walked down the steps and said gently to Qin Mei: "No wonder, the hangover soup in this shop is absolutely amazing, and it is guaranteed to have no headaches the next day after drinking it that night."

Qin Mo answered: "That feeling is good, thank you Xiao Shao."

"polite--"

Josh looked at the two people talking happily, his face was stinky, and he pulled down Qin Mo's arm on his shoulders.

"Whoever drinks too much, I'm clearly looking for something else on purpose."

In one sentence, the young master slapped the disguised friendly bubble between Qin Mo and Xiao Yujie into the dust, and instantly turned it into nothingness.

Looking at Xiao Yujie's taut and livid face, Qin Mo couldn't help but laugh at Josh, gritted his teeth and asked, "Master, how old are you? Are you an adult?"

He had never seen such a willful person.

They are all decent people, but what is the benefit of making things so stiff.

Even if it is really for the revenge of the broken leg, it should not be such a entangled attitude now, which is too inconsistent with the temperament of young master Qiao.

Qin Mo really doesn't understand why Josh is targeting Xiao Yujie now.

The questioned Josh pursed his lips tightly, and those brown eyes stared at Xiao Yujie fiercely, but he didn't speak to explain.

His eyes were warm, as sharp as a knife's edge.

If eyes can kill, Xiao Yujie at this time is afraid that he will die thousands of times.

Standing beside his friend, Rong Menglan looked at the annoyed look on the face of the young master of the Huo family, as well as the panic and disgust that was hidden in his eyes, and he always felt that things were not so simple.

Last year, when the two had a quarrel, the tactics were very violent, and Xiao Yujie was bedridden for many days.

Looking at this young master now, the method is more like a child's temper.

Qin Mo saw a group of people who came out of the hotel, and it would be boring to stay in such a stalemate, and he might encounter acquaintances to make jokes.

He took Josh's arm and said to Xiao Yujie and Rong Menglan, "There are still people in our room, so go back first."

After speaking, without waiting for the two to speak, he took Josh's arm and walked into the hotel, whispering something as he walked.

Josh, who had planned to continue to find fault, might be worried about something, but looked back at Xiao Yujie, his eyes seemed unwilling and compromised.

The two boys, whose stature was between a teenager and a young man, took great strides and quickly disappeared from sight.

Rong Menglan retracted his gaze, stepped down the steps, and stood in front of the hotel's fountain waiting for the driver.

He suddenly touched Xiao Yujie who was standing beside him with his shoulder: "What's the matter with you and that young master? It doesn't look like it was because of old grudges."

Xiao Yujie pinched his eyebrows and said in a low voice, "Don't ask."

His facial features are straight, his face is handsome and masculine, and his black eyes are deep and full of helplessness.

Rong Menglan raised her eyebrows and teased, "It seems that something really happened."

...

Qin Mei took Josh back to their room. The two stood outside the door and didn't go in. It was clear that they had something to say.

"What happened to you and that Xiao Yujie, don't tell me it's because of last year."

Josh's eyebrows were delicate but extremely cold, his face was stained red with anger, and he said with difficulty: "At the end of last month, I saw him in the bathroom of the nightclub."

Thinking of the memory of that day, his hand in his trouser pocket clenched into a fist.

Qin Mo blinked, thinking that it was a new hatred.

"and then?"

Under the watchful eyes of his good brother, Josh staggered his gaze, and was silent for a long time before he spoke: "I'm making it easy, he touched me with his hand!"

Qin Mo didn't realize the seriousness of the situation, and continued to ask: "Where did you touch it?"

Josh didn't make a sound, but his hand subconsciously touched the butt behind him.

He still remembered the feeling of a magic claw suddenly sticking to his skin when he was happily releasing excess water from his body, as well as the ambiguous words with a smile and banter.

It was the dark history of his life, and it struck his soul more directly than the sequelae brought to him by his little cousin.