Chapter 1135 Yan Tao: I'm Angry, Super Fierce, Hum!

Qin Zongfeng's eyes paused slightly, and he turned his eyes to the side, meeting the handsome face of the young man who seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

The young man's slender and slender fingers easily hooked the handle of the kettle, and his thin red lips curled up, "I want to drink water too, Major General Qin doesn't mind if I pour it first?"

Without waiting for Qin Zong's answer, Yan Tao removed the entire kettle, poured himself a glass of water, and placed it in front of Wuchen on the right.

The Q version of Xiaoqi sits cross-legged in the void, with his hands folded across his chest, imitating the mood of the owner at the moment, puffing up like a little hamster: "Hmph, I won't give you a drink!"

Qin Zongfeng's eyes were fixed, without saying a word, he drank the last sip of water in the glass slowly, and remained silent.

There was a weird atmosphere in the box, and everyone sat facing the food like statues, without moving their chopsticks.

Cassandra: "In order to entertain everyone, I specially ordered the chef to cook Chinese dishes, please enjoy it."

As she spoke, she slowly turned the round dining table, "Mr. Qin, Mr. Yan, and this master, please."

During the half an hour after everyone came down, everyone witnessed a tragedy without swords and swords.

Every time the cold and lonely Major General Qin moved his chopsticks, the young man next to him would turn his head and look at him with affectionate eyes.

No, that kind of look should be said to be staring.

It seemed that he disliked Major General Qin, he was handsome as a teenager, and the smile on his face was as bright as stars, no one could utter words of condemnation.

The young man's white and slender fingers propped his chin, and his peach-blossom eyes were wanton, "The food made by Major General Qin looks delicious, can you give me a taste?"

The tone is brisk.

It's just that tone, not a request, not a solicitation, but an order.

Everyone in the superhuman base has also heard of Qin Zong.

The cold-faced King of Hades, cruel and ruthless.

I don't know how many people want to plot against him and have his ideas.

Up to now, those people have all become souls killed by the sword, but Qin Zong is still alive and well.

All the supernatural beings gloated and thought: This young man is so frivolous and conceited, he dares to provoke even the King of Hades.

Few of those who have done this have survived since ancient times.

Tsk.

Look, this group of Chinese people is definitely going to fight among themselves.

This is the fine tradition they have passed down for thousands of years, and they just wait and see the good show.

Master Qin's expression was as cold as that of ten thousand years of ice and snow, his brow bone seemed to have been carved by a knife and an axe, and he turned his eyes coldly.

A group of supernatural beings: Wow! Hurry up, hurry up!

I really want to know the effect of Hades' fight with this young man.

The ancient warriors opened their eyes wide, and suddenly remembered the tragedy of eating ginger on the plane, silently clutching their hearts: Forget it, falling in love is so hard, and I don’t have to eat, I’d better live alone.

Qin Zong's deep eyes fell on the smiling handsome face of the young man, and his wrist moved slightly.

Ability user: It's time to fight, it's time to fight!

Qin Zong stretched out his hand slowly, and put the picked vegetables into the young man's bowl.

Young Master Yan burst into a big smile in an instant, and ate it briskly and joyfully, with a treacherous and complacent look, "Thank you very much."

The supernatural being was stunned: Why didn't they fight? !

Didn't it mean that Hades turned his face faster than turning a book? !

Even food was taken away, don't you think this is a violation of dignity? !

Cassandra also narrowed her eyes slightly, a pair of beautiful eyes flowed between the equally outstanding two, and the light in her eyes was dim.