Reborn Giants: National Male God, Too Good at Flirting

"The purpose of your coming to Jun's."

Jun Suli closed her eyes and leaned on the back of the chair.

He used a declarative tone.

It's not asking, it's confirming.

Qin Zheng twitched the corner of his mouth lightly.

She bent down and put her lips close to Jun Suli's ear,

"My purpose?"

Qin Zheng smiled lightly at first.

"Of course I'm here to steal information!"

"What? Could it be that your intelligence network still can't find out my identity?"

The frivolous tone, with a bit of presumptuousness!

Qin Zheng blew into Jun Suli's ear, teasing faintly!

Jun Suli's closed eyes opened a crack.

The slightly raised corners of her lips seemed to hide countless mysteries and temptations.

He suddenly stretched out a hand and quickly grabbed Qin Zheng's chin!

Jun Suli's eyes became darker, and there was a hint of fierceness in the depths of his eyes.

"Not afraid of death?"

He smiled, as coquettish as a blood-red flower from the other shore.

Qin Zheng's eyebrows jumped up.

"If you are afraid of death? Will I still come?"

She raised one hand, and her sharp nails sank into Jun Suli's flesh, and the pale fingertips were immediately stained bright red.

The pain on the wrist made Jun Suli's breathing become dangerous.

He gently stroked Qin Zheng's throat, as if he was going to break her neck in the next second!

And Qin Zheng secretly placed his fingertips on a spot on his wrist, like a beast crouching.

Both of them silently warned each other.

"What if that's the case?"

Jun Suli's eyes are enchanting, but his actions are extremely ruthless!

He deliberately grabbed Qin Zheng's calf - the place where the car fragments from the bomb shattered the cut.

The index and middle fingers sank into the cut.

Jun Suli watched Qin Zheng's face turn pale with satisfaction.

There was scarlet in Qin Zheng's eyes.

She looked at Jun Suli's eyes with a smile, and increased the strength of her hands.

A streak of bright red flowed down Jun Suli's arm.

"Tick tock—"

"Tick tock—"

Blood stained the light brown carpet.

Jun Suli's two fingers gradually sank into Qin Zheng's flesh and blood. A row of fine beads of sweat appeared on Qin Zheng's forehead, and the strength in his hands could not hold up.

It wasn't until Jun Suli's fingertips pinched a thin piece of glass that he stopped moving.

"Ding--"

Glass disembodied.

Qin Zheng's eyes turned black for a moment.

The huge pain made her bite her tongue, and the extreme nervousness made her wake up immediately.

The momentary slack made Jun Suli twitch the corners of his mouth mockingly.

"If I wanted to, you would have died in my hands just now."

Rudely waving Qin Zheng's chin away, Jun Suli's tone was filled with contempt.

At the same moment, Qin Zheng loosened the grip on Jun Suli, she glanced at Jun Suli, and then wiped the blood on her hands with a tissue.

"Boom—"

Suddenly, a bottle of anti-inflammatory potion was thrown from the left.

Next came a pack of cotton swabs and a roll of bandages.

Qin Zheng turned his head in confusion.

But Jun Suli was treating the wound on his own, without any expression at all.

Could it be that he was just trying to get slides for himself?

This thought flashed through Qin Zheng's mind, but was immediately denied.

Qin Zheng sneered, not being hypocritical.

Open the anti-inflammatory potion and apply it directly.

"Aren't you afraid I'll add something to it?"

Jun Suli turned his face sideways, watching her movements sideways.

"Are you so lowly that you are willing to use such indecent means?"

Qin Zheng asked back.

This time it was Jun Suli's turn to turn dark.