Chapter 766 : Donate!

"If you like, I can leave the casino to you. Is that all right?" Qin Kun directly stopped her waist and picked Jiao Chuo up, "I'll give you whatever you like."

Jiao Chuo curled his lips, "That's more or less the same. But I heard that Qiqi is a beautiful woman of the highest quality. How can you not be tempted at all?"

"Cough." Qin Kun felt guilty and said, "Well, I haven't thought..."

"Only fools believe you!" Jiao Chuo pinched Qin Kun's face and said, "Looking at your eyes, I knew you would never let her go, right?"

Qin Kun put Jiao Chuo on the big bed and laughed, "Who knows me, baby..."

"It's so numb!" Jiao Chuo had goosebumps all over his body. This guy was so bad. God knows how many women this guy had.

You should know that she had sworn before that she would never look for a man who was half-hearted, but now that she was well, she went straight to a man who was half-hearted.

Jiao Chuo gave Qin Kun a resentful look, but now that she was eaten up by the bad guy, it was too late to regret it, wasn't it??

Two hours later, Jiao Chuo had already fallen asleep in Qin Kun's arms. Qin Kun leaned against the bed, hugged Jiao Chuo, lit a cigarette and took a puff.

Ou Zhanghong is dead, the stu family has a list, and he is not in a hurry, so the next step is only the Guan family.

Looking at the woman in his arms, Qin Kun put out the cigarette in his hand and closed his eyes with Jiao Chuo in his arms.

The next morning, Jiao Chuo opened his eyes in a daze and subconsciously touched the side, which was empty.

The bad guy ran away again?!

Just when Jiao Chuo was a little angry, the door opened and qin kun put on an apron and said, "Why did you wake up so early? Don't you sleep a little longer?"

"You, you're cooking?"

Qin Kun took the shovel and said, "Yes, it's done. Wash up and try my cooking."

"Wear it for me!" Jiao Chuo opened her arms and her plump figure was exposed to Qin Kun's gaze.

This little demon...

Qin Kun untied her apron, picked Jiao Chuo up from the bed, and hung him on her body, "Or else we can go down like this?"

"You're dead!" Jiao Chuo's face turned red in an instant, remembering the crazy intimacy between the two of them last night. It seemed that they were carried out by Qin Kun, but the difference was that Qin Kun was still wearing clothes...

"Really? Is that because I'm bad enough that you love me so much?"

Jiao Chuo curled his lips, "I'm not messing with you anymore. Let me down. I'll get dressed..."

"What else are we going to do?" Qin Kun threw Jiao Chuo on the bed and jumped on her without her permission...

The two of them had been in bed for half an hour before Jiao Chuo put on his clothes and glared at Qin Kun angrily, "You're dead. He hasn't brushed his teeth yet!"

Qin Kun said shamelessly, "It's okay, I don't dislike you..."

"You..." Jiao Chuo was so convinced that the bad guy could say anything, "I won't tell you."

After a while, Qin Kun had brought Jiao Chuo to the table. There were four dishes and a soup on the table. In delicate words, Qin Kun's food was absolutely delicious.

There weren't so many top chefs in the ancient martial arts world, and the best were just some top chefs hired from outside. She had eaten a lot of delicacies, but compared to Qin Kun's cooking, they were simply weak...

"How is it? Is it good?"

"Mmm, delicious!" Jiao Chuo kept nodding her head and her mouth was greasy. She had never had such a delicious breakfast.

Qin Kun tasted them one by one. It seemed that they could only be barely eaten. The key was that there were few ingredients and spices in Jiao Chuo's villa. Even the stoves were new. There were no oil stains on them.

However, it seems that Jiao Chuo's position in the stu family does not need to cook in person.

"Will you cook for me every day from now on?" After eating two bowls of rice, Jiao Chuo reluctantly put down the bowls and chopsticks. It was not that she didn't want to eat anymore, but that she was afraid that she would gain weight if she ate too much.

Especially at her current age, she would gain weight if she ate anything. If she relaxed a little, she would have a chance to gain weight.

Even if it wasn't for herself, she would never become a little fat for Qin Kun. Otherwise, if Qin Kun dumped her one day, wouldn't she have nowhere to cry?

"As long as you like it, I always make it for you."

Jiao Chuo's eyes suddenly turned red, "But you will leave here sooner or later. I, I am a little reluctant."

She had just experienced the pain of being hurt by a man. When she thought that qin kun would leave the ancient martial arts world after he had finished his work, she could not even imagine how she would endure here after Qin Kun left.

The most painful thing in the world should be the international love. Even though communication is very developed now, you can video and phone calls, but you can't feel or feel the warmth of your man.

At the thought of this, Jiao Chuo felt strangely uncomfortable.

"What are you thinking?" Qin Kun rubbed Jiao Chuo's little head and said softly, "If you can't bear to part with me, you can come back with me."

Jiao Chuo looked up and said, "Can I go back with you?"

"Of course." Qin Kun doted on her and said, "But I want to make it clear to you first. When you get back, you will see my other women. When the time comes..."

"Will they trouble me?" Jiao Chuo felt a little guilty. After all, she was a married woman. Even though her husband had passed away for many years, she had not officially divorced. Just following Qin Kun like this, she always felt that it was unfair to Qin Kun.

"Absolutely not!"

Jiao Chuo got up and went to Qin Kun's side, sat directly on his lap, put his arms around Qin Kun's neck, and rested his little head on his shoulder, "After these days, I will announce my divorce to my people, and then we can be together openly."

"Yes, everything is up to you." Qin Kun thought about it and said, "By the way, I have a lot of antiques here. Is there any way I can donate them to a museum? After all, this is our country's property. It's time for things to return to their original owners after so many years of wandering outside."

Jiao Chuo didn't understand what Qin Kun meant by "A lot," but she was also chinese, so she naturally had no opinions about donating antiques to the national museum.

"Well, if you really want to donate, I can help you." Jiao Chuo smiled and said, "In fact, you can donate yourself. Are you going to donate in your own name?"

Qin Kun shook his head and said, "Just sign it."

As the words fell, the villa was instantly filled with all kinds of ancient paintings and cultural relics, a room full of almost no place to go.

Jiao Chuo's eyes widened in surprise, "So many!"