Inside the tranquil Presidential Suite.

Qin quietly knelt on the carpet, the chest strap in her hand wrapping around her body.

A pair of wet eyes looked at the sleeping man on the bed sadly.

Zhan Qing, the most powerful military master in Jiangcheng - Zhan Qing, known as the Ninth Master, just slept with her......

Qin quietly was annoyed and depressed, he had always been cold and unwilling, and he could make people tremble when he said a word, how could he drink too much and do such a thing to her.

Qin Xin's originally handsome short hair was messy at this time, and her whole body was sore, which made her frown.

Battle ...... How many women want to sleep with men, actually let her pick up the cheap.

But this kind of cheapness, she doesn't pick it up anymore, it hurts too much......

Why is she so unlucky today, she is really angry.

Qin quietly was angry and annoyed, and his wet eyes were full of fire.

Junxiu's handsome face was sullen......

Before she got what she wanted, she couldn't let Zhan Qing find out that she was dressed as a man.

Otherwise, how can she be worthy of her in the past few years, pretending to be stupid and weak in the Zhan family.

Those wet eyes, looking at the man on the bed, Qin Jing really wanted to kick him a few times.

But I have to admit that even if Zhan Qing is drunk, she is not his opponent, and she can't beat him at all.

When Qin quietly picked up his shirt, he brought Zhan Qing's underwear......

Annoyed, he threw his panties on the ground and stepped on them twice.

She had to leave before Zhan Qing woke up.

He must not be allowed to know that the person he slept with was her Qin Xian.

When Zhan Qing woke up, his brain was swollen and painful, and he drank a few more glasses at the gathering of several comrades-in-arms last night, and he was not lightly drunk, but he still knew that he slept with a woman.

Looking at the mess on the bed, Zhan Qing's obsidian eyes narrowed.

Interesting woman, he dares to run when he sleeps, he simply doesn't know whether he is alive or dead.

War Mansion

Zhan Qing's sharp eyes were filled with gloomy anger, and he asked as he walked, "Where is Qin Xian?" ”

Uncle Tong behind him said respectfully, "Qin Shao is in the room." ”

Zhan Qing's slender legs went upstairs in a few steps, walked to Qin Xin's door, and pushed the door without pushing it open.

Uncle Tong immediately took out the key to open the door and retreated to the side.

"The school said he hadn't been to class for three days, why didn't he tell me?"

Zhan Qing's voice was cold, and he could hear that he was controlling the fire.

Uncle Tong glanced at Zhan Qing's face and knew that the Ninth Master was angry.

Uncle Tong likes Qin Xin very much, because the house is too deserted, and since Qin Xin moved in, it has been much more lively.

"Qin Shao said he was not feeling well and didn't want to go to school......"

"He's twenty, not eight, so don't you go if he's not feeling well? Next time there is such a thing, I will punish you with Uncle Tong. ”

Pushing open the door without being light or heavy, Zhan Qing's tone was very impulsive, and a demonic handsome face was as wild as a wolf.

"Yes, Ninth Master." Uncle Tong lowered his head in fear and said in fear.

The bathroom was full of smoke.

Qin quietly stretched out his hand and wiped it on the mirror, and his handsome face was flushed with a faint red.

Looking down at her small two places, she was quite satisfied, and she had not become smaller and flatter because of being wrapped around the straps every day.

Pulled the chest strap on the shelf, skillfully wound it around his body, and there were spots on the white collarbone.

Although the imprint had faded, it was still reminding him that the scene that happened in the hotel a few days ago made Qin Xin feel pain all over his body.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Qin quietly stopped the movement of her hand, she remembered that she had locked the door......