Reborn National Male God: Zhan Shao, fancy flirting

Chapter 72 A boring woman who likes to play with guns?
To be dismissed by a young man as too small is simply a great insult to Zhan Yunting.

Immediately, her sword eyebrows tightened, and she leaned over to look closely at the little guy in front of her, "If you are a girl, I must let you see if you are weak or strong!"

"Well, you don't have to be a girl to see it, how about Uncle Zhan come and slap me in the face?"

Deliberately getting closer to Zhan Yunting's side, hooking someone's waistband with his little finger, Jiang Chenxi's beautiful phoenix eyes bent into a line with a smile.

Feeling the strong provocation, Zhan Yunting's eyes turned cold, and he raised his hand to gently pinch his chin, "Sometimes I'm really curious, what would you look like if you became a girl?"

I don't know why, looking down at the little guy in front of me at this moment, especially the smile on her face, inexplicably coincides with the female agent in the hotel.

Thinking of Mr. Jiang, and thinking of this young master of the Jiang family whom he had grown up with, Zhan Yunting shook his head, directly throwing away the untenable assumption in his heart.

"Well, this is a sign of turning around." A certain villain nodded slightly, suppressed the fleeting emotions in his eyes, and smiled like a flower, "Uncle Zhan, I don't mind breaking you, or being broken by you." bend."

Leng Qing on the side was so embarrassed that she kept breaking out in cold sweat. It was the first time in her life that someone dared to ask for a breakup and to be broken up by her master so blatantly.

Leaning over to stare at a certain part of her, Zhan Yunting smiled lightly and shook his head, "You alone are not enough."

"Cut! How about we bet? One day in the future, Uncle Zhan will cry and ask me to give birth to a monkey for you!"

Jiang Chenxi couldn't believe it anymore, she couldn't even handle this young man?
Listening to the little guy who was speaking harsh words at the moment, Zhan Yunting shook his head speechlessly, "It's funny, you are really serious."

Zhan Yunting stood up and glanced at someone's two round objects, and there seemed to be some emotion in his deep eyes.

After a while, he suddenly retracted, and he spit out with a solemn expression, "Yesterday, Luo Yiqing's birthday party, why didn't you go?"

"I'm going..." When Jiang Chenxi was about to blurt out that she was going, she sensed something was wrong, and then said indifferently, "What am I going to do? This Young Master doesn't match her character, and it's too late to hide."

"Oh? How did I hear that you came back very late last night?" A pair of pitch-black eyes were poked out on Jiang Chenxi, as if trying to see through all her emotions.

Raising his hand to tighten the quilt wrapped around his body, Jiang Chenxi raised his head and blinked at him, "The man doesn't come home at night, can't Uncle Zhan come up with some big drama?"

"Boy, you are a minor, what kind of man are you?"

Speechlessly glanced at the little guy in front of him, Zhan Yunting felt a deep generation gap.

Jiang Chenxi, who was sitting on the bed, sat up directly, leaned closer to his side on purpose, and whispered in his ear, "Uncle Zhan, you can tell me secretly what style you like, and I can help you get a few lines some other day." Are you a beautiful young lady who is beautiful and alive?"

"How did Mr. Jiang train a grandson like you?" Zhan Yunting frowned speechlessly, especially the sentence that he lived well, which made him give Jiang Chenxi a straight look.

Jiang Chenxi didn't care about this, and said with a wicked smile again, "Could it be that Uncle Zhan likes boring women who play with guns?"

When he mentioned the woman with the gun, Zhan Yunting's face turned cold instantly, and he was forced to meet Su Limo again last night, which made his eyes sink.

Just before Zhan Yunting had time to respond, he heard a sweet voice from outside the door, "Yunting."

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(End of this chapter)