The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 34 Here comes the money giver

Yan Tao happily sent a flirty text message with her new mobile phone.

Xiaoqi: Master, in the future, the young lady's mobile phone is turned off, so I can't receive your messages.

Yan Tao raised his eyebrows, his peach-blossom eyes were full of charm, and he curled his lips into a slight smile.

so what?

The first text message her daughter-in-law received after getting off the plane.

It should be hers.

Xiaoqi, as a system, said that he couldn't understand your strange ideas at all.

"Master, we seem to have guests at home."

Yan Tao glanced over, and saw an Audi sports car parked at the gate of the small farmyard, the black body exudes low-key luxury.

She pursed her lips suddenly, stepped into the yard with long legs, and smiled slightly on her exquisite eyebrows. Look, the money giver is here.

A month has passed, and the small vegetables and flowers planted by Grandma Jiang have sprouted, and the small white and yellow wild flowers in the nearby field are blooming prosperously, lush and full of sunshine, full of vitality.

The young man strode across the bushes with long legs, picked off two small wild flowers that were in full bloom, and put them behind Granny Jiang's ears after entering the door, "Grandma, do you like it?"

Granny Jiang touched the little wild flower with her old hand, her smiling eyes narrowed into crescent moons, she took Yan Tao's hand and made her sit down, "I like it, my eldest grandson is the most filial..."

Saito and Tuan sat on the chair, their eyes settled on the boy's godlike face, and then they were covered for three seconds.

Is there really such a good-looking person in the world?
This young man seems to be born with a sense of mystery, with ancient rhymes flowing in his gestures and gestures, and a smile on his eyebrows, which makes people feel good.

Saitohe was about to speak, but Granny Jiang introduced him with a smile, "President Qi, Tao Tao is back, if you have anything to do, just tell him!"

"Old lady, don't make fun of me."

Yan Tao is a big fat man, although his temperament is astonishing, his facial features are all squeezed by flesh, how can he be alone with this heavenly handsome boy.

"Old lady, I really need your grandson's help here in a hurry."

You can do me a favor, let me see him quickly!
Saitokazu's heart is bleeding.

Why couldn't he learn his lesson and trust Yan Tao after suffering a loss once?
It's all right now.

The hotel caught fire every three days, for no reason or reason.

Put the water and put the fire extinguisher, the door is broken, it's up!
Mr. Qi's heart is bleeding!
Those things that were burned were all the money he earned every penny through his hard work.

The corners of the boy's peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, and his thin lips held a mysterious and elegant smile. In an instant, the boy in front of him suddenly overlapped with the person he saw a month ago.

That kind of mysterious and extremely noble elegance that people can't understand, faintly, but far away and profound.

Yan Tao raised the corners of his lips lightly, with an elegant and slow voice, "Boss Qi didn't listen to me, and built a pool?"

Saitohe showed a bit of embarrassment on his face, "This... the subordinates are not doing their job well, and brother Yan's good intentions were wasted in vain, brother, I am ashamed."

Yan Tao raised his eyebrows and did not reveal it, leaning over to take the teacup and pour tea.

She didn't speak, and the room fell into silence for a while.

Saitohe secretly groaned in his heart.

This young man was obviously very young, and he sat on the sofa leisurely and elegantly.

The demeanor is lazy, but invisibly exudes an extremely powerful aura.

Saito and Kazuo, who had seen the big wind and waves, were sweating a little. He wanted to speak several times, but he couldn't open his mouth. His lips moved. Under the young man's indifference, he could only swallow the words that came to his mouth.

He watched this picturesque young man drinking tea, in the mist curling up, the delicate facial features seemed like a person in a myth.

(End of this chapter)