A pair of clear eyes like a frightened deer reflected in Duan Yiyao's long eyes as deep as the sea, making his eyes surge like a storm! Damn it! Why did he frequently have an illusion? Why did the woman in the painting cross his eyes again?

In his mind? Isn't it clear that the man in front of him is a man? Although he is a bit "shemale", he has an Adam's apple. Why would he think of the woman in the painting?

He stiffened his body, backed away slowly, and asked calmly: "Can you write a military book?" He was just a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, younger than him, but his tone was loud. In front of him, he still

Able to be calm, bargaining, and courageous! Is it Liu Ziran or Ye Qianyang? Is there such a person as Ye Qianyang?

"Ye Qianyang, right? Where is your hometown? Who are your parents?" Duan Yiyao asked lightly, with no special expression on his face.

"What? You want to investigate me and threaten me with my parents? The majestic God of War, Prince, doesn't have the heart to make friends? I have already agreed to write a military book for you, and you want to use my parents to operate on me. Isn't it too much?

Are you being despicable?" Hehe! In fact, she was afraid that those who were fooling around would not be able to withstand his investigation.

"Friend? Do you have this weight? Are you worthy?" Duan Yiyao snorted with a touch of contempt. No one has ever dared to propose to be his friend in front of him. This young man in white has given him a fresh feeling! If he takes it seriously

If he is called Ye Qianyang instead of Liu Ziran, then he is just a nobody, but he dares to act like an elder in front of him. It is true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers and does not know how high the sky is.

Mu Dieling clapped her hands, and seeing that he did not insist on searching her body, she no longer worried about anything, and just like an old man, she asked coolly: "Does it mean that being your Duan Yiyao's friend has to be measured in weight? In this way, I can

I’m sure you, the King of War, don’t even have half a friend, right?”

"Who said I don't have friends?" Duan Yiyao frowned and retorted unconsciously. However, the word "friend" was still a bit strange to him.

"Duan Yiyao, the friends I talk about are those who live and die together, regardless of each other, who can cut each other's backs, and who have no class concept. It does not refer to your loyal subordinates. Those are called loyal dogs, not friends. Do you understand?

"The sarcastic voice was too obvious, and the disdain on her face was even more obvious.

"Duan Yiyao" is his name, but he rarely hears it. Others call him either Prince Duan, Third Master, Third Highness, God of War Prince. How can anyone dare to call him by name? But the young man in front of him is called him.

How could this kid scream so naturally? The most important thing is that he didn't find it annoying and tolerated his voice all the time.

Maybe the word "book of war" is very attractive to him? What he is most interested in in his life is studying the art of war and formations. He has longed for the legendary "Shangxie War God Chapter" for a long time, but he has never been able to get it.

This guy is younger than him, but he claims to be able to write a military book? Could it be that he has really read "The Evil God of War" and memorized it? I originally wanted to search him, but those clear eyes miraculously made him stop.

It's really a bit of a nightmare!

Does he have friends? Damn it! He has never thought about this question. Damn it, why would he think about such a question? As long as he gives the order, who dares not to sacrifice his life for him? He is called the "God of War",

If he is a "god" rather than an ordinary person, who is worthy of being his friend?

Is this Ye Qianyang in front of me? He is just his prisoner, but he still wants to be his friend? You are kidding! Is he worthy?
Chapter completed!