The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

Yan Rong finished reading the first report, closed it casually, went to the bottom of the pile of documents, and pulled out another one, wanting to continue reading.

Master Yan moved his body to the right.

Yan Rong followed closely and leaned over.

"Master Marshal, this is the reconstruction report from the financial officer. It includes compensation for businesses, resettlement of star citizens, and..."

Young Master Yan remained calm and moved back slowly.

Yan Rong moved forward without squinting.

Yan Tao...

Young Master Yan's peach blossom eyes were filled with brilliance. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly bumped into something furry at his feet.

She raised her eyebrows carelessly, looking into the blue eyes of the baby Shang Zong,

A few months have passed, and the furry little ball has grown a lot, and the hair on the body has become more fluffy and soft.

The little guy was rubbing his head against Yan Tao's ankle, acting coquettishly.

"Meow……"

By the way, call twice.

The tone was full of dissatisfaction and accusation.

You are such an incompetent shit shoveler, you actually left me like this!

I'm going to give you a bad review!

Bad review!

Zong Baobao meowed and waved its tender pink plum claws at Yan Tao.

Master Yan curled his lips and smiled, then bent down to pick up the little furry thing.

"I haven't seen you for a few months, and I've gained a lot of weight."

Master Yan commented coolly.

Zong Baobao was hung in the air by the back of her neck, waving her claws at her unscrupulous man.

Master Yan curled his lips and smiled.

"Why are you the only one, where is Chuxue?"

Let the baby tilt his head.

Chuxue had lazily walked over and lay down next to Yan Tao, resting her big furry head on her fleshy paws.

Then, the big head tilted and hit Yan Tao's waist directly.

By the way, he growled twice.

Stupid two-legged beast, where is my shit-sweeper?

Naturally, Master Yan could not understand what a tiger said.

She held Zong Baobao in her arms, pressed her right hand on the big word "王" on Chuxue's forehead, and used force to ravage it.

It feels good to have a ball of fluffy stuff in your arms.

Young Master Yan was ravaging the big tiger when he suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked at it up and down again: "Are you fat?"

Look at this appearance, she is fatter than when she first saw her.

At that time, Chuxue was majestic and muscular,

Now……

Turned into a ball of fat?

Although it is still a majestic horse, it has lost its majesty compared to its previous appearance in the early snow.

Chuxue was still lying there majestically.

As for Yan Tao's comments, just pretend not to have heard them.

Young Master Yan suddenly reached out and touched Chu Xue's chin.

He said seriously: "Chu Xue, you have a double chin. You fat tiger!"

"If you are too fat, you won't be able to find a girlfriend in the future!"

First snow...! !

You stupid Twoleg!

This King is the Lord of Ten Thousand Hands.

I won't be able to find a girlfriend.

snort! !

At this moment, Yan Rong had stopped reading helplessly.

There was no way, his marshal didn't listen to him at all.

Even if he reads it ten or eight times, it is still in vain.

Simply don't waste time.

Master Yan waved his hand casually.

A bodyguard immediately ran up from a distance.

He bowed to the young man and saluted: "Marshal."

Master Yan patted Chu Xue's forehead with his palm: "Who is feeding them these days?"

The guard's expression stiffened slightly, and after a moment he said hesitantly: "It's... the former adjutant."

"After they moved into the Marshal's Mansion, he was always responsible for feeding them."