Rebirth of the National Male God: Master Quan, Fancy Favorite

"Sister Yan, what are you talking about with Brother Zhao, are you so happy?"

Cheng Fei approached happily and asked.

Qu Yizhao sat lazily on the wine-red sofa, a pair of black eyes floating in a hazy mist.

Holding Qing Muzhi and Su Xiaoyan on the left and right, he smiled lazily at Cheng Fei, and a hoarse voice sounded: "Discuss when to take my two little ancestors out to buy clothes."

Cheng Fei's lips moved slightly, a trace of jealousy flashed across his eyes, he gave Qu Yizhao a thumbs up, and laughed: "Brother Zhao is so lucky."

Qing Muzhi and Su Xiaoyan are well-known beauties in Haiyu Middle School, and there are so many people chasing them that they can walk around Haiyu.

Cheng Fei is one of Su Xiaoyan's suitors, and because of Su Xiaoyan, he didn't play with his younger brother Cheng Mu, but mixed with Qu Yizhao and others.

It's a pity that Su Xiaoyan doesn't like Cheng Fei at all, and has no feelings for him, which makes Cheng Fei more determined to pursue Su Xiaoyan.

According to Su Xiaoyan's words, Cheng Fei was just born cheap.

"What kind of luck am I? Accompanying the two aunts, carrying bags for them, and running around with them."

Qu Yizhao grinned, showing an expression of "don't let me down".

"Tsk, brother Zhao, you're taking advantage of it and acting like a good boy! There are two beautiful women from Qing Dynasty and beautiful women from Su with you, so it's fine if you don't know how to be grateful, and you are still angry with us."

Wan Yuqu winked at him exaggeratedly, and said tsk-tsk.

Everyone booed one after another.

"That's right, brother Zhao, you are too mean."

"Brother Zhao, if you say that, the two beauties beside you will be sulking."

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"..."

Cheng Fei gritted his teeth and looked at Qu Yizhao, clenched his fists, his bloodshot eyes were full of jealousy.

Qu Yizhao tilted his head, and glanced at Cheng Fei with a half-smile, which scared Cheng Fei into a wit.

...

"What's the sound? Why is it so noisy?"

Qing Muzhi leaned on Qu Yizhao's body, brushed Weibo with his mobile phone, frowned and said.

"Brother Qu, Brother Zhao, Dongzi and Chen Ming's gang are fighting!"

A boy rushed over and said anxiously.

"Xiaoxiao, you and Muzhi are here. When something happens, go through the back door. Wanzi, let's go over and see what's going on."

Qu Yizhao comforted the two girls, stretched his neck and wrists, and said to Wan Yuqu.

Qu Yizhao's "Let's see what's going on" is naturally not just about looking.

Seeing Qu Yizhao's excited look, Wan Yuqu also became excited. Qu Yizhao spent money to settle things like this before.

Listening to this today, both in and out of the words revealed the intention of having a fight, which made Wan Yuqu and all the boys present very excited.

"Well, I've long been displeased with their group of grandchildren."

Wan Yuqu showed his big white teeth, and there was a creaking sound between his fingers.

He secretly glanced at Qu Yizhao who was sitting on the sofa in the shadows.

What's up with this guy? What stimulated you? This change is also a little big.

Qu Yizhao picked up a wine bottle, raised his head to the boy who came to report the letter, and beckoned him to lead the way.

...

In the semi-open box on the second floor of the bar, a tall shadow looked at Qu Yizhao and the others on the first floor with an unclear expression, showing a stern smile.

"Young master?"

A fat middle-aged man smiled obsequiously at the shadow, and asked cautiously and respectfully.

"continue."

The elegant and deep voice is calm and calm, like a gust of wind, which makes some people feel comfortable and refreshed, but makes some people sweat all over their backs.