Chapter 42: I'm Sick, Do You Have Medicine?
The picture in his memory swelled up, and Qin Ye snapped it lightly and pushed the door open.
Directly outside the floor-to-ceiling window facing the door is a large expanse of lush bamboo swaying in the wind.
In the corner, there is a black desk.
In the leather chair behind the desk, a young man in a black shirt and black trousers was resting his feet on the desk, wiping a gun in a lazy posture.
Gray hair, covering half of the eyebrows.
And the eyebrows that came out were black and dense.
The narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and the meaning of wind and flow overflowed so inadvertently.
The bridge of the nose is high.
Lips are on the thin side.
It is the shape of the lips that shows the affection in the face.
The best handsome guy.
If Jun Moting is handsome, he is cold and upright.
Then the devil in front of him is the handsome of the evil spirit.
The kind that will make women think about it, knowing that falling in love with him will be doomed, and still moths to the fire, just to bet on whether he will fall in love with his handsomeness.
Knowing that Qin Ye was coming, the devil just lifted his eyelids and glanced at it, then lowered his head to look at his gun again.
It was as if it was his lover-man in love.
Seeing that he didn't care about himself, Qin Ye walked over and sat on the sofa of the guest, took a bottle of pure water, opened it and drank it.
As soon as the wiping of his men stopped, the devil retracted his long legs and sat up, putting down the deerskin, "I called you, I came to make you drink?" ”
"What's the matter, tell me."
Qin Ye looked over.
The devil laughed suddenly.
With a glint in his eyes, the devil squinted and smiled: "It's nothing, it's just, I miss you." ”
With a swish, Qin Ye felt that goosebumps all over his body had risen.
Sen Leng's eyes fell on the devil's face like a knife, "Are you sick?" ”
"Yes, I'm sick, do you have medicine?"
The devil's smile was put away a little, "Don't forget, you're also from here. Why, as soon as he became the second young master of the Jun family, he planned to turn his face and deny people, right? ”
After speaking, he still seemed to feel puzzled, the devil opened the drawer, and with a bang, threw the little lover, who was still in love, into it with a bang.
Qin Ye's expression didn't change.
Putting down the water bottle and standing up, he put one hand in his trouser pocket and walked out, "If you're okay, I'll go." ”
"I'm notified of a mission."
While speaking, Qin Ye had already walked to the door of the room.
I could only hear a gust of wind behind my ears.
Qin Ye subconsciously turned around, the devil had already arrived in front of him.
A pair of beautiful eyes that are not words are full of anger at the moment.
It was as if the next moment a black hurricane would sweep in.
Qin Ye was not afraid.
Just want to laugh.
She felt that the name devil really didn't fit the man in front of her.
He should have changed his name to the Angry Lion Cub.
Of course, in this case, Qin Ye only dared to think about it in his heart, and did not dare to say it.
You know, the devil is young and not like talking, but also powerful.
In the picture in my memory, a fierce European and American strong man, carrying a heavy machine gun, wanted to shoot the devil into a hornet's nest.
But before his first bullet could be shot, he was knocked over several meters by the devil who had already appeared in front of him, and he couldn't climb up.
Not to mention, Ah Ye's skills are all taught by the devil.
Just with the course arranged by the devil, Ah Ye can be ten with one.
If the devil himself had gone on his own, how many people would he be able to beat down by himself?
Ah Ye didn't know.
Qin Ye didn't know either.