The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

   Three draws.

   Yantao's victory is just one point greater than Qin Zong.

  The cold man's deep-cold eyes fell on the proud young man's face. There seemed to be a violent current in the cold eyes, and there was a deep cold in the eccentric eyes.

  Like the deep sea, seemingly calm, but underneath the reefs and undercurrents are intertwined, dangerous and deadly.

  The young man was immersed in the excitement of his forthcoming kiss Fangze, licking his handsome face and leaning forward, "Zongzong~"

  Qin Zong icy his handsome face, and pushed Yan Tao away indifferently.

   "Did I say when to redeem it?"

  Qin Zong's white fingers were bent like jade, and he flicked lightly between the boy's forehead.

   "Let's go, eat."

  The man got up and his long legs wrapped in black pants stepped toward the dining room.

  Master Yan followed unhappily.

open the door.

   Qin Zong's eyes flashed.

   Still holding his hand on the doorknob, his expression was a little surprised and helpless.

  The original table was removed, replaced by a Western-style long table, exquisite and romantic candlelight, and the corner pianist played to Alice.

  Beautiful and beautiful.

  Master Yan copied his pocket with one hand, bends over, followed Qin's longitudinal arm and bent his head and drilled over.

  Little Seven: The future young lady is really boring.

   Ye Yan raised his eyebrows, looked sideways, his lips twitched, and his chin moved toward the candlelight lunch. After a little bit of depression, he smiled and asked, "Is this a gift of appreciation from roses?"

   "It's just some people's brains."

  Master Qin ruthlessly pierced Master Yan’s fantasy bubble.

  Yan Ye smiled and squinted: "That's really a pity."

   "It's okay, sooner or later I will marry you."

   On the handsome and evil face of the young boy, confident and flamboyant.

  Qin zongzong his lips, but did not speak.

  The two sit opposite each other on the long table.

  Young handsome and evil, young noble and glamorous.

  The pianist Hans sitting in the corner sits behind the piano, his eyes falling on the two who seem to have come out of a comic.

  He was temporarily dragged over to become a pianist.

  I thought that someone proposed to marry me and confessed something, but I never expected that it came out to a man.

  He was playing the piano, and amidst the elegant and noble sound of the piano, the lingering love flowed out slowly like a stream.

  At the end of the lunch, Master Yan never forgets the fruits of her victory, "Zhong Zong, mine—"

  Qin's long, narrow and perfect deep eyes picked up, raised his hand, and rubbed the teenager's black hair heavily.

   smashed Yan Tao, and Master Qin got up, like a cloud of smoke, and left without taking away a cloud.

   Yan Tao...! ! !

  She was actually confused by beauty!

  Seng gas!

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The hot springs of   Qingmu Villa are notoriously difficult to arrange in Haicheng.

  Ordinary wealthy businessmen would have to work hard to get in.

  Master Yan stood in front of the dressing room, removing her plain fingers from the bath towel and pinching a bathrobe.

  The white shirt and trousers fell off to the ground, revealing the white skin.

  Before she left, in order to protect the vest, she wrapped an extra layer of bandage on her chest.

  The slender fingertips are hooked on the edge of the bandage, is she uncomprehending or puzzled?

  Unlock it and it will be seen through.

  If you don’t understand, who is still wrapped in a bandage in the bath?

  With Qin Zong's shrewdness, he might become suspicious if he perceives something strange.

  The vest is off, how can Master Yan bend her home?

  The boy looked at himself reflected in the mirror.

   Tall and slender, with a face like jade.

  Master Yan raised his brows frivolously: Now, I really am the most beautiful.

  Little Seven...

  Master, after arriving on this planet, you are becoming more and more...narcissistic!