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

Yan Tao hung up the phone and called her dear Zong Zong.

The tall man was only wearing a white vest, with his strong arms on the ground, doing push-ups.

When the phone rang, Qin Zongli ignored it and continued to do push-ups.

"drop--"

The little person in the phone slid away secretly, then retracted and squatted in the corner pretending to be nonchalant.

"Zongzong~ Miss me?"

The young man Qing Yue's pleasant words came from the phone. Qin Zong moved his arm that was firmly on the ground. He took a breath, stood up, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the towel around his neck.

"Um?"

The cold and handsome man wiped his sweaty hair, held his mobile phone, moved his slender legs, and responded softly.

The man's cold voice was deep and pleasant, and Young Master Yan's beautiful peach blossom eyes were filled with an evil look. He persisted in continuing the question just now, "Zongzong, do you miss me?"

Qin Zongruo's ice-like eyes moved slightly, "Before asking others questions, you should answer them yourself first."

What the hell kind of logic is this.

Master Yan said: I don’t accept it.

However, the young man lay lazily on the bed, his handsome brows raised in a frivolous arc, "Zongzong, you can tell me if you're sorry, I won't laugh at you."

The young man chuckled, and the vibrating sound was transmitted through the microphone, as if the young man was standing in front of him. Qin Zong could even imagine the smile on the little gangster's face.

Yan Tao curled her lips and teased the man in a very low voice, "You, miss me?"

"No."

The man answered quickly, taking less than a second.

Yan Tao clicked his tongue and said: "Humph..."

The young man's gently raised tone was like the waters of a March river, easily stirring up the frozen lake in the man's heart. He suddenly said, "Your father has returned to China?"

Lian Feng had already informed Qin Zong about this matter when Liu Cheng entered the country.

Lian Feng always maintained the highest vigilance towards Liu Cheng.

With his many years of combat experience.

Liu Cheng is definitely not simple.

He's carrying something on his back.

"Now," Master Yan lazily crossed his long legs, pointed his plain white fingers on the phone, and said with a chuckle, "Zongzong, you care about me very much."

"Besides liking me, why do you care so much about me?"

Qin Aojiao vowed not to admit this matter, but he said calmly, "I care about the left-behind children."

Yan Tao...

She wanted to say something else, but Qin Zong had already raised his hand, "I still have things to deal with, so I'll hang up first."

Master Yan lowered his head and looked at his phone: Do you want to be so cold?

She shrugged helplessly.

After passing the college entrance examination, Master Yan is in a state of idleness with nothing to do.

Yan Xianyu lay there all afternoon, and around six o'clock, Granny Jiang called for dinner.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-"

The meal had just been served when someone knocked on the door.

Master Yan quickly tasted the food, and after confirming whether it was salty or not, he decided to spend a "wonderful" dinner time with a bowl of porridge.

Smith came to visit with a box of milk. Grandma Jiang laughed and said, "Come here, why are you carrying something?"

Smith: "When you enter the country, do as the Romans do. Isn't this the custom of your Chinese country?"

Qin Chao tilted his head and said with a smile, "Then have you heard of the old saying in the Chinese state that you should not go to the Three Treasures Palace for anything?"

Smith followed Granny Jiang through the door. Qin Chao glanced at him, eh.

Isn't this old man like that?

Then who is coming...

Why is he here?