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

Waiter: "Manager, Master Qin is having dinner with a young master."

Isn't it suitable for you to have a candlelight lunch?

The room manager glanced at him and raised his head: "What do you know!"

Inexplicably proud.

I'm also the one who knows Master Qin's secret!

"Go, open a bottle of the best wine in the cellar! And get a bunch of flowers... Forget it, let's not do it!"

The room manager babbled a lot, and finally pushed the dizzy waiter out, "Be careful, you know?"

It ruined Master Qin's event.

I fucking hacked you to death!

In the VIP box, Qin Zong didn't know it at all, and he arranged it casually to make up such a big show in his mind.

The young man dragged Qin Zong to play poker.

Yan Tao: "You lose, give me a kiss. I lose, give you a kiss."

Qin Zong's eyes looked like a smile but not a smile: "You really know how to do business."

The boy flicked his hair handsomely: "That's natural."

Qin Zong held a poker between his index finger and middle finger, and rested his left hand on the back of the sofa. His noble posture was casual and casual, "You lose, I will give you Chuxue."

Young Master Yan thought of a big tiger with shiny black fur.

The corner of his mouth twitched.

Her daughter-in-law is really artistic in speaking.

Isn't it just asking her to be a nanny to take care of that stupid big guy.

Give it to you?

Cut (three tones to two, rising tone)~

The shrewd ones are disgusting!

"Then I won?"

The young man stretched his legs, put them on the man's legs, tilted his head, and smiled coquettishly from his eyes that were as bright as water.

"I won, can you give me yourself?"

Master Qin's handsome eyes revealed indifference and coldness, his phoenix eyes were half-closed, and he glanced at the young man with distaste, but he didn't blame him, and said softly, "As long as you can afford me."

Yan Tao said happily: "I will have money soon!"

Master Qin: "Oh."

Looking at the young man with haughty eyes, Yan Tao silently lowered his head, mournful.

I know you are richer than me!

Hate!

"Forget it, I'll make another request!" Yan Tao's peachy eyes rolled, her handsome face leaned towards her, her palms spread out, and she shook one of them, "How about a kiss?"

Qin Zong raised the end of his eyes, and his cold eyes fell on the young man, as if he was trying to judge whether the little rascal was telling the truth or lying.

The one who just said it to tease him, or...

Qin Zong didn't speak.

Originally, Yan Tao was in a kneeling position, with her hands resting in the middle of the sofa, she leaned over and blew in the man's ear.

The good-looking eyebrows were full of provocation, and the young man's alluring thin lips were like cherry blossoms, and he smiled and whispered, "Qin Zong, don't you dare? Are you so afraid of losing?"

As he said that, the boy wanted to bite off the man's earlobe.

This time, Qin Zong took a step back first, then backed away abruptly, and leaned to the side, his phoenix eyes were as deep as the deep sea of ​​ten thousand years, and he warned in a gloomy voice, "Don't play with fire."

"I've been playing with fire all the time."

Young Master Yan raised his lips evilly, and his plain fingers raised to catch the man's neat tie.

Raising the index finger slightly, he pulled the tie out of the clothes. His handsome and evil face was like that of the river in March, with a bewitching luster.

The young man slowed down his elegant and pleasant voice, and the ending sounded long and protracted, frivolous and provocative, "Or, are you afraid of losing and dare not?"

If someone else were to be teased so forcefully, I'm afraid my face would turn red.

Qin Zong just squinted his eyes, his coldness was overwhelming.

"Of course if you really think like this," Yan Tao shrugged like a hooligan, "I can't force you either."