Ye Baihe glanced at Liu Qian lightly: "Do you want a beautiful maid?"

"Of course, which man doesn't want to?" Liu Qian lowered his voice and laughed: "I believe that Lily, your eyes will definitely not cause me to suffer."

"Of course..." Ye Baihe seemed to have learned a lot from the little demon. Her lips opened slightly and bit her lightly, and she was fascinated by a lazy look in her big eyes. In an instant, a pure and lovely girl next door turned into a charming and emotional person. The light panting and moaning that only Liu Qian could hear in the deep throat caused Liu Qian's long-lost fishy blood to surge and his bloodline swelling. She gently moved her lips to Liu Qian's ear and whispered: "Qian, if you really want it, I will definitely find the two most beautiful ones for you." Her jade hand gently pressed on Liu Qian's chest, and her plain hand slowly circled along his chest. When she possessed the little demon, she did not play such an adult game with Liu Qian. She knew Liu Qian's weaknesses and excitement points.

Mu Wan'er was so angry that she didn't expect that Ye Baihe, who seemed pure on the outside, had such a great way. She settled Liu Qian's parents every two times. The charming posture she showed towards Liu Qian could be seen clearly from her perspective. However, that guy Liu Qian showed a look of being lustful and incompetent.

It turned out to be a seductive witch. Seeing Ye Baihe's charming and emotional expression, Mu Wan'er immediately gave her this definition. How could a good girl know how to seduce people so much? I'm afraid that Liu Qian was willing to be at her mercy after being seduced by her. The feeling of giving in that just came up disappeared in an instant.

"But before giving you a beautiful maid," Ye Baihe blew a lightly in Liu Qian's ear and said, "I will cut you off first."

Liu Qian heard the last two words and couldn't help but feel excited. His desire receded like a tide, and his expression was stiff and embarrassed and said, "Ha, don't you have to play so much, right?"

"As long as you dare, I will play so big." Ye Baihe Shuiling's big eyes began to glance at a certain part with malicious intentions.

"Qian!" A faint fragrance floated over, Mu Wan'er walked over, and generously held Liu Qian's arm. She blinked her equally bright eyes and said, "So you and Sister Lily have known each other long ago? Haven't you ever heard you mention it before?"

Due to Mu Wan'er's initial comfort, Ye Baihe naturally knew the relationship between Liu Qian and her. She didn't say much, and then looked at Liu Qian's part with a gentle glance, then walked back to Liu Qian's parents.

Although Liu Qian's mother felt that Ye Baihe was strange everywhere, she was becoming more and more pleasing to her future daughter-in-law. She was very beautiful and charming. She couldn't help but gently caress her beautiful and flowing long hair. I guess in the whole world, except Liu Qian, his mother dared to touch the hair of the god of death without causing a disaster.

At the same time, Liu's mother also glanced at Liu Qian and Mu Wan'er thoughtfully. Mu Wan'er grew up with Liu Qian and was childhood sweetheart. In her heart, she had always regarded Mu Wan'er as her daughter-in-law. However, in the past two years, Mu Wan'er and Liu Qian had some conflicts, so they stopped their contacts.

After Ye Baihe left, Liu Qian's smiled suddenly became serious in his expression. He glanced at Mu Wan'er lightly, gently broke free from her arms, and said in a low voice: "Why are you here?"

"If you have such a big thing, can I not come?" Mu Wan'er's expression dimmed, and her eyes were filled with sadness: "After receiving Jiang Yan's call, my heart was broken. However, it's so lucky to see you are fine now."

Liu Qian smiled awkwardly, shook his head slowly and said, "There is no relationship between you and me for a long time. I'm afraid you don't need to be sad if you die or live, right?"

"Liu Qian, I want to talk to you." Mu Wan'er felt a deep pain in her heart when she heard Liu Qian's heartless words.

"Oh, Fatty Jiang, are you here?" Liu Qian suddenly shouted, greeted him, and smiled and patted Jiang Yan full of surprise: "Is it a gift for me? Thank you." As he said that, regardless of Jiang Yan's surprise appearance, he almost fell off his eyes. He took the clothes in his hand, found a corner and quickly changed it.

Then he returned to Jiang Yan, blinked his eyes, patted his shoulder and chuckled, "Hehe, Fatty Jiang, what happened to me in the morning. You must keep it a secret for me."

