Chapter 1127 (1/2)

Qin Zong nodded slightly. He had almost eaten and began to drink soup.

The soup bowl is full of ginger slices.

Lord Qin ate a mouthful of ginger.

He took the bowl and his eyes paused.

Not only ginger slices, but also some other seasonings. The smell filled his mouth, which made master Qin's Jianmei wrinkle tightly.

Master Qin's mouth was full of ginger slices. His eyebrows loosened slowly and chewed and swallowed slowly.

Melon eaters clenched their fists: shit!

There are so many ginger and spices that I can eat it!

Young master Yan put his slender legs together at random, held Qin Zong's hand, put down the soup bowl, smiled and looked at him, ”Zong Zong, it's shameful to waste food.”

”Besides, I specially served it for you.”

Xiao Qi: tut.

The master's revenge.

Yan Tao: hum!

I'm forced to do this. I don't believe he won't talk to me!

The onlookers trembled with fear: young master Yan is so terrible

It's a bowl full of ginger slices mixed with spices

The slender fingertips of the young man pressed on the edge of the soup bowl. The peach blossom eyes looked like a smile. Qin Zong glanced at him, raised his hand silently and drank the soup.

One bite

Two

Qin Zong was so cold that he drank it one mouthful at a time.

Not a drop left.

The melon eaters were stunned with their rice bowls.

I just felt that what I saw had subverted their previous imagination.

no

My idol is not like this!

They recalled the major general Qin they had seen in the past.