Hearing Zhan Muqing's words, Zhan Muhan was not angry, and there was always an evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

Si Nian pursed his lips, the two did look a little similar, but Zhan Muhan was more demonic and improper, compared to him, Zhan Muqing seemed to be much better.

This man is a playboy at first glance, and if a girl touches it, it will be absolutely unlucky.

"I'll count to three, and if you're still here to get in my way, I'll call the Italian side right away......"

"One ......"

"Don't don't, don't, count you ruthless!" Zhan Muhan glared at Zhan Muqing, and walked towards the living room with long legs, the floor being trampled on vividly.

After Zhan Muhan left, Zhan Muqing's gaze fell on Si Nian, staring at her, his gaze was unfathomable.

"What did he tell you?"

Si Nian shook his head, looking dazed: "Nothing!" ”

Zhan Muqing frowned: "You go and see Qiqi." ”

After speaking, Zhan Muqing raised his feet and walked down.

Si Nian pursed his lips, the personalities of these two brothers are too different.

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When Zhan Muqing went down, Zhan Muhan was sitting on the sofa, crossing Erlang's legs, and talking to Aunt Pei with an indecent face.

"Aunt Pei, you are younger and more beautiful again......"

Aunt Pei blushed, put the tea in Zhan Muhan's hand, and said with a smile: "The second young master likes to make fun of me the most, I'm old, where is there still beauty." ”

"Some of them are about the same as an eighteen-year-old girl." The more Zhan Muhan spoke, the more unserious he became, and Aunt Pei was so blushing that she couldn't speak.

"Aunt Pei, or ......"

"Aunt Pei, you go down first."

Zhan Muqing's voice sounded behind him, cold and hoarse, and he could feel a trace of displeasure.

Staring at him, Zhan Muhan shrugged, leaned back on the sofa, and said unhappily: "Third child, your face is getting more and more stinky!" ”

Zhan Muqing sat beside him, smoked a cigarette and lit it, and took a hard breath, the smoke spread in the air, imprinting the man's hard and stylish facial features into a more three-dimensional and handsome appearance.

But under such a handsome and handsome face, the cold arrogance on the whole body is terrifying.

Zhan Muqing's bottom line, no one can figure it out.

Hearing Zhan Muhan's voice, Zhan Muqing kicked over angrily and said coldly: "What are you doing?" Your mother is looking for you everywhere. ”

Speaking of his mother, Zhan Muhan was in no mood at all, his hands were pillowed behind his head, and he leaned on the sofa relaxedly.

A pair of narrow peach blossom demons, as if they will shine, extremely evil.

"She's like a dog, the castle is a prison, who the wants to stay in it, and you don't run out too?"

"I'm me, not like you. You are the heir to the castle, and I ...... No! ”

Speaking of this, Zhan Muqing's gaze was a little colder, and his voice was so low that it was terrifying.

The expression on his gloomy face is incomprehensible and incomprehensible.

Heir?

Zhan Muhan hooked his lips and sneered, with a hint of sarcasm in his smile.

These three words are like several mountains pressing on him.

Who the wants to be this heir?!

The gloom in his eyes was quickly hidden, and Zhan Muhan smiled evilly: "If the eldest brother hadn't died, the burden of the Zhan family wouldn't have fallen on me." ”

Speaking of the eldest brother, Zhan Muqing's eyes turned cold, and he said unhappily: "Dead people, don't mention it in the future." ”

Zhan Muhan's eyes deepened a little, and he grinned informably: "OK!" ”

After thinking about it, Zhan Muhan glanced at the second floor, couldn't help but possess himself slightly, approached Zhan Muqing, and smiled evilly: "That woman ......"