Jiang Yan almost subconsciously nodded. He looked in disbelief and pinched Liu Qian a few times, feeling that he had pinched it in a few ways, not as empty as in the morning. He was sweating on his forehead and lowered his voice and said in a stern voice: "I said Lao Liu, you aren't really resurrected, right?"

Liu Qian took out a box of cigarettes from Jiang Yan's pocket without hesitation, and took a smile. He lit up one, took a deep breath, squinted his eyes and said in a low voice: "This matter is a bit horrible, but you are my brother, and there is nothing to hide from you. Looking back, let's talk to you slowly while we drink."

Now is indeed not the time to speak. The administrator just now ran back with sweat. Behind him was a middle-aged man with a sleepy and confusion, with a fat head and ears, and a fat belly. Liu Qian had some hope that this guy was the director of this hospital. People with this kind of appearance usually have very weak willpower, and they are the most likely to threaten a type of person.

Sure enough, the administrator shouted panting: "Dean, that's him. He is the one who just lived out of the morgue." His finger pointed at Liu Qian.

The dean put his eyes on Liu Qian. Perhaps he saw that Liu Qian looked ordinary and didn't look like a difficult person to deal with. He also breathed a sigh of relief and took out his handkerchief to wipe the hot sweat on his head. Liu Qian was easy to deal with? If his thoughts were known to those who had dealt with Liu Qian, he would probably even make a joke about the front teeth. Even the God of Light, who was not against Liu Qian, would probably curse him three times, saying that guy was an idiot.

Liu Qian held a cigarette in his mouth and walked to the dean. Before the dean could speak, Liu Qian grabbed his chest like lightning, gently lifted his nearly 200-pound body, and pressed it against the wall. With the other hand, he took a leisurely sip with the cigarette and sprayed it on the fat dean's face.

Except Ye Baihe, everyone was shocked. They didn't know when Liu Qian's power became so powerful. He could lift a person of 200 pounds with just one hand? He looked relaxed and at ease.

However, Jiang Yan, who often read yy books with Liu Qian, had a bright look in his eyes, and he secretly wondered whether Liu Qian was lucky in disguise because of a car accident. Just as described in many novels, he got some supernatural powers? If this is true, wouldn’t he follow the brother Lao Liu to be popular or spicy in the future? He could even walk sideways? However, although his guess was too far from the facts, at least the results he could get were similar.

"I'm not dead yet, you black-hearted hospital. I've just been put in the morgue?" Liu Qian said coldly: "How should I solve this problem?"

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding." The fat dean who was shocked by Liu Qian's preemptive thundering method, the sweat beads that had just been wiped out from his forehead again: "This is just a small mistake, just a mistake."

"Missue? The mistake almost killed me?" Liu Qian laughed sinisterly: "Fortunately, I'm lucky. I woke up early. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been cremated for you? Tsk tsk, because the dean's dereliction of duty, almost made a college student and a great young man almost cremated. This is big news? At that time, your life as a dean will be very exciting, right?"

Liu Qian threw the fat dean with disdain and flicked the cigarette butt, gently patted the dust on his hand and said, "Sir, do you think I'm right?"

The dean was already shocked by Liu Qian's momentum. He could not understand how the aura that seemed ordinary and ordinary college student showed was so suffocating him. He couldn't even have the idea of ​​resisting. He slapped his head like a chicken eating rice and said, "Yes, you're right."

He was right this time. Liu Qian had experienced countless battles of all sizes in his life, and struggled to survive countless times from the edge of life and death. As long as he showed his momentum a little, even an ordinary master could not resist it. Moreover, the dean's willpower is probably not as good as an ordinary person. How can he resist Liu Qian's momentum? Besides, Liu Qian has another killer move, which is the mental control technique learned from Lao Su. For humans of this level, it is simply effortless to control it.

"Then do you think you should give me some compensation? My heart has suffered huge damage. Maybe it will fall into a psychological shadow." Liu Qian stopped his serious expression and showed an amiable smile. He patted his shoulder lightly, pulled out a cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth to light it. At the same time, he leaned into his ear and whispered: "If you do not satisfy me, my spiritual trauma cannot be compensated. I am afraid, I don't know what will happen?"

Ye Baihe was very strange. Why did Liu Qian threaten a person with no strength? If she had a temper, she might have killed the matter directly.
Chapter completed!