Chapter 1157

Young master Yan approached the cold man.

The distance between them was only an inch, and Qin Zong could even feel the boy's breath.

"Tao Tao, I like you very much."

Yan Tao put his hands around Qin Zong's neck, opened his bright red thin lips slightly, and kissed the man's lips like a dragonfly, "attention, I like it very much."

The thin skinned Third Master Qin moved the young man's hand without expression, stretched out his long arm and pressed the man back to the bed. His tone was flat and cold, "you heard wrong."

Yan Tao widened his eyes slightly in surprise.

Yan Tao frowned and complained: "Qin Zong, it's not a gentleman to go back!"

"Well, you're right."

Qin Zong stood up, ignored the young man's question all the way, turned and took the white porridge warm in the pot, "lay down all day and eat something."

Young master Yan slowly glanced at the atherosclerotic bowl in the man's hand, with a gorgeous smile on his lips, and his peach blossom eyes gently picked it, "I have no strength."

"You feed me."

An impolite command tone.

Qin Zong's eyes were slightly cool, "open your mouth."

Yantao's mouth was open.

The white porridge had no taste. Yan Tao frowned in disgust, "change me another one."

“……”

Qin Zong glanced at her, scooped another spoon and handed it to her mouth.

Yan Tao unconsciously opened his mouth and ate.

Xiao Qi... Master, you are so honest.

Qin Zong fed Yantao a bowl, "do you still eat?"

"I'm thirsty."

Qin Zong brought a cup of warm water. Yan Tao frowned slightly and said, "I want to drink orange juice."

"Coke will do."

"Coke doesn't work."

Qin Zong got up and went to the kitchen, freshly squeezed a glass of orange juice and handed it to the boy, "is that ok?"

Yantao thought for a moment: "it would be better to have some ice."

Qin Zong leaned back in his chair and sneered, "beautiful you."

Master Yan instructed Qin Zong to bring tea and pour water. He tossed for more than half an hour. When Qin Zong sat back by the bed, it was almost more than 5 p.m.

"Is there anything else?"

Yantao thought and shook his head.

"Well, from now on, answer my question."

Qin zongjun's cold face didn't show any emotion, but the bottom of the Phoenix's eyes was cold and cold, hiding the coming wind and rain.

Black and cold, with a long suppressed madness, but the madness under the coldness is also mixed with unpredictable pain.

In Yan Tao's eyes.

After getting angry, young master Yan noticed the man's blue and black.

Looks normal, but also pale.

"You didn't rest well last night?"

Yantao moved into the bed, revealing the other half of the bed. His peach eyes were slightly raised, "come up and have a rest."

The boy hooked Qin Zong's finger and moved.

Qin Zong looked deeply at Yan Tao for a while, and his thin lips hooked, "OK."

The man untied his coat, pulled open the button at the collar, went to bed and lay on Yantao's side.

The bed on the right side collapsed, and Yantao almost slipped over. He used his strength slightly to support his body.

Qin Zong lay on his side, stretched out his hand, pulled Yantao's arm and gathered her into his arms.

There was hardly any gap between them.

Yan Tao leaned against Qin Zong's chest and breathed the cold breath of men.

Inexplicably, my heart felt the danger.

Qin Zong hooked the young man's chin with her long finger and forced her to look up at herself.

The young peach blossom eyes are dark and pure, clear and clean, and do not dye half evil.