The boy laughed softly.

Her voice sounded nice, like the clear mountain spring, and was covered with a vague fog, half covered. When she heard it, she felt cold.

"I just don't retreat, what are you going to do?"

Nan Hong snorted. The way he could sit in this position was not simple. "You are nothing. Your grandma is old, but she can't withstand any storms."

The young man was young and energetic, and Nan Hong also made preparations.

He was waiting for the boy to surrender, but when he wanted to raise his hand to hold the cup, he couldn't move anymore!

Every organ in his body was no longer under his control!

Nan Hong was shocked!

His eyes were wide open, and his calm expression broke open. He watched the handsome young man approaching.

The gorgeous peach blossom eyes were full of horror and hostility. When they looked at each other, Nan Hong's hands and feet were cold in an instant, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

The young man's handsome face was enlarged in front of Nan Hong, and her thin lips were pursed into a sharp cold line, slowly rising and rejuvenating.

The smile fell into Nan Hong's eyes, which was no different from the devil's smile.

She said, "How do you want to die?"

Nan Hong wanted to slap the table and curse!

Is this kid crazy?!

Does he know who he is?! He actually threatened to face it!

However, Nan Hong's throat seemed to be blocked, and he could only hold his anger in his breath. His face became redder and redder, and half of the blue veins on his neck burst out.

The secretary was so scared that he was stunned and shocked.

"Are you crazy?"

The boy stepped on the coffee table with his right leg, and when he turned around, his face was as witchy as a demon, and the smile that was casually emitting three-point murderous aura was felt.

"Well," Yan Tao raised his brow on his right, "As such a conscientious secretary, then you can die with him."

This young master hates others threatening me the most.

The secretary was so scared that his limbs were shaking and his voice was trembling.

Last second he was still sighing that he was a young man with a flower. At this moment, he suddenly became a god of killing. "Yan, Yan Tao, if you kill someone, you will be in jail."

Yan Tao: "It's okay, no one will know."

The young man's white fingers pointed in the void, and his undistinguished voice was filled with contempt and coldness of life. "You will only be sentenced to missing by others, and there will be no handful of ashes."

The secretary was so shocked that his hair stood up, his muscles were trembling, and his cheeks were twitching.

He was so eloquent that he was frightened by the boy in white. Sweat beads of sweat oozing into his eyes. He stared at his scarlet eyes and didn't even dare to blink.

He wanted to run but couldn't move.

The young man told him with a smile that all this was his method.

Nan Hong held his breath so much that his face turned blue and purple, and he was about to lose his life.

He thought desperately: Could it be that he was really dead like this?

"Ding~"

In the dead living room, the cell phone rang.

Yan Tao narrowed his eyes and still connected it. The old lady's angry curse was heard: What are you doing, kid?!

The boy's eardrum was buzzing, and he whipped Nan Hong fainted with a whisper, and moved his phone away helplessly: "Grandma, am I going?"

Grandma Jiang rolled her eyes on the other end, and only the witch would believe your nonsense!

"Boy, I warn you that your head teacher has called me. Next time, I will confiscate your computer and cell phone!"

Yan Tao...

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he pinched his eyebrows and said, "I'm not walking around the road, by the way..."

"By the way, go and have a girl to have a relationship?"
Chapter completed!