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Chapter 1045 Master Qin's Nemesis

Qin Zong nodded slightly. He had almost eaten, so he started to drink soup.

There are ginger slices in the soup bowl.

Master Qin ate a mouthful of ginger.

Holding the bowl, he paused for a moment.

Not only sliced ​​ginger, but also some other seasonings, the taste that spread in the mouth made Master Qin frown tightly.

Master Qin held a slice of ginger in his mouth, and slowly let go of his sword eyebrows, chewing and swallowing slowly.

The people who eat melons clenched their fists: Fuck me!

With so much ginger and seasoning, Lord Qin can eat it!

Young Master Yan put his slender legs on one place casually, supported Qin Zong's hand to put down the soup bowl, looked at him with a smile and smiled, "Zong Zong, it's shameful to waste food."

"And, I specially served it for you."

Xiao Qi: Tsk.

Master's revenge.

Yan Tao: Humph!

I've been pushed to this point, if you don't believe me he won't talk to me!
The onlookers were trembling with fright: Mr. Yan is so scary...

That's a bowl full of ginger slices mixed with seasoning...

The young man's slender fingertips pressed against the edge of the soup bowl, his peach blossom eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, Qin Zong glanced at him lightly, raised his hand silently, and drank the soup.

a bite...

Two bites...

Qin Zong's face was cold and cold, and the chill was overwhelming, but he just drank it one mouthful at a time.

Not a drop left.

The people who eat melons were stunned holding their rice bowls.

They just felt that everything they saw in front of them subverted their previous imagination.

Do not!
My idol is not like this!
They recalled the Major General Qin they had seen in the past.

Cold, wise, powerful.

Is this naive and arrogant man in front of you really the same as Major General Qin?

Qi Zheng sighed twice, this time casting admiring glances at his cousin.

To be able to eat them all, this skill is amazing.

The smile on Yan Tao's face dissipated silently, staring at Qin Zongjun's cold and outstanding face, he mocked with a half-smile: "You really have extraordinary perseverance."

snort!
ignore me!
This young master doesn't talk to you anymore!

In the cabin, the young man stood sideways, the smile faded from his picturesque and handsome face, his eyes were dim and unclear, and his posture was cold and indifferent.

Qin Zong looked at her, thinking of Qingyangzi's words, he felt a suffocating pain in his heart.

The man's bony fingers pinched the soup bowl with great force, and it was faintly visible that the fingertips turned pale.

Young Master Yan suddenly turned around and walked towards the opposite side, Chu Chen's face was as cold as ice.

The young man took a step towards the window with his long legs, sat down expressionlessly, pulled down the curtains, and closed his eyes to rest.

snort!
Who is not a baby anymore.

Ignore me, I don't care about you!
The moment the boy turned around, he didn't see the man's faint pale expression.

Qin Zong's eyes were deeply locked, and there were huge waves rolling in his eyes. He closed his eyes slightly, remained silent for a moment, and put down the soup bowl.

The two sat across the aisle, but they never even glanced at each other.

Someone couldn't bear it anymore, poked Lian Feng secretly, and lowered his voice, "Adjutant Lian, did Major General Qin quarrel with Mr. Yan?"

"Is this a cold war?"

Lian Feng sat on the seat, like an ant on a hot pot, furtively glanced at Yan Tao, then at Qin Zong.

In the past, it was Young Master Yan who coaxed Master Qin.

Fortunately, Master Qin has angered Young Master Yan as well.

Lian Feng covered his face, trying to reduce his sense of existence, and went to clean up the dishes.

Cracks spread out on the white porcelain soup bowl, as if it would shatter at any moment.

(End of this chapter)