The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 1254 Qin Xiaozong's Pursuit of Gifts 2
Yuan Jing's face turned pale.

Do not!No!
Those women are simply more terrifying than insects and beasts.

Yuan Jing was struggling on the edge of life and death: "Marshal, can I refuse?"

Young Master Yan didn't even think about it, he shook his head ruthlessly, "How can this work? People have sent invitations, and I don't want to go, how bad it is."

Talking about the young man, he raised his eyebrows lightly, patted Yuan Jing on the shoulder, and looked at him with trusting face: "Adjutant Yuan, you and I are like brothers, if you go, I will go."

Yuan Jingsheng has no loveliness: "Oh."

Don't think that if you say such things, I will be deceived by your innocent disguise.

This adjutant has already seen through you!
snort!
Marshal's House.

The dark night enveloped the entire sky.

Yan Tao sat lazily on the chair, with a small round animal around her feet.

The guy with black and white flowers is extremely fat and cute.

He was hugging his little paws, curled up into a ball and rolled around on the ground.

The q version of Xiaoqi turned into a human form, stepped on the top of Gun Gun's head, trying to chop it off with one deep kick and one shallow kick.

Hmph, a stupid fat dumpling vying for favor with her.

The boy, who was as handsome as a demon, had his slender legs casually put together, and the wine glass was dangling between his right hand, which was as white as jade.

The wine in the cup was faint with stars, the young man lowered his head and looked at the shaking cup, the expression in his dark eyes was inexplicable.

Suddenly, she stretched out her hand, and a nearly transparent ice crystal appeared between her fingers.

"It seems that it is indeed his."

There was a three-point coldness between the young man's picturesque brows, and in the next second, without warning, he exerted force and gently crushed the ice crystal.

Standing up, the whole person fell on his back to the soft bed.

He turned over, rubbed his bed, and narrowed his eyes comfortably.

Well, as expected, her bed was the most comfortable.

A night without dreams.

The early morning sunlight poured into the room through the windows.

Reflected on the young man's handsome cheeks as white as jade, the golden light brushed against his face, making him look like a god-man even more.

Feeling the harsh sunlight, Yan Tao raised his hand to slightly cover his eyes, and then covered himself under the quilt.

Continue to sleep.

"drop--"

"Beep beep-"

Xiao Qi knelt on the back of Rolling's neck, tugging at its soft fur with her chubby little hands, "Master, it's Master Yun Kuo."

The lump on the bed pretended to be dead without moving.

Xiao Qi looked at the nose and the heart, and repeated again: "Master Yun Kuo, I sent you a message."

As he spoke, the beeps sounded again.

The voice was messy and loud, making Yan Tao's ears hurt.

He stretched out his hand with a snap, flexed his fingers—flicked away.

"Okay, okay, my young master knows."

The people in the marshal's mansion have long been used to their marshal's often convulsive behavior.

It is impossible for Marshal Yan, who is on vacation for a long time, to have such a luxury of getting up early.

Unless, of course, he has something important to do.

Yan Tao washed and changed into a new pair.

With one hand in his pocket, he walked out of the room slowly.

On the other side, the butler who had been waiting at the end of the corridor walked up to him quickly.

"Master, this is your breakfast."

When the word breakfast was mentioned, the housekeeper obviously paused.

At this point, it's almost time for lunch.

Yan Tao opened his mouth and yawned, his beautiful peach blossom eyes were covered with mist, and he said briskly as he walked, "Is there nothing wrong today?"

The butler hummed, "Yes."

"It's just that Marshal, you have an express delivery, and I've put it in the living room."

(End of this chapter)