Yan Qingyu and Yan Xun walked side by side. It was definitely an extremely beautiful scenery in Yuedu City, attracting the attention of countless married and unmarried girls, young women, and old women.

They are both sixteen years old and in their youth. One is the eldest son of the richest man in Yan country. He is young and promising, handsome and steady, and rich all over the world. The other is Shaodong of the World Escort Bureau. He is handsome and elegant, and has a graceful demeanor like a fairy!

Although the two of them have not yet been crowned, they have already become famous in Yin State and should not be underestimated. They are the envy of many famous ladies. Especially Yan Xun, on the surface, he looks like a peerless handsome man who is as exquisite as jade, gentle and kind.

, elegant and generous, making women fall in love with him at first sight.

But in fact, what the eyes see is not necessarily the truth. In the words of my friend Yan Qingyu, the so-called handsome gentleman is just a patient and well-hidden jackal!

"How long do you plan to stay in Yuedu this time?"

"Well, it depends on whether you welcome it or not!"

Yan Qingyu opened the door, and Yan Xun walked in without hesitation, stretched out, and jumped directly onto Yan Qingyu's spotless mahogany carved bed.

Yan Qingyu, who has a severe mysophobia, frowned into the Chinese character "Sichuan"!

"Hey, your room is next door, don't make my bed dirty!"

"What's the difference between you and me? We are brothers who support each other, so don't be so open-minded!"

"The women outside should really be allowed to see your dog-like virtues now. I really don't know why those stupid women are obsessed with you?" There are always many unsolved mysteries in this world, among which Yan Qingyu is the most difficult to understand.

Why do women flock to such a cunning and insidious man like Yan Xun? Just because of a face that confuses all living beings?

"Food and sex are the same! This is what the sage said!"

Like a proud peacock, Yan Xun raised his little finger to talk about the broken hair hanging on his forehead, exhaled, and looked at himself dancing lightly in the eyes of his friends with extreme narcissism.

So beautiful, so light, so agile, he seems to be born to be worshiped!

Suddenly, his movements stopped, as if he had discovered a new world, and he rushed to Yan Qingyu with gleaming eyes. He stopped! Yan Qingyu was so frightened that he took two steps back and sat down on the bed: "What are you doing?

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Yan Xun pressed his hands hard on Yan Qingyu's shoulders and exclaimed excitedly: "I, my favorite——"

The slender white fingers gently stroked the soft and shiny fabric, feeling the warm body temperature. The nostalgia shown on the fingertips was simply like the deep affection of lovers when they meet!
Chapter completed!