The banter in Qin Jian's eyes was a little thicker. With {dream} small ◢.1a

An Yin suddenly realized that he had been fooled, and immediately wrapped his hands around his chest to cover the arrogance on his chest.

Qin Jian said with a smile: "There is nothing to see, what is there to cover." ”

"It's not good-looking, exempt those 157 times." ”

Qin Jian snorted disdainfully, "You keep saying 157, do you see that I haven't started for a long time, and you're afraid that I will forget, so remind me from time to time?" If you think it's too late for me to cash in, we can start ...... now."

An Yin choked, "Big pervert! ”

Big pervert?

Qin Jian suddenly stretched out his hand and lifted her chin with the military short knife in his hand.

An Yin lowered his eyes and looked at the military short knife under his chin, the sharp blade was glowing with coldness, and he wanted to scold his mother angrily.

People flirt with the girl with their fingers, and the person being molested just needs to push away or dodge it, but this bastard actually uses a knife blade, and the knife edge is attached to her chin, so that she doesn't dare to move.

Qin Jian looked at An Yin's little face, which was blackened with anger, and said, "Men are not sexy, don't women have to be nuns?" ”

Then, his gaze moved down, from her chest, and then down, the corners of his mouth twitched, and the gaze was like picking out a wilted cabbage in the market, "What kind of narcissism, dirty into this virtue, who is interested in touching you." ”

He was expressionless and serious, but the words he said were so shameless that they made people vomit blood.

An Yinxiao's face turned red and white, and white turned black.

There was moss in the cracks of the stones, and he stuffed her into the cracks of the stones, and naturally rubbed the moss.

He made her like this, but he turned her into a mess.

"Let's go." Qin Jian put away the short knife, grabbed An Yin's little hand, and dragged her forward.

An Yin looked at the killers who were moaning in pain on the ground, "Wow, you really hit seventy of them one by one?" ”

"Or else?" Qin Jian didn't look at the people who fell to the ground, pulled An Yin, stepped over those people, and walked forward.

"You're so powerful, I've decided to hold your thighs in the future. The third young master is mighty, in the future, if you say east, I will not go west, you let me go west, I will never go east, follow you. ”

When he was surrounded by these people, An Yin thought that they were dead, but now seeing that Qin Jian's hair didn't fall out, he leveled the other party and worshiped him so much.

"......" Qin Jian glanced back at An Yin, funny and angry, "Someone said just now that husband and wife were originally birds of the same fate, and they flew separately when disaster came. You and I are nothing, do we have to be tied together to die, naturally we go our separate ways. ”

"I just misjudged." An Yin put on a dog-legged smile, although she knew that he could fight, but she didn't expect him to hit one against seventy.

"You really don't even want to face in order to survive."

An Yin said angrily: "The face has long been lost on you, where is the face?" ”

Qin Jian was angry and funny, and twisted one side of An Yin's face.

"What for?" An Yin said angrily.

"Look how thick your skin really is."

An Yin angrily pulled off the hateful claws on his face, "No matter how thick it is, it's not as thick as your skin." ”

Qin Jian chuckled, let go of An Yin's hand, picked up the helmet on the ground, handed one to An Yin, put on his own helmet, and stepped on Harley, "Get in the car." ”

Anyin put on her helmet, picked up the satchel that had fallen on the ground, and looked at the thugs on the ground.

"Don't ask them, who told them to come?"

"It's useless to ask."