Chapter 8: It's the rhythm of death

"Cool?"

With a dissolute smile on his handsome face, his voice was clear, and with the cold aura emanating from his bones, Qin Mo was shuddering even if he smiled.

There seemed to be a cold wind blowing in the rich and luxurious boxing room, and Qian Cheng sat on the ground with one hand, grinning at the god brother who he regarded as omnipotent.

"Didn't I lie to you? Isn't it just a woman for you? Who is Lao Tzu for, ah? If you honestly find a woman to marry, how can there be any mess! ”

The dog bites Lu Dongbin, and he doesn't know the hearts of good people.

The more I think about it, the more reasonable it becomes, Qian Cheng feels that this beating is wronged! Speaking more and more straightforwardly.

"How many years has Grandma Qin been looking forward to hugging her great-grandson, don't you know? What's wrong with finding a woman? ”

"I have women."

Qian Cheng spit out a mouthful of blood: "Yes, you have a woman, who are you, Qin Ye, the first person in the Northern Capital family, in terms of family lineage, financial resources, appearance, and figure, you recognize the second, no one in Huaguo dares to say that he is the first!" You're awesome, you're the best! Since you are so awesome, you should give birth to an heir for the Qin family! ”

Save Grandma Qin from worrying every day.

Qin Mo didn't care about someone's evil voice and even a little meanness, he took off his fist gloves and walked towards the massage chair next to him, turned his neck twice and lay on his back relaxedly.

"It's better to have less than to have more." His tone was flat and unquestionable.

From ancient times to the present, the women who gave birth to the bloodline of the Qin family have always been carefully selected, and the character of the family is superior, and the most important thing is that they must be the favorite person of the family.

Qin Mo is 26 years old this year, and there are beautiful women around him, but no one has really entered his heart.

"I'll take a stride," Qian Cheng stood up, walked to the massage chair next to Qin Mo and sat down, his tall body leaned on the armrest, and said angrily: "Grandma Qin is just the opposite of you, she would rather be indiscriminate!" ”

After saying that, I was happy first.

Sandwiched between the grandparents and grandchildren over the years, Qian Cheng is painful and happy, every time he helps Grandma Qin pit her grandson, he will be beaten by his grandson afterwards, but the two of them have all kinds of fighting methods and are fun, after being beaten The next time Grandma Qin pits people, he is the first to go up and hand over the knife, which can be called the left and right hands.

"Hey, I said, there are so many women around you, and none of them can get into your eyes?" He doubted more than once that all the good women in the world were dead, how could his brother not find a suitable one who had been a bachelor for so many years.

"No ......" As soon as a wordless word came out, Qin Mo couldn't help but think of yesterday's scene in front of his eyes, his delicate face, his white skin like snow, the bruised kiss marks on his body, and ...... The woman's low cry for mercy.

It's still in my ears.

As if bewitched, he couldn't help but think of what happened that night, and the woman's face gradually became clear in his mind, and a hot and dry heat rose from his abdomen, fast and passionate.

Since he became an adult, he has not tasted a woman in 8 years, and there has never been a person who makes him so nostalgic, and just a recollection makes his body react.

He closed his eyes, recalled the woman's eyebrows, felt the heat of his body, couldn't help but raise a brisk smile, and whispered: "Little goblin......"

"Hey! Ah Mo, Qin Mo! Qian Cheng shouted twice but didn't respond, and slapped Qin Mo's head in exchange for a cold glare, withdrew his hand and smiled: "What do you think?" Laughing so lewdly. ”