Chapter 497

The agent at the other end listened and excitedly walked around the office with his mobile phone. He has begun to imagine a better future. "I can't even pick out the thorn in this painting. It can definitely make the jury fall in love at first sight!"

George glanced at the young man in the yard and nodded madly.

This morning's meal was made by George. It was a Western sandwich. Mother Jiang ate it. Her eyes floated to Yantao. The old man smiled kindly, "Tao Zi ~"

"It's not easy for a guest to come to Qingyang City. Take him out."

"Here," the little old lady took out two movie tickets from her pocket, "just got on, go and have a look."

Yan Tao's peach blossom eyes floated lightly on the little old lady's face, and his clear eyes seemed to see through everything.

Yantao: something's wrong with the little old lady.

The young man's eyes showed doubt and was about to speak. The crafty Ms. Jiang was one step faster than her. She turned her mouth and began to mess around. She met her eldest grandson up and down and made a concluding speech, "OK, go out after breakfast, just to keep the old woman quiet."

It's fishy.

Yan Tao was as white as a fine handicraft. His slender fingers held the glass, drank milk, and his upper lip was covered with a circle of milk beard.

She licked her lips with the tip of her tongue, turned her eyes and smiled, "since grandma told me to go, let's go."

In the backlight, the young peach blossom eyes looking from the side were singing with a smile. George stretched out his hand to cover his beating heart.

Hold!

Must hold!

Young master Yan led dizzy George out of the door. Mrs. Jiang listened to the movement, opened the window, looked at the time again, and sat back by the window.

Qingyang City is really no fun, but the green mountains and green waters make the air fresher.

Young master Yan wandered around the city and inadvertently saw a young man in the northwest running in a panic on the street and bumping into countless stalls all the way.

Followed by a group of strange looking gangsters.

Xiao Qi said: isn't this the master's big nephew?

Master Yan said: I never mind my business.

Qi Dong ran wildly. He saw that the people behind him were about to catch up. He suddenly saw the young man in white across the street.

Suddenly his eyes lit up.

At this time, life is the most important.

Qi Dong rushed across the block and shouted, "Uncle Yan! Uncle Yan, help!!!"

Yan Tao

Young master Yan turned leisurely, with a cold expression, avoided Qi Dong's claws, let him fall to the ground and naturally stepped over.

Qi Dong

Lasagna tears grabbed the boy's trouser legs and looked up at him sadly. His face was shameless, "Uncle Yan, save me!"

He's really... Boring.

The handsome young man looked down and said, "let go."

"Qidong, I see where you're going!"

"Give me the money!"

"TM wants money when he loses the game? No way!"

The head of the locomotive young man shook and kicked Qidong and took another look at Yantao on the street.

"Ha, where did you find the weak chicken? I don't want him to help you!"

A gang of gangsters burst out laughing, and the laughter was full of ridicule.

Qi Dong said: I am not angry at all.

You'd better scold harder.

He stood up and hid behind Yantao, deliberately provoking, "Xiang Xiang, I tell you, with my uncle, you don't want to touch me!"

Xiang Xiang sneered and looked up and down at Yan Tao. "Just this boy? Weak chicken!"