Chapter 210

I thought he was a typical engineering man who was a nerd, but he was... So handsome?!

Completely beyond expectations, okay?!

Yan Tao saw several students looking at him, lazily raised his fingers, pulled away the scattered broken hair in front of his forehead, and smiled, "bye."

The indistinguishable voice, gently sipping and smiling, accompanied by the faint mellow fragrance of plum blossom cooking wine in the snow, slowly floated into their ears and drunk the spring breeze.

Drunk heart.

The girls felt that their voices were instantly hoarse and could not speak at the sound of a good voice.

He tried to keep his reserve, but his nervous voice and crimson face had completely betrayed them, "bye, bye."

The boys are expressionless: aren't they just more handsome than them? Be smart?

Hum!

It must be cosmetic surgery.

At the moment, the professors are still immersed in the sea of learning. Yan Tao glanced at their back. His slender fingers stood in the center of his lips through the mask, and his eyes motioned to the students: don't tell them.

She has to sneak away.

The girls were so excited that they nodded frantically. They noticed that they didn't make any sound. They silently stood at the original position of Yantao station and blocked the professors.

When the boy saw it, he turned his mouth and said: why didn't you be so friendly to me in the past?

Young master Yan smiled faintly and turned to leave.

Xiao Qi: Master, dou tingradial sent a woman into the construction site.

Young master Yan continued to walk forward without stopping, smiling softly.

[my duty has been fulfilled. If they want to die, they just go.]

Xiao Qi: but... What about the things on the construction site?

[leave it alone.]

Yan Tao's face, as beautiful as a demon, was filled with a cold smile. There was a bit of ridicule at the bottom of his eyes, but it flashed out in three seconds.

It was cold and expensive again. The long legs were wrapped in black trousers and wandered leisurely across a street. I bought some special snacks of the imperial capital, took photos and sent them.

[drops...]

Qin Zong's mobile phone rang.

In the bloody interrogation room.

In front of the man, there were seven or eight flesh and blood blurred people. He stood in a dark, his military uniform was as cold as ice, soaking in the rustling frost of early autumn.

When the mobile phone rang, Qin Zonghan scanned his eyes, but didn't pick it up. He just opened his mouth lightly, "continue with the question just now and give you three numbers to answer."

The man clenched his teeth. The pain and pain he was suffering made his muscles shake uncontrollably, but he still bit his bloody mouth and didn't open his mouth.

Qin Zong's mood was cold and cold, like the dusty sea of ice for thousands of years. His eyes fell on their faces. He was dead and not angry. He suddenly raised his feet - kick!

The legs are windy and the hand is like thunder!

Wan Jun's strength stepped on the man's chest. The huge pain made him shrink and curl up in the shape of shrimp. He leaned against the wall and sneered with blood. "It's better to meet than to be famous. The cold king of China is really powerful!"

It's amazing that we can follow the fallen green sect leader and find them along the drug channel.

The man vomited a mouthful of blood, "what you want to know will only rot in my stomach forever! You wait to feel the heartache and powerlessness of Chinese drug addicts everywhere! Ha ha!"

Who told you to run so fast.

Qin Zong: "all the criminals in my hands said this at first. I hope you can stick to it until the end and become a different one."