Originally, Zhao Chongbin and the seven were still reflecting on themselves in the low mood of defeat, but the next second they saw Qin Zhan coming over, and he rolled up his sleeves, looking like he was about to start working.

Song Ye also stood there and stared at each other with a solemn expression on his face, saying that it was absolutely impossible to fall in love.

"Retreat." Seeing that the seven people had no eyesight, Song Ye had to speak lightly to clear the field.

Zhao Chongbin, who realized it later, was shocked and quickly stood under the firelight, and the seven people pressed against the wall as if they were torches.

Song Ye didn't have time to pay attention to them any more, his eyes locked on the man's vigorous posture, feeling that it was just an appetizer just now, and it was just right to start the fight after warming up.

In Song Ye's memory, as long as the two hurriedly passed a few tricks in the hotel room on the night when they first met, Qin Zhan was reluctant to start, and she was always curious about the strength of the other party.

The real memory of Qin Zhan and Song Ye's battle was in the abandoned prison a year ago. At that time, Song Ye was injured and was eager to get out. He also didn't have enough fun.

It is rare for each other to be in good shape today, and both sides are a little eager to try.

The top killer trained by the other side of the flower and the leader of the famous special operations team in China, who can be better?

At the moment when the two were fighting, Zhao Chongbin couldn't help holding his breath, watching the two of them come and go, each time they punched out, they could hit a dull sound, and each kick out could make a sound. A gust of wind flowed.

Qin Zhan has a tall stature, but his muscles have good toughness. He can also respond quickly, and his moves are very practical.

Song Ye, on the other hand, was agile in his movements, and he was a master at concealing his aura.

After fighting for a long time and entering a state of stalemate, Qin Zhan may not have experienced such a sweaty battle for a long time, and Song Ye also enjoys the pleasure of meeting his opponents.

Finally, when the fire was extinguished, light and shadow passed Song Ye's eyes. Sweat inadvertently seeped into her eyes. She blinked subconsciously and moved slowly.

However, the gap between this shot successfully allowed Qin Zhan to catch the loophole. The wrists and shoulders were controlled at the same time, and the standard grasper pressed back, and a fierce force suppressed Song Ye and made him unable to move.

Song Ye frowned, the whole person twisted and kicked the other's knee socket with flexibility, no matter how hard your muscles were, you wouldn't be able to withstand nerve stimulation.

Qin Zhan frowned immediately, his fingertips touched Song Ye's neck by mistake, and found that it was already wet-lu-lu-lu, and his body moved towards the opponent with a move.

The floor has been cleaned and it is very clean, but it will still be cold in winter. If Qin Zhan hadn't put his hand under her to take care of Song Ye, Song Ye would not have noticed that the man was playing tricks.

"Get up." Song Ye moved the corner of his mouth and gave a silent warning.

The two had just finished fighting, and the body temperature and breathing had not been adjusted yet. Qin Zhan felt that he was a stove, Song Ye was a stove with its own aroma, and his face was still flushed red. At this time, he can't get up if he can take advantage of 0. Not only can he not get up, but he still has the heart to do something.

Glancing at the seven people standing at the base of the wall, Qin Zhan ordered in a deep voice, "cover your eyes."

Perhaps it was because his body was too majestic, and several people were so shocked by the sudden change of style that they didn't react, so they subconsciously covered their eyes and swallowed at the same time, they won't hear much later. -Children-inappropriate move.

Song Ye looked at the man's deep eyes, kept staring at her lips, and twitched the corners of her mouth unconsciously. The moment the other party lowered her head, she blocked it in time, turned her head and shouted coldly, "Go out."

"Yes." Zhao Chongbin and the others were blushing for a long time and couldn't wait any longer. They are single dogs who haven't married a wife yet. They really don't want to be stuffed with dog food.

And Song Ye had no interest in performing live broadcasts in front of her hands. When the door was closed, she narrowed her eyes and flashed a dangerous signal. She moved her feet and slammed into the man directly. She didn't want to hurt anyone, just I want to force him off.

It's a pity that Qin Zhan had been prepared for a long time. He changed the angle, and directly clamped his legs to remove Song Ye's attack. With a big hand, he directly fixed his two slender wrists on the top of his head.

"Be careful not to lift it." Song Ye looked at him coldly, but she was clenching her back molars when she spoke. She had a hundred ways to get this stinky exile off her body.

"I guess, you can't bear it." Qin Zhan lowered his eyes, his face was still serious, and his tone was calm as if he was on a training mission on the school ground. Unfortunately, speaking and doing things at this time are completely different styles.

Song Ye couldn't help blushing in such a deep and persistent gaze, and he didn't know whether he was stopped by the other party's lack of ears or was caught in his mind, so he simply turned his face away and didn't look at him.

Qin Zhan let out a low laugh, lowered his head again, and kept his mouth on the tip of her reddened ear without any hindrance, while still asking, "Did it hurt you just now?"

Pain, of course, refers to the friction in the fight.

But in this situation, no matter how slow Song Ye was, he couldn't help but think about it. He knew that this guy was doing it on purpose, so he kept his mouth shut and ignored her.

"Hehe...Little devil..." As if stepping into the trap of a cunning hunter, the man's low laugh accompanied by warm breathing and breathing blew into his ears, the itch seemed to penetrate deep into the bone marrow.

Calling her a little devil at this time made Song Ye imagine that she was a woman disguised as a man before, she looked sideways at the man on her body, her voice was a little hoarse, "When you were your brother, you treated me like this too. Do you?" If you want to kiss, kiss, if you want to hug, hug.

"No." Qin Zhan leaned over, with a smile on the corners of his mouth cherishing fond memories, but he couldn't help but bring a hint of cunning. When he came to Song Ye's lips, he said in a low voice, "It used to be secret, but now it's open and honest. of."

"You...uh..." The next words were blocked directly, Song Ye stared at the man in front of him with a pair of eyes, and then deserted, her wrist climbed on his shoulder, and she looked a little confused under the guidance of the man. Drunk, but couldn't help but let out a sigh.

She is not someone who is greedy for the past, but at this moment in the arms of the man, she really wants to retrieve the memories that belonged to the two of them.

As the sun sets, the room is stained with a red glow from the screen windows, falling on a pair of affectionate figures.

At this moment, the Qin family was already caught in a huge storm. The dull and oppressive atmosphere condensed above the entire Qin mansion. No one dared to make the slightest sound inside or outside the house.

Qi Keer secretly hid aside, looking at the piece of paper on the table in shock, unbelievable that Qin Zhan would do such a thing.

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