Chapter 1470: The Mentally Declined Patriarch Yan [Part 2]

Qin Zong was sitting on the edge of the bed, his eyes turned slightly, and he was thinking about whether to try again. When his mental power merged, he heard a moaning sound in his ear.

An extremely low voice came from the bed.

Qin Zong bent down slightly, a pair of phoenix eyes stared at the bed, the girl's cold and beautiful face like winter plums, "Tao Tao?"

The man's voice was deep and hoarse, with a hint of worry and trembling.

The palm hanging by the side had clenched into a fist at some point.

He didn't know how to treat it, and his mental power was out of control, but he clearly knew the consequences of losing mental power.

"Um……"

Under Qin Zong's look of anticipation with phoenix eyes, Yan Tao's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as he caught his eyes, he met the man's handsome and incomparably handsome face.

Looking at each other, Young Master Yan blinked.

In the dark and beautiful peach blossom eyes, the expression that emerges is dazed and strange.

Qin Zong's heart trembled slightly: "This is... amnesia again?"

"Tao Tao?"

The man called Yan Tao's name softly and slowly, "Do you know who I am?"

Qinghan's deep voice rang in his ears like the mellow wine.

The gray-clothed man standing in the corner paused for a moment when he heard the words, and was a little confused: What are you talking about?

What does Qin San mean by this?

Should he go out and congratulate his wife on her sobriety?

Then the next moment, a "wow" was heard, and a very clear cry rang in his ears.

In the cave, the bonfire was still burning, and the light red light was reflected on the girl's face either brightly or darkly.

Yan Tao hugged her knees with her hands, put her chin between her legs, and cried with her mouth pursed.

Crying is called a sad.

Crying so much is called heart-piercing.

Cry sob.

Those who heard it couldn't help but their hearts twitched.

The gray-clothed man immediately withdrew his steps and glanced at Qin Zong on the other side: Is Qin San really that girl's man?

Could it be that they lied to them?

Or is it that Qing Qin San, who looks so noble and looks like a son of an aristocratic family, is actually a slave trader?

The one who ran out to trick and abduct the little girl?

Qin Zong was also dumbfounded.

The handsome face froze for a moment, and he looked at the miserable girl crying on the bed in some bewilderment.

He had seen Yan Tao, who was playing tricks.

I have seen Yantao flying wantonly.

I even saw Yan Tao with a sad expression.

He can keep calm to the greatest extent, and then face them rationally.

But at this moment, Qin Sanye, who had always been strong, calm, rational and indifferent, faced the weeping girl, and the string in his head broke with a "bang".

It was broken into two pieces, and the echo was buzzing in his mind.

"Wow!"

When the girl was in a coma, she was still seductive but noble.

At this moment, the beautiful girl was crying in the corner, wiping the teardrops on her face with her white and tender hands.

Those peach-blossom eyes that used to be full of wanton and evil spirits are now full of child-like innocence and simplicity.

She pursed her mouth, as if she had suffered some great injustice, extremely wronged.

The soft and smooth black hair on the top of the head was rubbed into a mess by her, and two cute hairs stood on the top of the head, like the two ears of a cat, extremely cute.

Coupled with her big Yingying eyes, she is so cute that it makes people's hearts soften into a puddle of water.

I have no principles, I just want to hug her and coax her.