Chapter 1802

By the way, take the quilt on one side and hold it in your arms as a pillow.

Close your eyes and go back to sleep.

ten minutes later.

The girl sat up, and her dark peach eyes were full of discontent and unhappiness.

She... Lost sleep?!

Young master Yan sat on the bed with a soft quilt in his arms.

Dark hair cluttered overhead.

She sat on the bed, staring at the corner of the wall for a long time.

Then lie down on your back.

I don't believe it. I can't sleep!!

In half an hour.

Master Yan flattened his mouth and Wei sat up again.

Well, she really can't sleep.

She stared at the peach blossom eyes and thought for three seconds.

A moment later, he opened a light screen.

Silently poked Qin Zong's communication number.

"Didi..."

"Didi..."

The messenger dripped for five seconds.

Only then came the man's low, hoarse voice.

"Huh?"

Master Yan solemnly complained: "I lost sleep. You did it."

Qin Zong, buried in a pile of documents, slowly raised his head.

He pinched the center of his eyebrows.

There was a trace of helplessness in the dark fundus of my eyes.

Then he reached out and snapped off the communication.

Master Yan was waiting for Qin Zong to reply, but he waited for the "pa" communication to hang up.

She pursed her lips.

The bottom of his eyes swept a loss, slowly lay back and curled himself up against the wall.

Qin Zong cut off the communication and shouted LAN ER in.

"Come here and deal with these documents."

"I have something to do. I want to go out for a while."

Then, when LAN ER was stunned, Qin Zong walked across the threshold and walked out of the room.

The man opened a space portal directly in the yard and flashed in.

Later, LAN Er hurried out of the room and shouted anxiously, "Wang, your body hasn't fully recovered. You can't open the empty --"

LAN Er looked at the empty yard and suddenly stopped talking.

Yes!

The king of his family has disappeared without a trace. What's the cost.

LAN Er sighed and walked back to the room to deal with the things that their king had not finished.

As soon as Qin Zong walked out of the space portal, he saw Yantao stuffed into the quilt, revealing only the back of his head.

He sat quietly beside the bed, stretched out his long arm and held the girl in his arms with the quilt.

Yan Tao looked up and looked at her beautiful and sharp face.

She raised her eyebrows and pinched the man's stubble chin.

Then he pushed his face away in disgust.

"Zongzong, you're ugly."

Qin Zong

His eyebrows jumped, he bent down silently, stuffed the girl into the bed, and dragged a quilt over him.

"Sleep."

Master Yan, who was wrapped into a meat dumpling, rubbed his hands in Qin's indulgence.

Put his arms around the man's thin waist.

Yantao savagely and unreasonable continued to ask, "I can't sleep. Sing me a lullaby."

Qin Zong pinched his eyebrows and began to doubt the correctness of his trip.

"Be calm. I'll sing for you."

Yan Tao raised his eyebrows.

She's always been safe, okay?

The girl was about to speak. Qin Zong had covered her blinking eyes with his hand.

Light mouth way: "sleep."

The man lowered his eyes slightly and hugged Yantao again.

Then he began to sing in a hoarse voice:

"Because the wind is blowing gently, I miss you."

"The heart is transparent, because I don't want to hide."