I open a restaurant in Daqin

Chapter 715 Asleep

The female drivers outside left, but many of them hid secretly and spied around.

The sound in the attic did not stop for half an hour.

Even though those peeking secretly were old drivers, they were ashamed to hear it.

"what!"

"do not want!"

"It hurts too much, oops!"

This voice was the voice of Zhao Linger alone.

After half an hour, the voice became low, followed by a burst of sobs.

It seems that a certain savage princess couldn't take it anymore and was bullied to the point of crying.

Seeing the end of the show, those peeping female drivers faded away from the darkness one after another. Soon, letters of superstition began to fly out of the restaurant.

There is a saying that good things do not go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles.

As Qin Yong expected, he was destined to become famous overnight.

In the attic, Qin Yong leaned against the edge of the pool panting, holding a wine jar in his hand, drinking every sip, with a relaxed expression on his face.

But this didn't seem to be enough. After counting the time, I had a lot of trouble tonight, and now it's past midnight, and it's early morning.

Qin sneaked into the system interface with his consciousness and took a look, the big face had already disappeared.

His system interface actually had 3000 million more system influence out of thin air.

Qin Yong's eyes widened in an instant.

This is more than 3000 million, a full 32 million influence.

He clearly remembered that his previous influence was completely cleared. Why did he suddenly have so much more?

He came in to see the influence of the system at this moment because he knew that he would get a certain degree of influence liquidation every day.

No, the 32 influence in the back is obviously just obtained from liquidation.

But where did the 3000 million yuan come from?
Qin Yong investigated the records, good guy, his big fuss today can be said to have changed the entire pattern of Zhao Guo, and this is just the beginning, giving him 3000 million influence is small, after that, it is completely backward It's settled, he even has almost hundreds of millions of influence to claim.

This great thing almost drove Qin Yongle crazy.

At this moment, Qin Yong's mood felt like a roller coaster ride, with ups and downs, sometimes happy and sometimes unhappy, it was simply melancholy.

With so much influence, we don’t have to hide it anymore. Drinking is nothing, smoking a cigarette, that’s life!

Qin has never smoked with this body, so he has no craving for cigarettes, and he has never thought about it for so long.

But it's different now, he just wanted one.

With the same thought, I directly exchanged a pack of Huazi, took out one, and lit the lighter.

Leaning in the swimming pool, drinking with one hand and smoking with the other, the smoke filled the air and the aroma of the wine was indiscriminate. Good guy, that was really a treat.

Coupled with the sound of the woman crying, this scene looks evil at first glance.

Qin Yong swallowed the clouds, couldn't help looking back, and felt a burning sensation coming from the palm of his hand, Qin Yong snorted coldly, and said: "Don't cry, if you have the ability, go to Zhao Wang to sue me, just go and sue me." Say I've got you covered!"

Seeing this woman, Qin Yong looked unhappy again.

But he didn't think about it, at this moment, with a cigarette in his mouth and a drink in his hand, he kept pinching and pinching his palms, looking at a woman's expression, as rascal as she wanted.

"Woooooooo..."

"You wait, I'm not done with you!"

Zhao Ling'er's eyes were red from crying, she had never been so wronged in her life, to let a man spank her butt, and she couldn't struggle at all.

At this moment, she felt that her ass was numb.

Qin Yong was very annoyed just now, and he didn't show mercy at all.

If he hadn't thought that this woman was Zhao Wangyan's younger sister, had helped him before, and had been knocked out by so many people that this woman was in his room, he would have thought of killing this woman.

Although he was merciful, the vaping was still unavoidable.

Look, one buttock is numb, and the other palm is burning, that's really sharing weal and woe!

Qin Yong didn't bother to pay attention to what she said, snorted coldly, finished smoking the cigarette in two or three gulps, lifted the wine, drank the two big buckles of Gululu, and the injuries in his body were finally suppressed.

This woman's attack was really cruel, not to mention his five viscera were shaken, and his ribs were broken.

This jar of wine is still unbearable.

Then, Qin Yong took out two jars of wine in a row and drank them all, and then his body recovered.

He glared at Zhao Ling'er fiercely, but seeing this woman crying so earnestly, he still couldn't bear it, and said: "Next, you just wait for the news to spread, you sent it yourself, I don't care Be responsible. Don’t let King Zhao come to me, it’s useless to say anything!”

Look at what he said, full of ambiguity, like a scumbag who lifts his pants and refuses to recognize anyone.

The point is, this scumbag hasn't lifted his pants yet.

This time, Zhao Linger cried even more sadly.

Qin Yong shook his head, in front of Zhao Linger, he didn't care about it, stood up, walked aside without a trace, and began to put on his clothes.

Anyway, this woman watched what she should and what she shouldn't, and he didn't care anymore.

Soon, dressed neatly, Qin Yong didn't bother to talk to this woman, went to a room on the second floor, closed the door and went to sleep.

As for Zhao Ling'er downstairs, whether to leave or stay, he was too lazy to care.

Anyway, the misunderstandings are all misunderstandings, and it is superfluous to make up for them now.

He had to think carefully about how to explain this matter to Ying Zheng.

To say that Ying Zheng is really good to him.

But in the final analysis, since ancient times, kings have been suspicious.

This is not to be blamed on the king, in fact, no matter which one holds a huge country in his hand, he will be cautious and walk on thin ice, unless it is those fools, who are called faint kings.

In any case, Qin Yong didn't want Ying Zheng to be suspicious of him.

If one day the brothers turned against each other, what would happen?
But this matter, how could he, Qin Yong, be able to solve it if he wanted to?

After being silent for a long time and thinking for a long time, my eyes gradually became blurred.

After all, Qin Yong consumed too much today. Although the true energy can flow slowly and the physical strength can make up for it, the energy is different, and the energy needs rest to recover.

Before he knew it, Qin Yong fell asleep.

Below, in the bath, the water was getting colder.

The current weather is just beginning to melt the snow, and it is still very cold.

Zhao Ling'er has experienced a lot today, and crying is the most exhausting energy.

Weeping and crying, before I knew it, I fell asleep in the bath.

Suddenly, a chill hit, Zhao Linger opened her eyes in a daze, and quickly climbed out of the bath.

This time, it was even colder, and the whole body was wet, which was simply uncomfortable.

But looking around, apart from the bloody coat that Qin Yong was still wearing before, there were no other clothes around.

Although Zhao Ling'er is bold, she still needs face. How could she go out to find clothes at this time?

No way, it can only be found in the attic.

It turned out that it was okay if I didn't look for it, but when I looked for it, something happened again.

(End of this chapter)