V3.Chapter 87

Qin Fan's words had a great impact on Sihuang. After a short period of stunned, the black-haired young man suddenly burst into laughter.

This smile bloomed on Sihuang's face, the corners of his mouth raised without laughing, but gave Qin Fan a kind of brilliance and enthusiasm like a summer flower, so pure that there was no haze at all.

For a moment, Qin Fan regretted that he hadn't said this to Sihuang earlier and made this decision, even if it was just to get such a smile.

This kind of thinking is irrational and unrighteous, but Qin Fan suddenly understood why there were emperors in ancient history who were willing to play tricks on the princes for the sake of a concubine's smile.

"What I want, I have always been fighting for it myself." Si Huang said with a smile, "I can't get someone to give it to me."

She didn't deliberately ignore what Qin Fan said.

It's just that for Sihuang, it's enough for Qin Fan to say this sentence, she doesn't want Qin Fan to change anything for her.

Qin Fan's face turned dark, and after staring at Si Huang for a while, he said, "Go and eat."

Si Huang nodded, not understanding why Qin Fan's temper suddenly changed so much, could it be because of menopause?

How did she know that if she was used to being independent and self-improving, and didn't want to use Qin Fan, it would be tantamount to rejecting and pushing him away for a certain man.

Qin Fan was dissatisfied that even Yifan and Dou Wenqing could participate in Sihuang's plan, but insisted on resisting him.

The more Si Huang pushed, Qin Fanyue felt that he could no longer manipulate her, and sometimes he couldn't be soft when it was time to be decisive, such as dealing with the previous mission.

Just after lunch, Sihuang went to make a phone call to explain something to Ivan and Dou Wenqing.

The former still had an attitude of pointing and hitting, while the latter waited coldly for Si Huang to finish speaking, and then replied, 'Yes. 'No further words.

Si Huang doesn't mind his indifference, this kind of attitude is suitable for their cooperative relationship.

During Sihuang's phone call, Qin Fan stared at her without saying a word, and when she put down the phone to ask about the computer, she stretched out her hand and hugged her horizontally.

"It's only seven o'clock." Si Huang didn't know what Qin Fan's behavior meant, turned over and was about to jump off.

The two iron arms held her tightly and did not let her leave, but instead brought their bodies closer together.

When Qin Fan spoke, his chest was shaking, "Do you really think that a candy and a few words can buy you off?"

Si Huang blinked, "Then I'll give you a few more."

Qin Fan ignored her scoundrel, carried her to the bed in the bedroom on the second floor of the bookstore, and pressed her up without giving Si Huang any chance to react.

"Didn't you miss me? I also let you feel and feel, I miss you so much!" The words on his mouth were both fierce and cruel, making people imagine the coming storm.

In fact, Qin Fan's actions were not rough with his words so fierce, and there was no shortage of caresses that should be done before the perfect union.

It's just that most of the time before, Qin Fan didn't talk much and just worked hard to be realistic, but today he unexpectedly talked a lot.

"Is it comfortable? Huh? It's comfortable here, or here?"

"Do you have the feeling of rapid heartbeat, blood boiling, and the skin on your body is red."

"Who gives you more physical stimulation, remember this feeling clearly!"

"You say, if you still want to do it, I will do it."

Si Huang has long known that Qin Fan's voice is very sexy when he is emotional, and it makes people feel itchy when he is panting and growling. Now that he speaks with this voice and cooperates with his actions, Si Huang feels more shameful. She is too lazy to answer Qin Fan's voice. Van said these nonsense, as soon as he stretched out his arms, he wrapped his arm around the neck of a certain animal, and grabbed the hair on the back of his head with one hand and pressed it down.

Cover Qin Fan's lips with your own lips, blocking all his words, in exchange for a hot deep kiss.

When the two separated due to lack of breathing, their lips were red, swollen and moist.

Si Huang met Qin Fan's red and black eyes, "Be careful."

Qin Fan sneered.

The sneer at the corner of Sihuang's mouth was covered in honey the next moment, "I like whatever you do."

Qin Fan was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes turned red.

In other respects, he hasn't proved that he is useful, but on the bed, Qin Fan proved to Sihuang that he is really useful!

Si Huang's words were like undoing the shackles of a wild beast. Afterwards, Si Huang understood that a man who has been holding back for two months is not easy to deal with, especially an animal like Qin Fan whose energy is beyond ordinary people.

The next morning, Qin Fan woke up and looked at Si Huang, who was still sleeping with her eyes closed on the bed. She leaned on the bed and reached out to touch her hair. strongman.

Qin Fan touched Sihuang's hair to her cheek, and it took a while before he got up, went to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth, and when he came out after getting dressed, he saw Sihuang had opened his eyes, squinting slightly to look this way.

"Where are you going?" Si Huang said, his voice still a little hoarse.

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his head to check the time of the bedside alarm clock, but didn't notice Qin Fan's tense body because of her voice.

"Six o'clock? Morning?"

"Yeah." Qin Fan came over and pulled up the thin quilt to cover Sihuang's body, "Go ahead and sleep, I'll do something."

Si Huang was indeed still sleepy, she felt like it was four o'clock in the morning when she went to sleep.

