Chapter 597: Making Excuses for Rubbing Rice
In fact, even if you replenish blood, you don't need to eat it all at once.
An Yin also scared Jin Peng, and when she heard her aunt say this, she hurriedly said: "Auntie, I remembered wrong, I don't need pork liver, I don't need to buy it." β
Qin Jian is the proud protΓ©gΓ© of Old Man Rong, and it is normal to come to Old Man Rong's house to eat, but An Yin has an intuition that Qin Jian will bring Jin Peng to eat because she said that day that she would come to cook for Old Man Rong on the weekend.
Qin Jian is here, and An Yin can't even say hello.
He took a deep breath and walked to the balcony.
Qin Jian leaned against the railing.
A short black trench coat, black trousers, and a lit cigarette on his finger are very handsome.
Leaning on the old balcony, there is not the slightest sense of disobedience.
"Third Young Master!"
Qin Jian raised his eyes to look at her, and the corners of his mouth hooked, which was considered a response.
An Yin stood for a while, and when he saw that he didn't have anything to say, he began to withdraw, "I'll cook." β
"Hmm."
An Yin left the balcony, walked to the kitchen, and heard Old Man Rong say in the living room: "Rong Xun, Qin Jian, you two boys, I haven't practiced for a long time, go to the backyard and have a fight for me." β
An Yin 'chuckled' in her heart, Qin Jian was injured, and hurriedly pricked up her ears to listen to the following.
Rong Xun said: "I'll eat in a while, don't fight." β
Old Man Rong said: "An Yin just entered the kitchen, how can it take an hour, let alone one, just a few fights." β
Qin Jian entered the house, "I can't move." β
"Why can't you move?" Old Man Rong was stunned.
Jin Peng looked at the phone and snorted, "My brother, I was just beaten by the old man, and the injuries on my body are not healed. β
"Badly hurt?"
Old Man Rong and Rong Xun looked at Qin Jian together.
"It's okay!" Qin Jian's expression was quite light.
Jin Peng said: "I've been eating pork liver for two days. β
"So you came to rub the rice and escape the pork liver?" Rong Xun's expression became a little complicated when he looked at Qin Jian.
Qin Jian coughed dryly, "I haven't accompanied the teacher for a while, so I'll accompany the teacher and have a meal by the way." β
Rong Xun seemed to be smiling, but he no longer revealed Qin Jian's bottom.
Except for the werewolf clan, only a very few people know the details of the Qin clan, but the ancestors and grandchildren of Old Man Rong are the very few people who know the details of the Qin clan.
can make Qin Jian admit that he is seriously injured and can't fight, it is really seriously injured.
Qin Jian is Qin Hongzhang's baby bump, Qin Hongzhang can make such a heavy hand, which shows that Qin Jian committed a major matter in the clan.
Regarding the matter of the werewolf clan, Old Man Rong was not easy to ask, and said: "Since we can't use martial arts, let's write a letter." I've just completed a new strategic deployment, and you two will see if anyone can break it. β
Rong Xun quipped, "He is not the People's Liberation Army, you have thoroughly studied all the strategic deployments for him, so you are not afraid that if he defects to the enemy one day, he will use what you learned to fight us?" β
Qin Jian glanced at Rong Xun with disdain, "You're afraid that I will lose to me, so you will work hard." β
"This kid is crazy."
Old Man Rong glanced at Qin Jian, Qin Jian has a good foundation, is smart, and learns everything quickly and well.
The most regrettable thing in his life is that Qin Jian was poisoned when he was young, and when he was poisoned, he couldn't suppress his genes and couldn't join the army.
A cane hit Rong Xun on the back, "Your junior brother is right, you can't make progress by yourself, but you pressure others not to learn to maintain your status." β
After the old man finished training, he walked into the study.
Rong Xun looked at Qin Jian, Qin Jian also looked at him, and when he met his eyes, he raised his eyebrows lightly, with a little provocation in his expression.