Faced with Qin Murong's attitude, Qi Kunlun had no choice.

Suddenly, Qin Murong smiled, took out a piece of parchment paper, and said with a smile: "I have taken it out, it's here."

Qi Kunlun breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to get it, but Qin Murong shrank back, put her face up, and said, "I won't have any rewards, right?"

Qin Murong's pretty face suddenly came to her, which really surprised Qi Kunlun, but was also shocked.

As soon as the two looked at each other, they immediately intertwined, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

"Are you really willing to do this?" Qi Kunlun rubbed his forehead with some headache and asked.

"What's wrong with reluctance? You picked up my life anyway." Qin Murong said with her hands on her back, smiling, her lips slightly bent, bringing a beautiful curve.

Qi Kunlun said, "Why do I feel a little vulgar?"

He had a tacit understanding with Qin Murong, and his friendship with each other could stand the test. Otherwise, in today's critical moment, Qin Murong would not have stood up at the risk of his life to block Jiang Yi. Last time, Qin Murong and Pojun joined forces to deal with Oda, and were stabbed in a brain-dea state by Oda's finger. Naturally, she knew very well how much risk it was to fight with such a master. But she still stood up and said nothing sensational, and Qi Kunlun never said anything thankful.

Even they thought that saying something like that would seem vulgar and boring.

"I don't think that the old virgin who has been in the past thirty years has never experienced what a man feels like." Qin Murong said with a sigh.

"Okay, you won!" Qi Kunlun smiled helplessly, hugged Qin Murong's neck, and pressed her hard and kissed her.

Qin Murong's pretty face turned red, but she was not embarrassed. She shook the parchment in her hand and said, "It tastes pretty good."

Qi Kunlun took the parchment from her hand. Seeing the blurry traces on it, he couldn't help but frown. He had to sit at the desk, turn on the desk lamp, sit down and take a closer look.

"These words..." Qi Kunlun pinched his eyebrows and felt a little headache.

The text above is all special text used by the Zhao clan, and it has been encrypted and cannot be understood.

Qin Murong walked up and sat directly on Qi Kunlun's lap, and slowly laughed: "There are things you don't know?"

Qi Kunlun said, "I am not a god."

As soon as his hand was placed on Qin Murong's waist, Qin Murong smiled and said, "Don't push me. If you dare to push me, I probably won't recognize you!"

"You..." Qi Kunlun laughed helplessly, "Why do you have to play these routines?"

"Because I haven't played it before, I think it's fun!" Qin Murong smiled, raised her arm sideways, hooked Qi Kunlun's neck, and her posture seemed very ambiguous.

Qin Murong dropped her finger on the parchment paper, then took a piece of draft paper, and wrote and painted it on the draft paper with one hand. She remembered these things since she was a child, in order to one day help the Zhao family recover the glory of the past. However, human calculations are not as good as God's calculations. She met Yang Hutun and accepted a brand new value. Now, she has even reached the opposite of Zhao family.

Qi Kunlun looked at Qin Murong's plain hands drawing on white paper, and the four words "Red sleeves add fragrance" flashed through his mind.
Chapter completed!