The man was long and jade, and his tall figure almost enveloped the boy in it.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't speak.

Young Master Yan's inky peach blossom eyes slowly narrowed, and he couldn't help but get a little closer.

As soon as she got closer to the man, she couldn't help but want to get closer.

She put her arms around the man's neck, her gorgeous peach blossom eyes were shining, and her thin lips were almost touching the man's lips.

Without waiting for an answer for a long time, Qin Zong's long arm stretched out and gently removed the young man's arm on his body, and a smile as light as smoke swept over his handsome and incomparable face.

The smile is obvious.

Silent refusal.

Young Master Yan couldn't help frowning.

The look in the peach blossom eyes was slightly aggrieved.

Qin Zong's movements stiffened for a moment, and he subconsciously held the young man's wrist.

As soon as his hand touched the warm skin, he paused again.

The handsome and belooking young man's eyes flickered, and the bottom of his eyes, which seemed to be as black as ink stone, lit up.

The next moment, he didn't want to stretch out his hand directly, and hugged the man's lean waist domineeringly, "You go back with me." ”

Qin Zong's eyebrows twisted, sighed, and lowered his hand to look at Yan Tao, "No." ”

Yan Tao hugged the man and didn't let go.

That posture, if you don't go back with me, don't go.

Rypi's is like a little doll of five or six years old.

A pair of upper eyes.

Look at the young man's bright eyes, which implied anticipation.

Those eyes seemed to be able to speak.

Qin Zong's heart softened, "Okay." ”

Young Master Yan Meizizi: Sure enough, I guessed correctly.

Xiao Qi floated by: The coquettish marshal had the best fate~

Tut.

Xiao Qishun walked to Qin Zong's side with a crutch: "Dog, you have changed." ”

I still remember the ruthless Major General Qin back then, and he ...... It's gone......

Men, men.

Sure enough, they were all big pig's trotters.

Qin Zong......

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Marshal's House.

The soldiers on duty stood at the door with expressionless faces, and saw several figures from a distance.

Sergeant A blinked his eyes, letting the sweat on his forehead slide down his nose, and his lips moved: Damn, this is not a marshal, right?

After confirming it again and again, Sergeant B nodded: It's Lord Marshal.

The sergeants looked up at the sky: Isn't it a dream?

Their marshal did not go through the wall or the window, and began to walk through the main entrance?

The figures approached, and the soldiers saw clearly.

It's not just Yan Tao and the two generals.

And a fresh face.

The young man dressed in black had a cold and noble face.

The temperament is cold and indifferent, and vaguely, revealing the powerful aura of the superior.

Beside the man, a beast of a divine steed followed, its pace slow and graceful.

However, the tiger's eyes shone brightly, and the fangs under his lips that belonged to the beast were revealed from time to time.

The momentum is not weak.

In the flash, people have come to the front.

All the soldiers held their heads high: "Marshal! ”

Young Master Yan raised his eyebrows lightly, raised his hand with a smile, and looked at the man next to him, "Look at my mansion is big enough, right?" ”

Qin Zong's head.

The expression is cold.

Nothing superfluous.

Yan Tao was a little depressed.

Don't praise me!

The baby is not happy!

Young Master Yan didn't give up, grabbed the man's wrist with his right hand, grabbed him and strode in, "I'll show you other ......."

He talked to him to himself, ignoring the three following behind him.

The design of the Marshal's Mansion is close to perfect, and there are several flying machines parked in the courtyard.

A man was crouching in front of him, carefully wiping the outside of the aircraft with a detergent.

Then I heard the marshal's voice from far and near, "Look, how is this flying machine?" ”