Reborn Giants: National Male God, Too Good at Flirting

Qin Zheng's eyes dropped a little.

Her lips twitched, but she didn't speak, but raised her hands.

For the first time, when Jun Suli hugged her, she also stretched out her arms.

Gently...with a little bit of undetectable caution, he patted Jun Suli's back.

"I'm here……"

Qin Zheng's lips evoked a slight arc, with a bit of delicate tenderness.

She raised her head, and the dark clouds gradually receded from the dark sky, and small stars formed a sheet of satin densely covered by a sea of ​​stars.

A little bit of light shone down, and it also formed a brilliance.

Qin Zhenghe looked at this galaxy and thought that it seemed that in the past, for an hour, a minute, and a second, she too had looked up at this galaxy in this way.

It's just, why, the mood now is not the same as then...

With a faint, indescribable, inexplicable feeling—

But, don't hate it.

"What about him?"

Qin Zheng turned his head and looked at the engraving, who had collapsed to the ground.

Jun Suli glanced at the man: "It will die on its own."

"...Er... not very good, after all, this is your subordinate." A drop of cold sweat ran across Qin Zheng's forehead.

"You feel bad for him?" Jun Suli asked rhetorically.

"That's not true." Qin Zheng looked at the inscription: "It's just that if I let him here, my reputation in the Anbu of the Jun family will be very troublesome."

After all, it is now in the base camp of the Jun family, but it is all rumored that Qin Zheng charmed the monarch, and even made one of the backbone of the Jun family a gay!

"Ah……"

Jun Suli sneered, then let go of Qin Zheng and came to Ming Ke's side.

Ming Ke only felt that the chilly aura above his head came again. In fact, he fainted just now. He just wanted to hear what Qin Zheng said next.

"Crack..."

It sounded like something was being ignited.

Inscribed forehead suddenly jumped twice.

Jun Suli raised the lighter in his hand.

"Jun Suli, what are you doing?"

Qin Zheng stepped forward and asked.

"Just light a fire."

Jun Suli replied.

Hearing this, Ji Ming was startled, no wonder why he felt a warm breath on his face.

"The ignition is good." Qin Zheng walked to Jun Suli's side and squatted down: "Let me see, where is the best place to order."

Qin Zheng propped his head up and thought seriously.

Inscribed felt that he was surrounded, Qin Zheng's eyes fell on him, as if he had been stripped naked.

"Jun Suli, I think it's better to light up his hair. I'm looking forward to his bald appearance."

"Well, I want to see it too."

Jun Suli held the phone and agreed.

A drop of cold sweat was drawn on the engraved forehead.

bald...

Thinking about him is scary, he doesn't want to be bald, wouldn't he be bald?

Jun Suli took the mobile phone and approached the engraved hair, really wanting to start.

Inscribed with a carp rolling, he quickly turned over and got up from the ground.

"Cough... Patriarch, I'm awake."

Engraved with a spear in his hand, he stood beside him in a proper manner.

Jun Suli turned off the lighter in his hand and glanced at the engraving with a cold look.

The engraving was uncomfortable for a while to be seen.

"Cough...Patriarch, is there anything on my face? You...have been staring at me like this."

"I'm curious, how did you take Jun Suli's move and still be so safe?"

Qin Zheng stepped forward, put a hand on Jun Suli's shoulder, and asked.