The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 1279 I'm flattering you, Tao Tao
Yan Tao pursed her lips and brows unhappily.

Monk spirit.

She also wants to make a snowman.

"Knock-"

Young Master Yan sneezed again, with a strong nasal sound in his voice, "Who is it?"

"I."

The short and light male voice exudes a slight air-conditioning that is colder than ice and snow.

It's Qin Zong.

Yan Tao said angrily, "I fell asleep."

Qin Zong raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows with his slender fingers. He was too lazy to play this kind of game with her, so he reached out to push the door open and went in.

The tall and handsome man walked in, holding a bowl of steaming soup in his hand.

Young Master Yan turned around, lifted the quilt, wrapped himself up completely, and turned his back to Qin Zong.

Don't look at him.

snort!
The boy on the bed looked like a puffed up cat, with its frizzy tail sticking up high.

Only a small furry head was left outside.

Qin Zong stepped up, dragged a chair and sat down beside the bed, and said softly, "Come here for soup."

Yan Tao turned a deaf ear to it.

The man put down the soup and medicine casually, stood up, leaned over, stretched out his long arms and hugged the person and the quilt directly into his arms.

Like stuffing a large fluffy doll, he put her away, and patted the boy's head lightly with his big palm.

Young Master Yan stared with red eyes, and was about to roll out again wrapped in a quilt.

Qin Zong suddenly leaned over, and pressed half of his body directly.

Through the quilt, it really pressed on the boy.

The man's stern and sharp eyebrows were stained with helplessness, he stretched out his slender fingers, and gently lifted the hair that covered the young man's eyes. With a low and gentle voice, he coaxed her, "Drink the medicine, huh?"

Yan Tao narrowed his eyes, sneered, and tilted his head.

Don't give him any look.

Qin Zong pinched his temples with some headaches, but felt that the boy in front of him was extremely cute.

Even her puffy appearance and the way she sneered and tilted her head made him feel cute.

Qin Zong felt that he might be crazy.

It turned out that just looking at him like this, there was warmth in my heart.

Yan Tao remained expressionless: "You, get out of the way."

Master Ben doesn't want to see you.

Xiaoqi floated over without a sound, and said quietly: "Master also wants to build a snowman."

Now I have a typhoid fever, but I can only watch others make snowmen.

Xiao Qi, you traitor!
Young Master Yan glared at him viciously, raised his hand, and "slapped" the noisy system flying.

Inadvertently meeting the man's gaze, she said coldly, "This young master didn't intend to build any snowman."

childish!

However, the boy's jade-like ears were stained with a thin layer of red.

Qin Zong laughed lowly.

As soon as he raised his hand, snowflakes fluttered and fell in the palm of his hand, and in a blink of an eye, a ferocious first snow condensed on his fingertips.

On the back of the big tiger sat a leisurely young man.

Pass it to Yan Tao's eyes, "This?"

Yan Tao: "Hmph!"

Qin Zong continued to change his appearance.

Regardless of the instant, there were more than a dozen delicate and small snow sculptures standing in front of Yan Tao, either squatting, sitting or standing.

She looked at the gadgets that were close at hand, stretched out her slender fingers, and poked them lightly.

The starting temperature is cold, but it is surprisingly not cold.

She sat up with a small ice sculpture in her hand.

Hugging the quilt, squinting at Qin Zong, "What are you doing?"

One after another.

Qin Zong sighed, his fingers gently fell on the young man's face, his tone was gentle, like a breeze in his ears.

"I'm flattering you, Tao Tao."

The man's voice fell to his heart like a soft snowflake.

Yan Tao's eyes fell on the man's unusually handsome face, and his heart was inexplicably suffocated.

(End of this chapter)