European Emperor [Cultivation]

Smiling was a return gift, and Chao Zongyin asked at the side, "How did the investigation go?"

"The identity is very subtle," Chao Yan said with a smile and waved his fan, "Guess what it is."

"Don't guess, tell me quickly," Chao Zong poured wine for him, and put a few small snacks on the table, as if no one was there.

Chao Yan is indeed not eye-catching, but Chao Zong's eyes are extremely attractive, even if others dare not look directly, their eyes will always look over, but such a person says yes to a person with a not so outstanding face. Careful, it is better to say attentive.

When the others looked at Chao Yan, although they didn't feel how abrupt he was with Chao Zong, there was still a sad person muttering to himself: "Who is that? Why is Young Master Yan treating him so well?"

"Who knows, with that lazy posture, I don't know who I'm pretending to be."

"..."

Such sound transmissions abound, Chao Yan and Chao Zong can hear it with just one ear, Chao Yan's expression remains unchanged, but Chao Zong looks over, and wipes the non-existent sweat on Chao Yan's forehead under the eyes of everyone : "Look at you in a hurry, sweating profusely."

The intimacy in the tone is clear at a glance.

Those discussing people were all dumbfounded. Gong Shuchi heard those voice transmissions and looked over. He was wondering who it was, but he frowned slightly when he touched Chao Yan's face. The hands tightened directly.

Zhao Yan.