Chapter 835

The boy's fingers pressed on the man's head in a light way, which was much more comfortable than just now. The strength came from the top of his hair, and Qin Zong slightly closed his eyes.

Qin Zong's eyes moved slightly. The look at the bottom of his eyes was quite dark. He could hardly see what the man was thinking.

Yan Tao: "how's it going?"

Qin Zong: "much better."

"Then get up and have dinner," young master Yan got up. She was wearing an apron and found it from the kitchen. "I cooked porridge. You drank too much last night and had to raise it."

Qin Zong nodded slightly, with a smile on his handsome face.

He walked out of the room one step later. When his cold eyes touched the slender jade figure of the young man, he moved slightly, and a messy and broken picture suddenly flashed in his mind.

Perfect to impeccable appearance, congealed skin like jade grease, and the crazy touch of fingertips

The truth doesn't seem to be false.

Qin Zong stretched out his long finger and held his forehead slightly. For a moment, he thought of the young women's clothes before

It's more beautiful and perfect than a girl.

"Zongzong, why don't you go?"

Young master Yan sounded with a voice of doubt. Qin Zong moved his eyes and walked to the table with long legs.

The whole living room is haunted by the rich aroma of porridge.

The smell of pure rice, mixed with the smell of minced meat, is mixed in one place, which makes people move their fingers.

Qin Zong took a sip and his dark eyes lit up slightly.

Yan Tao: "is it good?"

Qin Zong: "good cooking."

After the two finished their meal, Qin Zong raised his eyebrows slightly and his eyes fell on the boy. He said slowly, "do you know what date it is today?"

"Huh?"

Young master Yan raised his pretty eyebrows, "number four?"

"When Huaqing university starts the day after tomorrow, you report to me on time. You are not allowed to skip classes. You are not allowed to be late and leave early, do you know?"

Yan Tao has a serious face: "I won't be late and leave early. I'll be the first."

Qin Zong didn't answer, but the man stared at the boy with a pair of snowy eyes, but he lost his mind for a time.

Is that... A dream?

He couldn't help thinking of the appearance of young women's clothes. Was that the memory of last night... Or his dream?

Lord Qin frowned slightly, and his eyes were deep.

Messy pieces of memory can't be put together at all, only one thing.

That fingertip was crazy enough to touch, as if he had touched it last time.

It's incredibly soft.

Enough to make him crazy... Touch.

Lord Qin was always sharp. He suddenly raised his eyes, and the eyes that fell on the boy showed a sharp look.

Xiao Qi shouted twice: Master, master, it's not good. Madam Shao may remember in the future.

Yan Tao waved his hand: it's impossible. He was drunk into mud last night.

If zongzong is sure, he should be questioning now.

Instead of... Childishly trying to threaten her with eyes.

Hum!

idiot!

Not as smart as yunkuo.

"Ding Ding -"

The cell phone rang abruptly.

It's the old man Smith.

Smith was originally in Qingyang City. He came to the imperial capital to talk to Yan Tao about the broadcasting right of star meteorite.

The old man sat on the first floor of the hotel eating breakfast. He was not happy. "Good morning, young master Yan."

Yantao smiled. "What's the matter with Mr. Smith?"

"Ha ha, the old man doesn't stop at the three treasures hall," Smith smiled brightly. "Several domestic and foreign companies want to buy the broadcasting right of star meteorite. They want to talk to you. Do you have time?"