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

He took away the quilt on one side and held it in his arms as a pillow.

Close your eyes and go back to sleep.

ten minutes later.

The girl sat up suddenly, her dark peach blossom eyes full of dissatisfaction and unhappiness.

She actually... suffered from insomnia? !

Master Yan hugged the soft quilt and sat on the bed with a confused look on his face.

Her dark hair was piled messily on her head.

She sat blankly on the bed and stared at the corner for a long time.

Then lie down on your back.

I don’t believe it, I still can’t sleep! !

Half an hour later.

Young Master Yan pursed his lips and sat up again in aggrieved manner.

Well, she really couldn't sleep.

She stared at her peach blossom eyes and thought for three seconds.

After a while, a light screen was opened casually.

Silently he poked Qin Zong's communication number.

"Didi..."

"Didi..."

The communicator beeped for five seconds.

The man's deep and hoarse voice came from the other side.

"Um?"

Young Master Yan complained seriously: "I have insomnia, and it's you who caused it."

Qin Zong, who was buried in a pile of documents, slowly raised his head.

He pinched his eyebrows.

A trace of helplessness flashed across his dark eyes.

Then he reached out his hand and shut off the communication.

Young Master Yan was waiting for Qin Zong to reply, but there was a "pop" sound of the communication hanging up.

She pursed her lips.

There was a flash of disappointment in his eyes, and he slowly lay back, curling up into a ball facing the wall.

Qin Zong cut off the communication and called Lan Er in.

"Come here and take care of these documents."

"I have something to do and I need to go out for a while."

Then, while Lan Er was stunned, Qin Zong stepped across the threshold and walked out of the room.

The man opened a space portal directly in the yard and flashed in instantly.

After realizing it, Lan Er hurriedly ran out of the room and shouted anxiously: "King, your body has not fully recovered yet, so you cannot turn on the air--"

Lan Er looked at the empty yard and his words stopped abruptly.

have to!

The king of his family has disappeared without a trace, so what do I need to say?

Lan Er sighed and walked back to the room resignedly to deal with the matters that their king had not yet finished.

As soon as Qin Zong walked out of the space portal, he saw Yan Tao's back fully stuffed into the quilt with only his head exposed.

He quietly sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his long arms, and lifted the girl into his arms, including the quilt.

Yan Tao raised his head and met the aesthetically handsome and sharp face.

She raised her eyebrows, reached out and pinched the man's stubbled chin.

Then, she pushed his face away in disgust.

"Zongzong, you have become ugly."

Qin Zong...

His eyebrows twitched, and he silently bent down, hugged the girl and put her on the bed, and dragged a quilt from the side to cover him.

"Go to sleep."

Young Master Yan, who was wrapped into a meat dumpling, rubbed himself in Qin Zong's arms, and finally got his hands out.

He hugged the man's thin waist.

Yan Tao continued to make demands savagely and unreasonably: "I have insomnia, please sing me a lullaby."

Qin Zong pinched his eyebrows and began to doubt the correctness of his trip.

"Just calm down. I'll sing for you."

Yan Tao raised his eyebrows.

She has always been very peaceful, okay?

The girl was about to speak, but Qin Zong had already reached out to cover her blinking eyes.

He said calmly: "Go to sleep."

The man lowered his eyes slightly and hugged Yan Tao tighter again.

Then he sang in a hoarse voice:

"Because the wind is blowing gently, I miss you."

"My heart is transparent because I don't want to hide it anymore."