Sweet talk, sugar-coated cannonballs.

This kind of move is too superficial and too unforced.

For a villain like Qin Lang, he has always disdained to use it.

However, Qiu Jiu'er at this time has a hard mouth and a soft heart, so he eats this set.

What else can I do?

If you don't follow this, you want to go astray?

Isn't that nothing to do, take off your pants and fart, and do it too much?

Just go on from there.

Qin Lang disdains the use of sugar-coated cannonballs, but that doesn't mean he won't say it.

What's more, in this world, the entertainment industry is already in a state of withering and underdeveloped, where is there so much rhetoric in the previous life?

From strange to familiar, from familiar to confidant, light creates sincerity, so that the distance between our hearts and hearts is quietly close, in your life, maybe I am not the most wonderful, but you are indeed the most unforgettable in my life.

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Qin Lang put his hand on Qiu Jiu'er's heart, as if he wanted to convey the face of his heart to her heart through the palm of his hand.

Hearing these words, Qiu Jiu'er felt that her goosebumps were rising.

Subconsciously, why did you think Qin Lang was so greasy?

You can say this, how did you come up with it?

Don't feel ashamed to say it?

Well, what else?

Qiu Jiu'er leaned on Qin Lang's arms, squinted her beautiful eyes, raised her forehead and touched his chin, glanced at it, and asked very plainly.

It's not that she likes to hear that.

It's embarrassing to death, and it feels awkward to listen to.

She just wants to continue to listen, Qin Lang, this guy, there is anything else she can't say.

She just wants to see how shameless this guy is!

If conditions permit, she wants to take a tape recorder to record these words, and then take them out and listen to them repeatedly when Qin Lang is away.

Why?

Of course, I despise Qin Lang from the bottom of my heart.

What else could it be?

Could it be that it's because I miss and want to listen to these love words when I'm lonely?

Are you kidding.

She Qiu Jiu'er is the hall master of the Rose Hall, the future president of the Black Dragon Society, and the underground empress of Tianhai City, and she is the only existence!

Generate such thoughts?!

The light spills into the warm current, the flowers bloom on the branches, the spring light is just right, I want to plant me in your heart, and then hide in the folds of time together.

Listening to it, Qiu Jiu'er always felt that something was wrong.

Especially Qin Lang, who is hairy, I don't know if he is talking about love, or taking advantage of her.

Alright, I'm too lazy to bother with you!

Qiu Jiu'er stretched out his hand and slapped off one of Qin Lang's palms in front of his heart.

It must be Zhou Zeqing's girl's ghost, this girl is cold to death on weekdays, but in fact, she is a chicken thief more than anyone else!

No, I can't just eat this loss in vain, my Qiu Jiu'er has never suffered such a big loss on a woman since I was a child!

Sooner or later, one day, I have to take revenge and go back, knock Zhou Zeqing well, and let her know who has the final say in this Tianhai City!

Qin Lang was amused, but he didn't laugh, Jiu'er, then you guessed completely wrong.

In fact, before you called, Zeqing had already told me to come to you, saying that you were always talking about me in her ear during this time, and most of them were thinking about me.

White lies.

Not breaking the law.

The most important thing is that Qin Lang is sure that Zhou Zeqing and Qiu Jiu'er will not talk about this matter.

There's nothing to be afraid of.

Qiu Jiu'er frowned, phew! Chewing the root of the tongue, who said I miss you? Nonsense, deliberately slandering me in front of you, right?

This girl is not a good person!

Hum!

Run off at the mouth!

Did she really say that?

Although verbally Qiu Jiu'er and Zhou Zeqing are targeted in every way.

However, what you need to know is that the more opponents you are, the more you understand each other.

She felt that Zhou Zeqing should not be this kind of person who would humiliate her in this matter.

Perhaps, is there really a misunderstanding in it?

Was she carried away by shame?

Never mind!

Qiu Jiu'er shook his head in Qin Lang's arms, leaving these trivial thoughts behind.

What do you want to do with so much?!

Asking for trouble!

At this time, Qin Lang's mobile phone rang, it was Junzi calling, as soon as he connected it, Junzi's panicked voice came from the phone, young master, no, Professor Zhou, she seemed to be sick, she shouted cold in the car, and her whole body began to swing.

Brush!

Qin Lang turned over and got out of bed.

Qiu Jiu'er didn't have any objections, and even put on a coat and went downstairs with him.

The two came to the parking lot.

In the back seat of Maybach, Zhou Zeqing was lying on his side in a chair, covered with a suit, trembling all over.

Naturally, the suit was covered with the help of the army.

It is true that he is the young master's driver, but in this case, in order to avoid suspicion, he never dared to touch Zhou Zeqing's body.

Even if he was kind, he didn't have the guts, he was afraid of committing a taboo, so he could only help put on a suit, and then called the young master as soon as possible.

What's going on? What kind of cold disease has returned?

Qiu Jiu'er looked at Zhou Zeqing's trembling body, the appearance of purple lips, and the target in his heart disappeared, and he became nervous.

Upstairs!

Qin Lang picked up Zhou Zeqing by the waist and walked towards the queen's bar.

Qiu Jiu'er led the way in front, helped open the door, pressed the elevator, and even carefully pulled Zhou Zeqing's skirt out of the crack in the elevator door.

returned all the way to the bedroom, and saw that Qin Lang put Zhou Zeqing on his boudoir bed, and did not feel uncomfortable at all, but intimately brought a thick quilt and covered Zhou Zeqing's body, hoping to help him keep warm.

Cold, so cold

Zhou Zeqing was trembling all over, his teeth were chattering, his face was pale, and a thin layer of ice crystals was condensed and precipitated on his long eyelashes.

Qin Lang took out the silver needle box from the system space, twisted the slender silver needles one by one, pierced Zhou Zeqing's acupuncture points, and slowly twisted to help him dispel the cold qi condensed in his body.

But after more than ten minutes, several times, Zhou Zeqing's complexion tended to return to ruddy, but in the end it was broken by the outbreak of cold disease.

It's cold, it's so cold, Qin Lang, am I going to die?

Zhou Zeqing trembled, and he had to pause and grit his teeth when he said both words, so that he could say the complete words.

If you can't cure it, can you not look at me like this?

She reluctantly squeezed out a painful smile, before dying, I don't want to be so ugly in front of you

No, I won't let anything happen to you! Qin Lang gritted his teeth, and fine sweat overflowed from his forehead.

Qiu Jiu'er was beside her, her hands were pinched together, her fingertips were a little white, she bit her lip, and said in a panic, I heard before that the Zhou family seems to want to ask a little divine doctor named Chen Ping'an to save Zhou Zeqing, what does that little divine doctor say about the pure yang body, which can cure her cold disease?

The so-called hearing is just an accurate report that Qiu Jiu'er got when he first inquired about the news of his rival.

Chen Ping'an said that he could cure diseases, maybe it really had a miraculous effect?

A dead horse is a live horse doctor!

Of course, what Qiu Jiu'er didn't know was that Chen Ping'an had already been humanely destroyed.