The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 1046 Lord Qin: I see you pitiful, hug you

Lian Feng: Fuck me!

Master, this is extremely suppressed, and the rhythm is about to explode at any time!
Lian Feng's jaw tightened, he pursed his lips and glanced at Qin Zong.

Master Qin sat by the window, propping his forehead with one hand, his face was cold and stern, and he couldn't see any expression indifferently.

Lian Feng's heart trembled.

He could only feel Qin Zong's uncontrollable hostility and irritability.

It seems to be a volcano that has been suppressed for a long time, no matter how heavy the cover is, it cannot be blocked.

He didn't dare to speak, for fear that he would become cannon fodder, so he took the plate and left silently.

Sirian counted the time correctly, and everyone came to greet them with smiles after finishing their meals.

"How is it? How are you eating?"

"Can you still enter?"

After he finished his meal, he found that the whole cabin was unexpectedly quiet.

The atmosphere...is not quite right.

Qi Zheng crossed his legs, he was wearing a black jacket, his eyebrows looked like blades, and his thin lips seemed to twitch, "Not bad."

He wiped his hands slowly and replied.

"Then... I wonder how Mr. Qin and Master Yan are eating?"

Sirian looked at the two people sitting over there.

The young man lazily closed his eyes, his thin lips were slightly parted, and his voice was like a clear spring flowing in the mountains, "It's unpalatable."

"The heat of the stir-fry is too high. When it's time to use a medium fire, use a high fire. The original taste of the dish will be completely dissipated, and the mouth will be filled with the taste of seasoning."

"The order of the side dishes of the porridge is reversed."

"This wine is poorly brewed."

"..."

The young man's tone was cold, as if he was looking for fault.

Unfortunately, when she spoke, she looked lazy, and she hit the nail on the head, and there was nothing wrong with what she said.

Silian wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve: Damn, this young man is so wicked.

Powerful, can also cook? !

"Mr. Sirian, is this your good hospitality?"

The peach-blossom eyes of the handsome young man raised slightly, his left hand rested casually on the seat, his tone was soft but aggressive, "Tsk."

The young man's expression was half a smile, and Sirian shook his fingers slightly, and swallowed nervously, "Master Yan, please don't get me wrong. The main reason is that the conditions on the plane are not very good. When you arrive in country M, It will definitely not be what it is now.”

"is it?"

Yan Tao sat back again, her thin lips curled up slightly, "The hope is as you said."

After the boy finished speaking, Sirian turned his head and ran away.

The footsteps were so fast, and he rushed out of the cabin within a few breaths.

Lian Feng sighed: Who told you to bump into the muzzle of Yanshen's gun?

What an idiot.

The place on the plane is narrow, and the place to rest is the seat.

Yan Tao put down the backrest and lay down in a loose posture.

The young man in white blinked his eyes, sneaked a glance at Qin Zong while the other side was not paying attention.

Qin Zong looked out the window, as if he was thinking about something.

Young Master Yan turned over and turned his back to Qin Zong: Humph!

Xiaoqi: Master pats his head, Master, you are so childish.

Yan Tao: You, get out!
late at night.

The plane was turbulent, Yan Tao slept a little unsteadily, and the air conditioner brought a chill.

The boy curled up and unconsciously hugged his arms.

Qin Zong walked over in silence, squatted down, and stared at the young man who didn't know when he turned around.

The sleeping boy frowned slightly, his complexion was as fair as snow.

The young man has picturesque eyebrows, and the color of his lips is like cherry blossoms, pink and tender.

Usually, she always picks up her lips in a half-smile, but others don't notice her cute lip color.

(End of this chapter)