Chapter 325 Morning Light

'Fal your sister, if the young master regards this woman as a friend again, the young master will write her name upside down!' After swearing fiercely, Qin Yan tried his best to get up and get dressed and walked out of the door without seeing Ye Piaoling's figure.

However, he saw a very beautiful little girl standing at the end of the corridor, gently leaning against the wall, full of worried things.

Suddenly feeling Qin Yan's gaze, Xinxian turned around, a few rays of beautiful hair flashed through his eyes, and the melancholy in his eyes suddenly disappeared. She smiled: "Uncle, you push the door and walk without a sound. You are born with the potential to be a thief!"

Big...Uncle?

Although I made a little camouflage and a little darker and a little beard, it's not as good as an uncle!

Qin Yan smiled and said, "Little sister, hasn't you called for dinner over there? Why don't you go there?"

"Do you want to eat? I'm not in the mood." Xinxian tilted his head and curled his lips. "Uncle, I see that your eyes are distracted, dark, your footsteps are empty, and you may die at all times. You still have the appetite to eat. This mood is really admirable!"

Qin Yan's face stiffened and answered in a low voice, "No matter when you die, you can't forget to eat because you are worried."

He said and walked over the little girl to the front hall. Xin Xian smiled and actually followed.

"As the philosophers said in ancient times, even if you are destined, you should face it with a smile. Uncle, do you believe in this sentence?"

"No, I'm just a little hungry."

“......”

When Qin Yan came to the table, the other four had already eaten. Liu Wanyun raised her eyelids and glanced at him, but she didn't seem to see it. Ye Piaoling moved some positions for him with some surprise and said, "Brother Han, you get up! I just called you twice, but I didn't see your promise.

Qin Yan answered vaguely: "Just woke up." Sit down and start eating. He was really hungry. He tossed around all night last night, consumed a lot of energy, and urgently needed food supplements.

However, when he took a few bites, he felt something strange in his stomach and couldn't help stopping his chopsticks.

"Brother Han, what's wrong? The food doesn't suit your appetite?" Ye Piaoling asked with concern.

Qin Yan shook his head absent-mindedly: "I'm full."

I don't know why, I was very hungry just now, but I felt nauseous and uncomfortable when I ate it. Is it because of the bottom rebound caused by excessive hunger? Or was it the mutation caused by the body of Pigu after being tossed by Liu Wanyun last night?

In a word, I can't eat this meal. He put down his bowls and chopsticks, stroked his forehead, and felt a trace of energy change in his body.

The meaning of cold emerged from the bottom of the heart, penetrating the limbs and bones like fog. In a blink of an eye, it contracted sharply, condensed and dissolved, turning into a small cold current, quietly swimming all over the body and sinking into the spiritual platform.

This long-lost cold from the ice hell is spiritual power, trickling spiritual power! He held his chest with ecstasy, calmly controlled the spiritual power to run in the Zhoutian vein, and finally saw a ray of dawn in front of the long and bumpy road.

Qin Hongshi is eating meat.

A jar meat.

The jar meat is delicious, not to mention the jar meat in Jingyun Tower.

At present, food is a beautiful thing worth enjoying at any other moment. However, Master Qin San's eyes fell on the opposite side, and he felt that the extremely finely marinated jar meat in his mouth was a little less flavor. The girl's delicate cheeks slowed down his mouth and hands.

Master Qin originally thought that beauty and food were two major events in front of life, but today he knew that he was wrong. In front of beauty, any food would lose its flavor.

The Xinxian, who changed into white clothes, lay lazily on the chair. After only two bites of the meal, she picked up a book with a black leather cover and read it with interest.

When she concentrates, her face disappears from the murderous atmosphere she first saw a few days ago, and her slightly tender face bathed in the morning light, quiet and beautiful.

A gust of wind passed through the hall and brushed off the brocade hat on the girl's head. The girl's glazed eyes were still condensed on the book, and her left arm was gently bent, like a tender weeping willow. Her fingers gently touched the brocade hat that was about to roll over her hand, patted it, and put it back.

Many guests in the lobby looked here frequently, not to see Liu Wanyun's ice face that seemed to have been owed 50,000 taels of silver. If Fang Qiuyao hadn't sat with his sword too heroic, I'm afraid someone would have come up to talk to the glazed doll.

But Xinxian didn't seem to know how beautiful she was. She didn't care about the secretly sighs and praises of the guests, and only trapped herself in the world of the book. The tranquility of the morning has become a landscape. The wind is not light, disturbing a mess, like a painting, writing the charm of the morning light.

"Maybe he is only fourteen or five years old, and his expression is not a worldly expression, which makes people want to be seduced." Master Qin felt like a poet, so he touched Qin Yan's elbow and wanted to share the beauty of this scene with him.

Qin Yan raised his head and looked along his eyes and nodded casually.

Master Qin San is an open-minded, broad-minded and brave man. In Lu Li's words, he is a "wind-like man". At this time, he had long forgotten that the innocent girl's men were still stained with the blood of Uncle Wang and others, and recited a poem for the beautiful girl in the morning light: "Sugar, shy eyebrows, ink lotus fragrance, drunk and warm. Soft..."

Unfortunately, he probably only recited such a sentence. After reading it, he got stuck. Then he stared at the girl's graceful body with greedy eyes for a long time, patted Qin Yan, and whispered, "The little girl's waist is really slender and tender. It must be very exciting to twist in **."

He thought that his voice was very low, but in fact, several people here heard it clearly. Fang Qiuyao looks at his nose, nose, mouth and heart, and sit still. Liu Wanyun stared at the fat man fiercely and warned him not to ask for trouble.

As the party, the fairy did not respond, but a hidden smile flashed away at the corners of his mouth.

If the fat man notices her smile, he should remember that she had a similar look on her face when she killed Uncle Wang a few days ago. However, he is now focusing on examining the part above the waist of the little girl. Because it is covered by the black book, this job is a little difficult. Even with Master Qin's eyesight, he also came to a conclusion after observing for a long time: "It's a pity that the chest is a little small. Alas, the little sister still needs a pair of gentle hands to promote her growth. After thinking about it, only a man like you and me can shoulder this heavy responsibility, Brother Han, don't you think?

"The third young master is reasonable." Qin Yan nodded perfunctorily. He is at the critical time for his luck to enter the spiritual platform, and there is no time to talk nonsense with this lustful fat man. However, he didn't know that he immediately stabbed the hornet's nest.