Chapter 93

Qin Zong was as deep as the cold pool. A faint light flashed at the bottom of his eyes. He pressed the communicator on his wrist, "Lian Feng."

"Here!"

Even Feng was so frightened that he bared most of his hair that he almost thought he was dreaming.

When I saw the red dot on my wrist flashing, I was sure it was true.

Don't you forbid anyone to disturb me at this time?

"Sir, what can I do for you?"

Lian Feng wondered why the first 100000 were bubbling. Then he heard the man across the street say in a low and cold voice, "send me some expressions. I remember you had a picture of a cat stretching out its paws."

What the hell is a cat stretching its paw?!

Lord, I have a lot of pictures of cats stretching their paws!

"Sir, can you give me some more... PA!"

The hint was choked back to his stomach by Lian Fengsheng. He held a pile of cats and stretched out their claws, and wanted to cry without tears.

Why?

Why should I suffer this torture?

Cat's paw... Cat's paw

He flipped wildly!

Ding!

Suddenly, the cell phone rang again.

[remark] the invincible king of Shura, Lord of death!: hurry up.

Lian Feng looked at the two words and felt that they were all emitting Yin

Hurry up and tighten your shoulders to type: the small one will be sent to you right away!

Drop!

Drop! Drop! Drop! Drop!

Qin Zong clicked one by one, found a satisfactory one, and selected it to send.

The Yan Taodu was impatient and was about to send a series of words to bomb the past. When he saw Qin Zong's return, it was an expression bag?

Yantao raised his eyebrows and clicked in

A pink white cat's paws are across the middle of the picture, with the word "ugly rejection" attached below.

Seeing Yan Tao's mouth, it's hard to imagine Qin Zong sending an expression package without expression

Slender white fingers click on the keyboard: daughter-in-law, where are you?

Qin Zong's good-looking eyebrows wrinkled. Once again, he had the impulse to drag Yantao over and spank him. He went back to the past three words: call Lord Qin

Yan Tao ignored this sentence and continued to declare Sovereignty: "zongzong, you have to remember that you are a person with an object, that is me!"

Qin Zong: "you are not."

Yan Tao: "not now, definitely in the future!"

Qin Zong:

Where did the child's bursting self-confidence come from?

Qin Zong sneered: "unless you become a woman."

His sexual orientation is very normal.

I'm not going to marry a man home for the time being.

Ah, Yan Tao looked at his mobile phone and thought with his cheek: Lao Tze's women's clothes will definitely surprise your eyes.

But

Master Yan prefers challenging games.

She smiled and quickly typed a line with her index finger: "then I have to work harder and bend you... [smile. JPG]"

Confidence is a good thing, too much confidence is not good.

Qin Zong's eyes flashed a cold light. He appreciated Yan Tao very much, but the boy was a little crooked.

TM, the ground is crooked on him.

"I'm afraid you'll get nothing."

Qin Zong's attitude was firm and indifferent, but aroused Yan Tao's desire to win. The beautiful peach blossom eyes raised frivolously, put away the mobile phone, dyed the color of Ling ran at the end of the eyes, and the thin white fingers slowly brushed the corners of his lips. For a moment, the gorgeous spirit gushing from the young man's face was amazing.

She smiled low, and Qingyue's voice was full of laughter, "Qin Zong, I'm on the bar with you!"

The boarding time is almost. The security personnel have seen Yantao many times, "cosmetic surgery?"

Yan Tao chewed gum and smiled. "Do I look like you?"