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

Yan Tao's sleeping position is very bad.

The whole body is half arched, and the knees are pressed against the position between Qin Zong's legs. If this is the case, Qin Zong can still retreat.

Unexpectedly, he not only became Yan Tao's pillow, but also became a pillow.

The warm breath sprayed on the sensitive skin of the man's neck and shoulders, and Qin Zong's body changed.

His cold and dignified face was slightly condensed, and he was struggling with a headache, whether to retreat or not.

"Well……"

Yan Tao was illuminated by the light outside, frowned a little irritably, and rubbed his face against Qin Zong's neck and chin twice.

Bury yourself in like a piggy.

The robbers also snatched Qin Zou's few clothes.

Qin Zong...

"Grandpa, lord, I brought breakfast over."

Lian Feng knocked on the door twice, then opened it and walked in.

Usually at this time, Qin Zong has already woken up.

Lian Feng gasped.

Grandpa seems to be getting up late today.

He brought the food to the table, and reported to Qin Zong gloatingly, "The group of people from the S organization are busy catching the ghosts. I heard that someone leaked their information. They are too busy to take care of themselves right now. It just makes it easier for us to do things." .”

"Master, why don't we act early? Contact the outside world."

Lian Feng rambled on a lot.

No one responded to him.

"Grandfather?"

Lian Feng scratched his head, feeling that something was wrong.

He knocked on the bedroom door again.

"Okay, stop knocking, blah blah blah, you're in menopause."

An indistinguishable voice like flowing water came from the room.

It hit Lian Feng like a bolt from the blue.

He paused when he knocked on the door.

Start brainstorming infinitely.

"Yantao, what did you do to Master?!"

Lian Feng knew that Qin Zong's body was weak, so he instantly made up a 10,000-word romance novel, "Master, are you alright?"

He became more and more anxious.

I almost cried to death.

Lord, I'm sorry for you!

"What do you think I can do?"

The door was pulled open abruptly, Qin Zong's face was frosty, his eyes were below zero.

Lian Feng's little heart trembled from the cold.

His hands and feet were stiff and he backed away.

If he was in the military region at this time, he would have to run another ten kilometers cross-country.

Qin Zong came out with his upper body naked.

There is no way, the clothes he covered his body last night were torn by Yan Tao.

Lian Feng tried to find some clues from Qin Zong.

His eyes are like searchlights.

My heart yelled crazily.

Lord, you must not be impulsive or weak!

Qin Zong didn't bother to talk to his cosmic adjutant, so he went to wash and tidy up on his own.

Lian Feng carefully pawed at the bedroom door, and quietly poked his head halfway in.

The handsome young man was sitting on the head of the bed. She was holding a dilapidated dress in her hand, her pretty brows were frowning, obviously distressed.

After watching for a while, he sighed again.

What a great opportunity to eat tofu yesterday.

Just let it go!

In Lian Feng's eyes, every movement of Yan Tao's eyes has other meanings.

He thought deeply: Grandpa said wait.

Can we really wait until then?

The clothes on Yan Tao's body were wrinkled after sleeping all night.

She briefly told Qin Zong about her plan.

It is very difficult to destroy Organization S, but it is also very simple.

They can send messages with wind chimes.

But if the wind chime can't ring, it is equivalent to a blind man who lost his eyes.

There is no longer any threat to them.

Whether it's Qin Zong or Yan Tao, their offensive abilities are very strong now.

Moreover, this time just gave Qin Zong a chance to adapt to his genetically modified body.