Rebirth of the National Male God: Master Quan, Fancy Favorite

Qu Yizhao turned around the phone, propped her head to think about what happened today, there were too many things happened today, as if something in the dark was pushing her forward.

But that's okay, she won't just sit and wait for death.

As for joining the army, that is still unknown.

She has no sense of belonging to this world, she is like an outsider free from the world. The only thing that can give her a sense of belonging is the biological mother of this body, Ms. Liu Yuan.

After all, Ms. Liu Yuan's face really resembled Qu Xifeng's.

Qu Yizhao rubbed his temples, pursed his lips and remained silent.

"Da da da"

Qu Yizhao looked up at the man who was leaning on the wall and panting heavily, with a sarcastic smile on the corner of her mouth, she tilted her head.

Although his acting skills were not as good as Qu Xifeng, who was born to be an actor, it was more than enough.

Since the woman couldn't sing this play in the operating room, she set the stage for the smoke of gunpowder.

Then wait for the protagonist... to kill the Quartet!

Qu Yizhao had a high opinion of Su Miyao and believed in Su Miyao's methods.

A woman can still maintain a calm posture and talk and laugh freely when her amniotic fluid is broken. What kind of will and spiritual strength should support her?

Can you do this kind of thing yourself? Qu Yizhen asked herself, she didn't know if she could reach Su Miyao's level, but this did not prevent her from admiring Su Miyao.

"Yo, it's finally here?"

Qu Yizhao stood up and leaned lazily against the snow-white wall. The young man's exquisite eyebrows seemed to be magnificent and full of vitality that could not be described in words even after he had traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers.

——The eyebrows are like distant mountains, and the eyes are picturesque.

The young man's exquisite eyebrows and sarcastic voice made Ji Yancheng see himself.

Ji Yancheng looked at this boy who was about seventeen or eighteen years old, the impatience on his face and the sarcasm in his eyebrows made him feel a little uncomfortable.

I am the president of the Ji family, even if others are dissatisfied with me, I don't dare to show it on the surface, but this young man's delicate face clearly says "I hate you".

This more or less made Ji Yancheng feel uncomfortable.

Qu Yizhao thought about what role he should play, and he simply played the role of a young man who fell in love with that femme fatale at first sight and hated her husband who was on two boats.

Looking at the little woman behind Ji Yancheng's generous arms, Qu Yizhao curled his lips, it seems that everyone is here, so we can start singing.

Shang Dandan is delicate and delicious, and belongs to the classy beauties, although she is not as glamorous as Su Xiaoyan, as soft and translucent as Qing Muzhi, and as glamorous and changeable as Su Miyao.

But sometimes delicate beauties are better than delicate beauties, and some people just like to eat cabbage, so what can they do?

"Why, the wife didn't forget to bring her new love when she gave birth? It seems that your new love is quite your favorite, President Ji."

The young man raised his eyebrows, and the sarcastic words that made people feel uncomfortable came, but he couldn't say any rebuttals to such a lively face.

Ji Yancheng was speechless for the first time.

Shang Dandan was suddenly scolded by Qu Yizhao obliquely, his face turned green and pale all of a sudden, very ugly.

Qu Yizhao is a cold and unscrupulous master. First of all, he wants to maintain the original master's dandy temperament and avoid flaws. Secondly, she didn't need to save more face for Ji Yancheng and the woman behind him.

Face is earned by oneself, not given by others.