The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, seven or eight people stared at it, and there was an officer who watched the fun and was not afraid of big things, and teased, "Adjutant Lian is in a relationship? Aren't the elders just reading a text message? You don't look like a man! "

There was a burst of laughter immediately.

Lian Feng: "If you have the guts, read it!"

The officer quickly waved his hand: "That's not okay, your little lover sent it over, how can I read it? Only the client can read it to feel it!"

Lian Feng... looked at the information on the phone quickly as if death was at home, and every time he read a word, his heart trembled.

"Major, major general, can you tell them to go first?"

He was afraid that if he finished reading in a while, he would be beaten to death by his master!

"That won't work!" The officer winked and smiled. "Grandpa Mao said that the friendship between our revolutionary fighters is the purest. There is nothing shameful about it! Read it quickly! Can't everyone wait?"

Lian Feng looked coldly at those comrades who were waiting for him to make a fool of himself, and sneered cruelly in his heart, if he wants to die, everyone will die together!

He grabbed the phone and read the words on it aloud, "This young master will never marry Qin Zong in this life. My family Zong Zong is as beautiful as a flower, with eight-pack abs and mermaid lines. I want to touch it even in my dreams.【 Salivate.jpg]”

Every time Lian Feng read a word, Qin Zonghan's eyes became colder.

At this moment, the handsome face that was as cold as a snow mountain was filled with an extremely icy air of frost, and the extremely cold aura made Lian Feng's scalp numb with fright.

The officers behind were stunned, no, they were frightened.

Vertical, vertical?

Is this telling them to treat his subordinates as ruthlessly and ruthlessly as Major General Qin?

Well, it seems to be true... the officers couldn't help but look at Qin Zong's straight waist, the mermaid lines and abdominal muscles... the major general must have it!

The officers paid 120,000 respects to the person who sent the message, I'm so crazy!

Even the major general has the guts to think about it!

Admire, admire, admire, admire.

The officers got a lot of gossip, and they were interested in the authentic ones, when they suddenly saw Qin Zong's cold eyes falling on him like a sword of ice.

Suddenly my body froze, "Oh, I seem to have some clothes that I haven't washed yet."

"My clothes are not hanging!"

"It seems that the vegetables grown in the cooking class need to be pulled out. I'll go and help."

"I'm going to help too."

Qin Zong: "I don't know, so you are so diligent."

The scattered officers did not slip away, and replied stiffly, "Major General, you are flattering yourself."

Qin Zong raised his eyebrows coldly, and took off his gloves slowly and methodically, "Since you love labor so much, you will take care of the food for the entire base, and tell the cooking team to give them three days off."

The officers accepted the task with grief on their faces: gossip is harmful, major general gossip was struck by lightning.

They turned to leave, when suddenly Lian Feng's phone dinged and thought for a while.

The footsteps stopped, and the heart suddenly lifted.

Fuck me.

It was abs just now, what is it now?

The officers felt itchy, scratching their hearts and lungs. Obsessed with the order, they could only turn around and leave with difficulty, heartbroken: the major general's gossip, the major general's gossip! It's rare to see it once in eight hundred years... I missed the second one, so heartbroken!

Lian Feng stood where he was, staring at Qin Zongsen's cold gaze, feeling that he was not far from death.

Yan Tao, you killed me!

Qin Zong reached out to take Lian Feng's mobile phone, and slid down from the top, and the long conversation could not be finished for a while.

He raised his thin lips and sneered, "You have a good relationship with Yan Tao?"

Lian Feng... shook his head frantically.

Qin Zong's slender fingers pointed at the screen, typing back and forth.