Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 344 Brilliant Starlight: The National Male God is a Girl (51)

  Qin Ci wanted to hold the young man in his arms, but was held aside by the lazy and evil young man. She smiled at the corner of her lips and just said, "Listen to me."

  Because of these three characters, the man who was cold and indifferent in front of outsiders, who was like ice and snow, suddenly became obedient and docile.

  The young man bent his waist slightly, leaned forward, and supported the wall next to him with one hand, with an evil temperament.

  Qin Ci can clearly see the white face.

  The young man’s face is exquisite and beautiful, with meticulous craftsmanship, which is indistinguishable from the male and female, only because of the young boy's evil suit, which is a little more handsome and compelling.

  Juvenile eyelashes are very long, the slender and curled eyelashes tremble gently, like butterfly wings.

  This is the first time Qin Ci has looked at a person so carefully, a person who has always been as indifferent as ice and snow, with red blood dripping from his ears at this moment.

  But there is a pleasant sweetness in his heart. It is Qin Ci who has won many awards since he was a child, and it can't be compared.

  The whole body dyed white is all the faint smell of tobacco from Qin Ci.

   is not full-bodied, light.

   seems to be around Ranbai.

The slender young man smiled at the corners of her lips. She put one hand in her pocket, her narrow and peachy eyes were cool and charming, and the pale lips were also very beautiful. They made people blush and heartbeat during the opening and closing, and her frivolous eyes stared. When looking at a person, it is like looking at the whole world.

  It's hard for someone to stay unmoved under such a focused and serious gaze.

   can be nothing but vain after all.

  The teenager is always alone and unrestrained.

  Qin Ci’s eyes deepened, his long eyelashes trembled a little nervously, and his always indifferent face rarely had other emotions. He was a little embarrassed and whispered: “Don’t look at me.”

  The white-stained nose and wings were filled with the faint smell of tobacco from Qin Ci, mixed with a clean and clear cold fragrance.

  It smells pretty good.

   Dyeing white tweeted, thinking casually.

  She raised her eyes, stretched out her hand, put one hand in her pocket, and her other hand casually pressed Qin Ci aside, very handsome,

  She laughed: "Emperor Qin, you all look at me, I don't look at you, it's not fair."

  Qin Ci looked at the handsome and exquisite face of the young man, his thin lips evoked a helpless arc, which still couldn't match the young boy's smiling eyes, his eyes were soft and docile, and he felt that the tips of his ears were a little burnt: "Well... let you see enough."

  Whoever wants it, a cold and indifferent person who is like a moon in the sky, and when he talks about love, he turns out to be like a little milk dog.

   dyed white with a sigh,

   is pretty cute,

Pity.

   "I'm looking for Qin Ci."

  Jin Jing saw Luo Ning outside the lounge, said.

  Luo Ning frowned, "They are talking inside."

  Jin Jing looked at Luo Ning vigilantly, raised her eyebrows, and suddenly realized.

   "Oh, you want to lie to me again, don't you?"

  Luo Ning sneered, "If you want to go in, then I will let you in."

  Luo Ning directly opened the door and stretched out his hand to push Jin Jing inside.

  Jin Jing: "..."

  Fuck me!

  Loning, you fucking! This young master is at odds with you!

  Jin Jing looked at the two figures by the wall, twitched her mouth, and smiled dryly.

   "You continue, you continue..."

  If you don’t leave at this time, when will you wait?

  Ran Bai looked at Jin Jing’s back and raised his dark and delicate eyebrows, and said slowly: "Emperor Qin, he seems to have misunderstood something."

This is what    said, but the appearance of the young boy's low-eyed eyes did not show a trace of panic, but rather a smile instead of a smile.

  "Don't worry about him." The cold and cold person bent his eyebrows softly at this moment, and said in a low voice.

  For Jinjing's unreliable style, Qin Ci said that he is used to it.

   "Emperor Qin, what do you think I should call you?"

  It feels a bit rusty to call the movie emperor Qin again.

  Qin Ci? Qin Qin, divorce? Small speech?

  (End of this chapter)