The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

Chapter 404: Lose, give me a kiss

  Waitress: "Manager, it's Master Qin having dinner with a young master."

  Your candlelight lunch is not suitable, right?

  The room manager glanced at him and held his head up: "What do you know!"

  Inexplicably feel proud.

  I also know the secret of Master Qin!

   "Go, open a bottle of the best wine in the wine cellar! Get some flowers... Forget it, don't do it!"

  The room manager babbled a lot, and finally pushed the dizzy waiter out, "Be careful, you know?"

   Broke the major event of Qin Ye.

  I hacked you to death!

  In the VIP box, Qin Zong didn't know at all, he casually arranged such a big show for his brain.

  The young man took Qin Zong to play poker.

   Yantao: "You lose, give me a kiss. I lose, give you a kiss."

  Qin Zong's eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "You really know how to do business."

  The boy flicked his hair handsomely: "That's natural."

  Qin Zong’s index finger and **** held a poker card, and his left hand was placed on the back of the sofa. There was a casual and casual expression in his noble gesture, "You lose, I will give you Chuxue."

  Master Yan thought of the big tiger with shiny black fur.

  The corner of his mouth twitched.

  Her daughter-in-law speaks really artistically.

  Isn’t she just asking her to be a nanny to take care of that stupid man.

  Give it to you?

  Cut (three beeps turn two beeps, up tune)~

  Shrewd and spurned!

   "Then I won?"

  The young man stretched his legs, put his head on the man’s legs, tilted his head, and his squiggly eyes made a three-pointed smile.

   "I won, can you give yourself to me?"

  Master Qin’s handsome eyes showed indifference and coldness. Feng's eyes were half-closed, and he glanced at the young man in disgust. He didn't start to blame, and said quietly, "As long as you can afford me."

   Yan Tao Mei Zizi: "I will have money soon!"

  Master Qin: "Heh."

  Looking at the young man with arrogant eyes, Yan Tao silently lowered his head, sad.

  I know you are richer than me!

Hate!

   "Forget it, I'll make another request!" Yan Tao's peach blossom eyes rolled, her handsome face leaned over, her palms spread out, and one stick was swayed, "How about a kiss?"

  Qin Zong tucked the end of his eyes, his cold eyes fell on the young man, as if he was weighing and judging whether this little hooligan was telling the truth or lies.

  It’s just...

  Qin Zong did not speak.

  Yantao was originally kneeling, with her hands in the middle of the sofa, leaning over and blowing in the man’s ear.

  The beautiful eyebrows are full of provocative meaning, the young man, if the thin lips of a cherry blossom-like alluring, lifted up, smiled and murmured, "Qin Zong, don't you dare? So afraid of losing?"

  Speaking, the boy still wanted to bite off the man’s earlobe.

  This time, Qin Zong stepped back first, then stepped back abruptly, leaning to the side, his phoenix eyes were as deep as the deep ocean for thousands of years, and he warned in a gloomy voice, "Don't play with fire."

   "I've been playing with fire all the time."

  Young Master Yan raised his lips with evil spirits, and raised his white fingers to hook the man's neat tie.

   Lifted the index finger slightly, and pulled the tie out of the clothes. The handsome and evil face was like the water of the March River, glowing with bewitching luster.

  The young man slowed down his elegant and pleasant voice, the ending was prolonged and raised, frivolous and seductive, "Or, you are afraid of losing, don’t you dare?"

  If you change someone else and get so hard, I'm afraid your face will be flushed.

  Qin Zong just squinted his eyes, and his coldness was pressing.

   "Of course you really think so," Yan Tao shrugged generally, "I can't force you."