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

After hearing this, the agent on the other end excitedly wandered around the office with his cell phone, already beginning to dream about a better future. "Even I can't find fault with this painting. It will definitely make the jury fall in love at first sight!"

George secretly glanced at the tall young man in the outer courtyard and nodded crazily.

The meal this morning was made by George. It was a Western-style sandwich. As Grandma Jiang was eating, her eyes drifted to Yan Tao. The old man showed a kind smile, "Taozi~"

"It's not easy for a guest to come to Qingyang City. You should take him out for a walk."

"Here," the little old lady took out two movie tickets from her pocket, "I just bought them, let's go and see them."

Yan Tao's peach blossom eyes fell lightly on the little old lady's face, and her clear eyes seemed to be able to see through everything.

Yan Tao: There is something wrong with this little old lady.

The young man's eyes showed suspicion, and he was about to speak, but the cunning Ms. Jiang was one step ahead of her. She curled her lips and started to mess around. She scolded her eldest grandson up and down, and made a concluding speech, "Okay, we'll be done after breakfast." Go out, just let the old lady have some peace and quiet."

Something fishy.

Yan Taoying's slender fingers, as white as fine craftsmanship, held the glass and took a sip of milk, with a milk mustache on her upper lip.

She licked her lips with the tip of her tongue, looked sideways, and smiled, "Since grandma told you to go, then go."

In the backlight, the peach blossom eyes of the young man who looked sideways were smiling, and George reached out to cover his beating heart.

HOLD live!

You must HOLD!

Master Yan led the dizzy George out of the door. Grandma Jiang listened to the noise, opened the window and took a look, then looked at the time and sat back by the window.

There is really nothing interesting to do in Qingyang City, but it has green mountains and green waters and the air is fresher.

Young Master Yan was casually walking around the city when he accidentally saw a young man in the northwest fleeing in panic on the street, bumping into countless stalls along the way.

Behind them were a group of strange gangsters.

Xiao Qi said: Isn't this the master's eldest nephew?

Young Master Yan said: I have always been nosy.

Qi Dong screamed and ran wildly. Seeing that the people behind him were about to catch up, he suddenly saw the young man in white across the street.

Suddenly his eyes lit up.

Saving your life is most important at this time.

Without thinking, Qi Dong rushed across the block and shouted heartbreakingly, "Uncle! Uncle Yan, help me!!!!"

Yan Tao...

Young Master Yan turned around leisurely, avoiding Qi Dong's outstretched paw with an indifferent expression, letting him fall to the ground, and stepped forward naturally.

Qidong...

Lasagna tears grabbed the boy's trousers, looked up at him miserably, and said shamelessly, "Uncle Yan, help me!"

He was really... bored.

The handsome young man's eyes dropped, and he said in Qi Dong's expectant eyes, "Let go."

"Qi Dong, let me see where you are going!"

"Pay me the money!"

"You want to waste money after losing the fucking game? No way!"

The leading young man on a motorcycle kicked Qi Dong tremblingly and glanced at Yan Tao on the street.

"Ha, where did you find this weakling? You didn't want him to help you, did you?"

A bunch of gangsters laughed loudly, and the laughter was full of ridicule.

Qi Dong said: I am not angry at all.

You'd better scold harder.

He stood up and hid behind Yan Tao, deliberately provoking, "Xiang Xiang, let me tell you, as long as my uncle is here, don't even think about touching a hair on my head!"

Xiang Xiang sneered and looked Yan Tao up and down, "Just this kid? A weakling!"