Chapter 397

Master Yan didn't think of a way to deal with it. Master Qin has come to mention someone.

The teenager had just finished taking a bath. Her skin was white and shiny. She leaned against the table and her white shirt was loose on her body. Looking back, her long eyes and tail were evil, "vertical ~"

Yan Tao's voice is clear and pleasant to hear. The indistinguishable male and female voice line also has a little nasal sound, and the tail sound rises slightly, which is full of demagogic meaning.

Qin Zong's simple casual clothes stood straight at the door, his eyes fell on the young man's gorgeous smile, and his eyebrows twisted.

The boy's messy black hair was dripping with water. A couple of drops of water splashed on the white shirt and soon fainted.

A pair of peach blossom eyes glowed, lazily sitting on the chair, gorgeous and soul stirring.

Qin Zong wrapped his legs in black trousers and stepped over. His voice was very weak. "If you catch a cold again, don't soak in the hot spring."

Young master Yan rubbed against the man. It was obviously a beautiful face. When she smiled, she could always show evil spirit and enchanting, which made people itch.

"I haven't had time to close it yet."

The young man put his hand on the man's waist and did not care that his black hair wet Qin Zong's clothes.

The man's deep eyes gushed out irritable anger. He lifted the boy with one hand and threw his backhand on the sofa.

Rude and ruthless.

Yantao took advantage of the situation and put on the edge of the sofa. His eyes smiled and gave a look that you and I both understand, "what's the meaning of taking a hot spring? How about we do a set of big health care?"

Qin Zong smiled.

It's cold.

The man's bony fingers pressed on the boy's thin shoulder. He really wanted to strangle the little bastard.

No one dares to be angry with him.

Yan Tao smiled and tried to sell himself with hyped advertisements. "Sir, although I have a small experience, I have rich experience and old methods. I will definitely serve you, desire, immortality, desire and death..."

Qin Zong bowed his head, and the fierce Qi surged in the Dark Phoenix eyes. He raised his hand and pressed the boy. He pulled out a book from the table, "you should clean yourself."

Yan Tao looked down.

The title of the book is the Guanyin Heart Sutra

"Come here."

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Yantao: ah, my daughter-in-law wants to blow my hair.

The boy got up and walked leisurely. The whole process was reserved and indifferent, which was very noble.

However, when approaching the chair, Qin Zong pulled his long arm and pulled hard.

Just put the teenager into the seat as a pillow.

"Don't move."

He turned on the hair dryer, rubbed the boy's hairy hair with his left hand, bent down slightly and helped Yantao dry his hair.

The whole young man melted into the seat. Her eyelids moved and looked at the man's precious and exquisite side face in the hot wind.

In the star domain, cosmetic technology has developed to the most perfect level.

People with some money, who don't want to look more beautiful.

It's pleasant to see, isn't it?

Those who wander in the aristocratic circle basically follow the perfect proportion and have an almost impeccable face.

However, master Yan never looked at them more.

She felt sick.

Wearing masks, she looked tired herself.

It's better to be a daughter-in-law.

Under the broken golden sun, the man's slender fingers were white to almost transparent.

Every inch of the joint is almost perfect.

Piansheng won't give people a feeling of weakness. He pulled two or three inches on his snow-white cuffs and fell into the eyes of the youth, just like flawless jade.

It looks amazing.

The youth's eyes slowly deepened from appreciation, and the peach blossom eye color turned into deep. Under the dark pupil, there was a naked desire for possession.