Cold-blooded Marshal Evil Charm Military Doctor

Quiet, Leng Han, who was still furious for a moment, had no words, the words were blocked in his throat and could not be uttered, so he could only swallow them abruptly.

Zhan Qingcheng was speechless, regardless of the coldness, although Miyamoto Jingming had been pestering him every day for the past few days, and the organization did not give him orders because he was afraid that his whereabouts would be exposed, but he was not idle looking for it. Few businessmen are exhausted from dealing with them every day.

Just thinking about going to see that difficult German businessman Riester tomorrow made my head dizzy, and I fell asleep and snored softly just thinking about it.

Leng Han was a little surprised, he thought Zhan Qingcheng would scold him a few words, but he couldn't think of words for a while, he didn't expect him to fall asleep.

Leng Han knows that Zhan Qingcheng's eyelashes are very long. He was hooked by these eyes at the beginning.

Zhan Qingcheng seemed to be sleeping unsteadily, his eyelashes fluttered, like a beautiful butterfly breaking into the mist and fluttering its wings restlessly, the delicate lines on the wings were more moving and fragile.

Leng Han's hands patted Zhan Qingcheng's back at some point, and instinctively comforted him, telling him not to think too much.

I'm afraid it wasn't because of what happened just now, so he frowned thinking about it. He had only read about intersex people's bodies in books, so it was hard to accept for a while.

After calming down, Leng Han also thought clearly, and he was sure and sure that he wanted Zhan Qingcheng to be his wife.

If Zhan Qingcheng thought of what he was thinking, he would definitely give Leng Han a good lesson despite his drowsiness. He finally made up his mind to show Leng Han this terrible body just to let him get rid of that idea.

It was already dark, and the lights were not turned on in the room, and only the gentle breathing of the people around me could be heard in silence.

Listening to the sound of breathing, Leng Han was also a little sleepy, and took off his coat softly and fell asleep beside Zhan Qingcheng. He was wearing casual clothes today to facilitate his movements and reduce unnecessary trouble and panic.

Zhan Qingcheng woke up from a sleepy sleep, and just as soon as he turned on the light, he was startled by the coldness sitting on the sofa.

Patting his chest, he stood up and poured a glass of water as if nothing had happened. He stopped when he was about to drink Leng Han, and said displeasedly: "The water is cold."

The implication is that the water is too cold to drink, only hot water. Zhan Qingcheng put down the water and didn't want to argue with him.

Feeling that it wasn't enough, Leng Han added another sentence: "Wait for me."

Unexpectedly, Leng Han would go out, and came in with a pot of hot water, picked up Zhan Qingcheng's cup of cold water, poured out some cold water, and refilled the hot water.

Touching the rim of the cup should be just right, not hot, and handed it to Zhan Qingcheng.

Zhan Qingcheng, who took the cup, raised his eyebrows and felt that Leng Han was very suspicious. Could it be that the blow to Leng Han changed his temper?

Accidentally choked, Leng Han hurriedly slapped him on the back, almost slapping Zhan Qingcheng to death with a little force, also, it's no wonder that he doesn't have the strength to eat so much every day.

Sure enough, Lenghan was very suspicious. I don't know if there was poison in the glass of water.

Zhan Qingcheng put down the teacup, and asked inexplicably, "cough...why are you still here?"

Leng Han pursed his lips in dissatisfaction, as if through this action, Zhan Qingcheng understood where he would go if he wasn't here.

Ordinary people would think that such a body is scary, but Leng Han is no ordinary person, Zhan Qingcheng swallowed, not sure if Leng Han would dispel his obsession in his heart.

He said tentatively: "You have seen the body, do you want to see it again?"

After a while, Leng Han's ears turned red, and he clenched his hands into fists against his lips and coughed a few times, "No, I will marry you as soon as possible."

It's over, now cleverness is mistaken by cleverness, this is Zhan Qingcheng's only thought.

For the two who fell silent, Zhan Qingcheng seemed to feel the cold heartbeat, and the whole person was expressing seriousness.

"Heh," Zhan Qingcheng sat on the edge of the bed, with Erlang's legs crossed, and the corners of his lips curled up amorously, "Want to marry me?"

Leng Han nodded solemnly.

"You know, those who want to marry me are lined up from here to Kyoto."

Leng Han knows that Zhan Qingcheng is very charming, as long as he is willing, all the men in China will probably bow down under his cheongsam.

"You can only be mine." Said this domineering sentence again.

It may be that Leng Han's words are too much to beat, Zhan Qingcheng can't help but provoke him, maybe this is the natural magnetic field incompatibility!

"Young Marshal Leng is so domineering, this man is unmarried and the woman is unmarried, how do you know that I belong to you?"

Leng Han knew that he was angry with him, he knew in his heart that he was domineering, even his mother said that he was like his father when he was young, and it was only because of this energy that he married her back home.

But Zhan Qingcheng is so ruthless, can he really marry him back home with this strength alone?

Leng Han thought about it for a while and thought it was not good, thinking of the man chasing Qingcheng, although Leng Han disdains those who send flowers, but there is no one who doesn't like it.

He lowered his head and kissed the corner of Zhan Qingcheng's lips first, and then his unforgiving mouth. If Zhan Qingcheng hadn't clenched his teeth tightly, his cold tongue might have taken advantage of it.

In private, Zhan Qingcheng kept pushing Leng Han, but Leng Han's horse gait was not so easy to shake since he was young, and he even grabbed his hand so that he could not resist.

This kiss became deeper and deeper, and became more and more passionate, embellishing this night with a touch of ambiguous emotion.

Just when Zhan Qingcheng was hesitating whether to bite Leng Han, Leng Han let him go, and said seriously in his ear: "You are mine."

Then he turned around and went into the toilet. Zhan Qingcheng was also a man, so he knew Leng Han's current situation, so he covered his mouth and snickered. He was indeed a young man with such vitality.

He has already forgotten that he is also a young man now, and he is one year younger than Leng Han.

After sleeping all afternoon, I was hungry, so I went out and gave it to someone in the hotel, and asked him to go out and buy dozens of catties of meat and some simple dishes.

The people in the hotel were surprised and asked in confusion: "Are you sure you want so many meals?"

This is already enough for a dozen people to eat, and the one in front of him doesn't seem to be able to eat that much.

Zhan Qingcheng thought for a while, "It's really a little short, bring me a few more catties of rice, and if you can, bring me another cup of chicken soup."

Hearing this, the hotel staff nodded in embarrassment. Although they had ordered meals for many guests many times, this was the first time they saw this situation.

However, Zhan Qingcheng spends a lot of money, there are so many oceans in one ocean, and he can get a lot of money secretly. They are still satisfied with this.

"Okay, after the food is bought, it will be delivered directly to your room, please wait a moment."

Zhan Qingcheng nodded.

It was only when Zhan Qingcheng came back to the room that he came to his senses. He ordered Leng Han's portion as well.