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

The young man lay down next to the man, and a slightly crisp breath filled the air.

Yan Tao turned sideways, a small ball, and Qin Zong looked at him, like a little kitten.

The bed is only a small layer that is lightly pressed down.

Qin Zong's tall and slender figure occupied most of the bed. In the darkness, the sound of the man's breathing was very close at hand, and Yan Tao raised his hand.

Expected to be suppressed.

Qin Zong pressed down his long arms and turned sideways. His delicate and perfect face was not clearly visible in the darkness. He locked the young man's hands with his big palms and said in a cold voice, "Be calm."

Yan Tao: "Oh."

Hearing that the young man was in a low mood, Qin Zong, the worried elder, reached out again and touched the young man's forehead, "Be obedient and I will take you out to play tomorrow."

"Really?"

What Yan Tao was waiting for was this sentence, "I want to go to Lover's Bridge."

Qin Zong...

The sound of breathing in the darkness was clearly amplified, and Yan Tao ran as fast as he could on the way to seduce Mr. Qin, adhering to the principle of freeing up money.

The young man struggled for a while.

It's better to give it up when it's good.

It was too close, and the vest was not properly carried, so what should I do if it was torn off by Zongzong?

As she thought about it, sleep came over her and she fell asleep in a daze.

Before going to sleep, I subconsciously hunched over and faced outward.

Qin Zong had been trained to see things freely in the dark. He stared at the young man's gracefully arched back for a while, then raised his hand to set the timer for the air conditioner.

Yan Tao is fine with a cold, but he will get sick if the air conditioner blows too much.

In the early morning, Qin Zong opened his eyes on time.

six thirty.

He sat up. There was no one beside the bed. The boy had already gotten up.

The look in Qin Zongfeng's eyes was still a little lazy, and he was quite surprised that Yan Tao would wake up so early.

The landscape trees in the garden of this villa were designed by a professional when they were built.

Young Master Yan picked the most beautiful one and sat cross-legged, meditating.

When Qin Zong went out, he saw a handsome young man sitting cross-legged on the ground.

The early morning light fell on the young man, and the mysterious and strange Taoist rhyme circulated around her. The golden light was dotted, and there was an ethereal and ethereal temperament invisibly coming out.

Qin Zong had a handsome face, and his tall and slender figure was leaning against the door lazily, looking at Yan Tao with light eyes.

After looking at it for a while, he turned around and walked in.

Young Master Yan's spiritual energy circulated in the large acupoints around his body before he stood up.

She stretched out and walked lazily into the house. Her face was as white as jade in the sunlight, and the ends of her eyes were still stained with the frost of the early morning.

The room was filled with the aroma of rice. Master Yan took a sniff and a light appeared in his eyes.

"Come over for dinner."

Qin Zong leaned over to put the dinner plate, his profile showing a cold nobility.

It was obvious that what he was doing was full of fireworks, but when Qin Zong was doing it, he was dignified and cold.

Young Master Yan was flattered: Well, Zongzong made me breakfast.

He sat down, held his cheek with one hand, blinked at the man with his peach blossom eyes, and said with a smile, "Zongzong, you are so virtuous."

Qin Zong sat opposite the young man, holding chopsticks with his clear white fingers, and glanced at the snickering young man with indifferent eyes, "Take your temperature after eating. If your temperature is normal, you can go out to play."

Yan Tao: "Oh."

She picked up an egg pancake with chopsticks.

The young man was very well-educated when eating. Qin Zong raised his eyebrows slightly.

Unexpectedly, the young man was so calm today and didn't say much.

Qin Zong's craftsmanship was not considered good, and to Yan Tao, it could only be considered an average level.

But she ate happily and smiled with her peach blossom eyes.