"Remember to buy a mobile phone."

"Okay." Qin Fan replied.

His previous mobile phone was destroyed during the mission, so Si Huang couldn't get through to him.

After watching Sihuang fall asleep with his eyes closed, Qin Fan went downstairs. The old man who was in charge of the bookstore downstairs saw him and came over to deliver an invitation to him.

The exterior packaging of the invitation card is classic and elegant, combining modern and western medieval elements, the dark green surface color and golden red lines, it is not an exaggeration to collect it.

After Qin Fan opened the invitation and read it at a glance, he didn't hesitate to tear it up.

"I'll go out for a while, keep the porridge warm, and eat it when Sihuang gets up." Qin Fan walked to the basement.

The old man yelled, "Qilin," and then said, "You're not very prudent in doing this."

Qin Fan's expression was light, "It's nothing to be unsteady, others have bullied me, there is no reason why I can't return it."

The old man: "... I don't think he suffered a disadvantage."

Qin Fan's eyes widened, his fierceness was revealed, and his eyes were full of violence, "If he suffers, you won't see Master talking to you here calmly!"

Old man: "..."

A few minutes later, Qin Fan walked out with a personal-high sack, and the old man followed. He watched Qin Fan throw the sack into the trunk of a car, got out of the driver's seat and drove away.

The car drove for half an hour and arrived at the parking lot of a villa. As soon as Qin Fan stopped the car, someone came to help him open the door.

Qin Fan came out, went to the trunk to take out the sack, and strode into the villa.

The thick curtains covered the hall of the villa in the dark, and there were several candlesticks lit inside. For modern society, there are really too few people who still use candles when they have lights. I don’t know if I thought it was because there was a power outage.

When Jason, who was waiting at the door, saw Qin Fan and the sack in his hand, his face turned pale, and he reached out to take the sack.

Qin Fan clicked his tongue lowly, and Jason's movements froze.

"Arnold." A majestic yet elegant voice sounded, "Long time no see, please sit down."

As soon as these words came out, Jason's face became even more ugly, and he asked Qin Fan to take his place with a low eyebrow.

As soon as Qin Fan sat down on the single sofa, he saw the old man sitting opposite him.

The other party is not young, but it can be seen that he is full of energy, there are not many wrinkles on his face, platinum hair, and purple eyes, it is conceivable that he was a handsome guy when he was young, even if he is old now, He is also a handsome old man.

"Dells." Facing the old man, Qin Fan's attitude was still calm, and he called the other person's name with an equal attitude.

Zhansen, who was standing by the side, felt incredible in his heart, and could no longer deceive himself or others. In fact, since he passed the news to the family yesterday, when Mr. Dels rushed to country Y overnight and warned him not to act rashly, he should have understood that this man named Arnold from country Z was more serious than he imagined. Scary lot.

"I want Arthur's blood, and Leo Pierce's life."

These words sounded along with the address, causing Jason to raise his head suddenly, staring at Qin Fan in disbelief.

In contrast, the old man Dels was much calmer, and responded to Qin Fan calmly, "This is just an unsuccessful hunt, a small emotional problem."

Qin Fan said: "He is my life."

This was spoken in English, so Qin Fan used the male version of him.

The old man Dels frowned and stared at Qin Fan, as if he was considering the truth of his words.

Qin Fan's face was dimly lit under the dancing candlelight, and the emotion in his eyes was even more difficult for people to peek at, but his tone was too easy to understand, "This is my request, there is no room for bargaining."

Old man Dels: "...I thought you would be more cautious and shouldn't be so sharp."

"I'll say it again, he is my life!" Qin Fan's mouth curled up in a cruel arc, and he stomped down.

The person in the sack was stepped on, and there were muffled groans and blood-spitting sounds.

The old man Dels' eyelids twitched.

Jason's face changed even more, he wanted to speak but held back.

Qin Fan looked at the old man Dels, the soles of his feet were grinding the people below, as if there was a dead thing in the sack.

Three seconds later, the old man Dels backed down: "One hundred milliliters, let your little friend drink it, and he will no longer be affected by Arthur."

"Not enough." Qin Fan's face was stern.

The old man Dels twitched his eyebrows, and then his face finally changed.

Qin Fan also stated his purpose, "I want him to bleed."

The so-called bloodletting, for the people of the Stoke family, one time of excessive blood loss will also reduce the ability of blood vessels, which will cause great damage to themselves.

"It's impossible!" The old man Dels' tone became more serious, and he persuaded Qin Fan, "Let your little friend drink Arthur's blood, not only will he be immune to Arthur's temptation, but it will also be good for him."

Qin Fan's tone was colder and darker than his, "It's impossible, if he wants to drink blood, he also drinks mine."

The same is impossible, but in the immediate situation, it is necessary to make a certain impossibility possible.

As soon as Qin Fan finished speaking, his gaze towards Dels was completely cold, and he stretched out his hand to the sack without any hesitation or pause.

The old man Dels's old hand tightened suddenly, "I promise you!" Gritting his teeth, he said, "...you madman!"

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Catch up! Catch up! It’s been so long, Liang Liang, you finally got mad, it’s not easy~ Where’s everyone’s fat~?