Chapter 1695

The world's most handsome and fat?

These few words made Zhao Sanpang, who was about to walk into the back kitchen, stiffen his back suddenly, and there seemed to be something faintly heating in his frozen chest.

Zhao Sanpang clenched his fingers tightly, and turned around.

The twilight just shone in.

At that moment, the fireworks were lifted.

It seemed that the light that filled the sky could be reflected in the black eyes of that person.

The man looked like a teenager.

Wearing the uniform of a courier, he is tall and slender, with a hat on his head, revealing the silver inside.

There is also a black earring on the boy's ear, exuding a faint glow.

The brim of the hat hides the angular profile.

All that remains is the stunning arc of the chin.

I saw that person, with thin lips half hooked evilly, and the soles of his feet seemed to be able to crush the galaxy.

When looking at him, there is a sense of ridicule in a lazy way.

"Fuck, fuck!"

This was Zhao Sanpang's first reaction.

He was so excited that he even took off his mask, and even forgot that there was someone beside him: "Little Spade! Why are you! Why are you back?"

Little spades?

The girls who were eating over there all looked this way after hearing this sentence.

I saw the "courier" raised his hand and took off his hat.

The silver hair fell like light shattering.

The boy raised his hand and pressed the silver hair behind his head, revealing that perfect face like a devil,

Those brows and eyes are terribly good-looking.

As before, full of camouflage.

"I wanted to deliver a courier quietly, but seeing how handsome you are, I couldn't hold back and showed up." Bo Jiu curled up his mouth slightly, with his left hand holding his trouser pocket and his right hand holding a small wooden box, just like a demon deacon in comics.

The girls looked a little dazed.

All movements seemed to be slowed down.

Black, spades z! ?

Is it really the Z of Spades? !

Bo Jiu didn't look at them, walked slowly towards Zhao Sanpang, raised his eyebrows: "Fatty, don't you see what I sent?"

"Wait a minute!" Zhao Sanpang looked behind her: "You will definitely not be alone, my deadly enemy, Qin Xinji, where is Qin Wusha? Where is he?"

Bo Jiuxiang felt quite a headache: "Recently he always neglects me, a single person like you will not have the troubles I have."

Zhao Sanpang: ...I was asking you where he is, and I didn't ask you to pierce my heart. What if he really wants to throw him out now!

"But I really didn't come alone." Bo Jiu turned sideways.

There was a person walking in with a small schoolbag on his back, holding a bunch of food in his hands, all of which were bought for her by her master along the way, which made the little guy want to sigh.

But because that face was so good-looking, there was no emotion at all.

So it only looks like a kind of contrast.

"Little facial paralysis is here too!" Zhao Sanpang went up to touch his head, you know he likes little bey very much.

Bo Jiuyi blocked: "Fatty Master, this is my apprentice, just touch your head, touch one hundred."

The corners of Zhao Sanpang's mouth twitched when he heard the words, the scourge could indeed last for thousands of years, and the same goes for money lovers.

"Seriously, what are you doing back here, don't tell me..." Zhao Sanpang glanced at the girls over there who were obviously gone: "Because of these?"

Bo Jiu followed his gaze and looked over.

Suddenly smiled.

That smile is really charming.

"Fat Master." Bo Jiu's voice is slow, always evil: "In my eyes, these are just normal human nature. If someone does a show, someone will cheer. Do you think it's worth my trip? I'm here for you."