The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 963 I Voluntarily Relinquish the Major General Rank 3
The handsome and cold man leaned over gently, hugging the young man's waist in a vain manner, his profile was even more outstanding in the slightly illusory daylight.

The servant who stood with his head bowed opened his eyes wide: I, I am not dreaming, am I?

This... what the hell? !
The third master would actually take the initiative to relatives?
And it's so gentle.

The servants watched secretly.

Qin Zong stretched out his hand, smoothed the boy's slightly messy black hair with his slender fingers, rubbed it lightly, and smiled softly, "Good boy, I'll be back soon."

The man's words were so gentle that they could melt people's hearts, and the servant covered his chest: "The third master doesn't go back to the old house all year round, and when he comes back, he will stuff them with dog food."

Even worse than the second master.

Young Master Yan snorted softly, his thin lips curled up slightly, showing a flamboyant and cold smile, he also reached out his hand, and rubbed heavily on the top of the man's hair, ruffling Qin Zong's smooth black hair.

"You are good."

The young man complacently glanced at the man's sharper eyebrows and eyes under the messy black hair, curled his lips into a smile, rubbed his hands on Qin Zong's cheeks, and then withdrew them.

The servant... was stunned.

Wait, wait a minute.

Fuck me, is this ravaged man really their ruthless Third Master Qin?
fake!

Definitely a fake!
"gone."

Qin Zong turned his eyes sideways, his cold and heartless eyes fell on the servant's face, he moved his long legs, turned around and walked towards the ancestral hall.

With Master Qin's glance, the temperature was too low, and the servants shivered from the cold: That's right.

This is the third master.

Young Master Yan raised his eyes slightly, and his peach blossom eyes glanced at the ancient house that has experienced vicissitudes of life. With a light smile on his thin lips, he walked slowly towards the garden.

The two servants hurriedly followed, enthusiastically introducing the garden to the young man.

Just kidding, this is the person brought in by the third master.

Hug your thighs!

Young Master Yan stopped at the entrance of the garden.

The sunlight fell on the young man through the gaps in the leaves, reflecting mottled shadows.

The boy was dressed in white clothes like snow, with a picturesque face, standing casually, so handsome that it was breathtaking, and the servants who watched were shaken.

This boy is so handsome, who wouldn't like it...

Qin Zong drove away Yan Tao, turned around the fork in the main road of the old house, and walked to the front of a quiet courtyard.

On both sides of the gate, there were already people waiting for him.

Seeing Qin Zong approaching from a distance, he immediately stepped forward, "Third Master, the old Patriarch is already waiting for you at the ancestral hall."

Qin Zong nodded coldly, stepped over the threshold, and entered the ancestral hall.

At this moment, the Qin family's ancestral hall was full of more than a dozen people, but it was as silent as if there was no one there. Everyone stood with their heads bowed.

It was so quiet that only the occasional low breathing could be heard.

With a cold face, Qin Zong walked into the ancestral hall silently.

Mrs. Qin was standing on Qin Zong's left. First, she secretly glanced at the old man Qin Yi before he turned around, and quickly winked at Qin Zong.

Stupid!

At this time, don't you hurry up and come back to scold me? !

"Qin Zong, kneel down."

Qin Yi turned his back to Qin Zong, the old man clenched his cane tightly in his old hand, and spoke in a cold voice with anger on his majestic Guozi face.

The drinking sound was full of energy, and it suddenly sounded like a spring thunder, exploding in everyone's ears.

The youngest people standing in the ancestral hall belonged to Qin Zheng's generation.

Still frightened to the point of shrinking his neck, he lowered his head and dared not say a word.

Qin Zong's stern eyes remained unchanged, his voice was cold and indifferent, "Second Grandpa, I have never made a mistake, why should I kneel."

"How dare you say that you are right?"

Qin Yi hit the ground hard with his cane, his eyes were as big as copper bells, he turned around suddenly, and shot at Qin Zong with cold eyes like lightning.

(End of this chapter)