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Chapter nine hundred and seventy-ninth beautiful scenery, flowers are full of moon

Young Master Yan opened his reply and twitched his thin lips slightly when he saw the words on the paper.

This man with no interest at all.

I saw that Qin Zong listed three more options below the question of flying dragons and flying phoenixes on the paper.

aSit ups       bPushups     cTen kilometers of cross-country running

Which one do you want to choose?

Young Master Yan pinched the paper and touched his nose. She suddenly curled her lips and smiled, and a bright smile appeared on her handsome face.

The baby squatted at the corner of the bed, tilted his head to watch all the changes in Young Master Yan's expression.

Isn't the shoveler going crazy?

If I give myself a dried fish later, I will forgivate him...

Hey hey, where are you going, shoveler? My little fish is dried!

Young Master Yan stuffed the paper into his pocket and grabbed the window frame with his left hand.

The boy skillfully climbed over the gap between the balcony and stood firmly on the balcony outside Qin Zong's room.

The footsteps fell, and Qin Zong turned his head and looked over when he heard the sound.

Just as she ran into the boy squatting down, she was really like a cat.

The furry black hair was messy and unruly, her pair of peach blossom eyes were half-closing, and she was looking back at Qin Zong with a smile.

Young Master Yan was so playful that he suddenly opened his mouth, "Meow..."

The handsome boy squatted on the balcony, clenched his hands into small fists and placed them on his face, and shouted softly through the window.

The meowing scream was soft and silenced, and it fell into the man's heart with the wind.

Qin Zong... looked bloody.

He stretched out his arm, opened the window with one hand, leaned forward with his upper body, and pulled the boy into his arms.

However, he used too much force and Yan Tao hit his chest.

Inertia led the two of them to the center of the bed together.

The sky is spinning, the boy is above, and Qin Zong is below.

Close together.

Young Master Yan slowly straightened his upper body and looked down at the cold man beneath him.

The boy's fair face was filled with a bright smile, and endless bright colors appeared in the peach blossom eyes.

Her fingertips were slightly cool and she wandered unscrupulously between Qin Zong's lower abdomen.

"I want to choose the fourth one, is that OK?"

The boy's fingers were drawn between the man's lower abdomen in disorganization.

The force is very light, and it seems to have magic power, causing a burst of hot fire to grow from the man's belly.

Qin Zongfeng's eyes suddenly turned dark, and the eyes seemed to be filled with storms at any time, and they were deeply invisible.

“What is the fourth option?”

Qin Zong asked in a low voice, his voice was hoarse and deep, vaguely mixed with depression.

The atmosphere in the room began to become ambiguous and tense.

Qin Zong's slender fingers stroked the boy's back and slid along her spine.

He moves extremely slowly, revealing pressure and extreme danger.

But the boy seemed to have not noticed it, and a frivolous and seductive smile appeared on his handsome face, "Of course...you sleep with me."

"This is also... how about the fourth sport?"

The boy's voice was warm, and it sounded nicely like a stream flowing through the mountains.

She deliberately slowed down her speech, lowered her head and leaned against the man's neck, pressed against his slightly cool skin, and spoke word by word.

Every word is a teasing.

The boy's warm breath blew on Qin Zong's skin, and he could even smell the sweetness wrapped around the boy's clear breath.

It was like a dessert placed on the table, tempting him to swallow it in one bite.

He could even imagine the beauty of swallowing...

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