Male God, a Little Su

After being beaten like a dog, the monkey on the opposite side no longer had the confidence to ridicule him. On the contrary, he no longer grabbed Qin Yuan, and instead flew up with his teammates.

(All) Enemy Sun Wukong: A group of fw! I can't even carry it.

(All) Enemy Sun Wukong: Speed ​​up, useless dogs like you don't deserve to win!

The line of soldiers had already reached their crystal, and at this moment, He Zhe and Yu Zhou watched Qin Yuan go straight to the spring of the other party, and he insisted on carrying the damage of the spring water, and knocked the opposite Monkey King to death.

At the same time, he was also attacked by the spring water and died.

He Zhe let out a hiss, and couldn't bear to look directly at him: "Brother Yuan, isn't this too cruel? You abuse the spring!"

Su Yan couldn't help but bend her eyes, and looked at Qin Yuan beside her. She knew that Qin Yuan was venting his anger on her.

"Thank you, Qin Yuan."

The woman's voice was soft under the warm yellow light.

As soon as Qin Yuan tilted his head, he met her pair of clear and moist eyebrows, which were clean and beautiful.

The cheeks were so red, so cute as hell.

His Adam's apple rolled, and he leaned back on the sofa, "No thanks, this counts as meal expenses."

With a seductive low hoarse voice mixed with a smile, he narrowly blinked at her.

Su Yan smiled.

He Zhe and Yu Zhou feel inexplicably that they should not exist. Tonight, because of this game, there seems to be something different between Su Yan and Qin Yuan.

"So happy, what are you talking about?"

At this moment, Qin Yun came back from the outside. She stomped her feet and put the box in her hand on the table. With a glance over, I saw that my younger brother, who was tall and strong, had long arms, would sit next to Su Yan every time, and then put his hand on the back of the chair to take advantage of her.

But that stupid woman, she still doesn't know anything.

"Qin Yuan, stay away from Susu!"

She narrowed her eyes and gave Qin Yuan a warning look.

He took out a bottle of red wine from the box and patted it on. "Susu, I found a bottle of good wine from home. Have a drink tonight?" She raised her eyebrows and smiled.

She just came back from the outside, and she was still exuding a chill.

Su Yan walked over to pick it up, nodded, "Okay!"

Although her body is not suitable for drinking, she is not willing to spoil Qin Yun's interest. A little red wine should be fine.

Su Yan rolled out the dough and moved the stuffing to the dining table. A group of people gathered around the table to do their own thing.

On the LCD TV in the living room, there are popular variety shows playing.

Qin Yuan's big hand has distinct joints, and his fingers are slender and clean. Even if it is covered with flour, it doesn't look wasteful at all.

He is very strong, and he broke several dumpling wrappers at first, but after finding a way later, the task of rolling dumpling wrappers was directly handed over to him.

The thickness is uniform, and each piece is round.

Unknowingly, a pile has been lost on the table, a beam of light fell on Su Yan's curly eyelashes, her skin was as fair as pink jade, Qin Yuan looked at it, then suddenly leaned over, reached out and rubbed her face , and asked with a smile: "Am I good?"

"Well--"

Su Yan hurriedly dodged for a while, but he still wiped a dab of flour on her face.

She cast a reproachful glance at him, and said vaguely, "Qin Yuan, stop making trouble."

He held a small piece of dough in his hand to play with, frowned and pretended to be wronged: "But I didn't make trouble, does my sister think I'm not good?"

Su Yan hated his wronged appearance the most, even knowing that he was pretending, she shook her head helplessly and praised him perfunctorily.