Han Xian is really old, but her face doesn''t look like the mother of a child in her twenties.

    Walking in the street will be regarded as a woman in her early thirties.

    Han Xian''s bottom line is her face and age.

    Qin Mei touched them all, and he looked like he deserved to be beaten.

    "Aunt Han doesn''t look very good. Didn''t she catch up with the collagen Shuiguang needle recently? You are so old, I think don''t bother. The old man hasn''t been in good health for the past two years. He has been cultivating himself. Even if you clean up, it''s useless. You know, the old man has more heart than strength... "

    "Qin Mei!"

    Han Xian finally couldn''t help but stop with a deep voice.

    She sank her face and looked coldly at the young man in front of her.

    "Yes, you can remember it. It''s more comfortable to call my name."

    Qin Mei smiled and looked like a scoundrel.

    "Oh! It''s so busy. What day is it? "

    Qin Ruan leaned against the wall in the hall, her delicate and charming face was full of banter, and the car key in her index finger turned around.

    When Qin Mei began to tease Han Xian, she was there.

    Seeing that Han Xian wanted to fight with her second brother, she made a sound to find a sense of existence.

    Qin Mei looked down at the voice.

    Qin Ruan leaned lazily at the door, and a natural sense of familiarity came.

    That kind of wanton atmosphere is just like him.

    Qin Mei''s eyes were stunned, as if he couldn''t believe it.

    His sister was not far away. He felt familiar and strange.

    Qin Ruan''s exquisitely carved face, with a bright smile and indulgent atmosphere, showed some cunning fox like calculations in her beautiful eyes.

    There was no estrangement on her face. Qin Mei trembled and looked forward to her smiling eyes.

    Despite how excited he was at the bottom of his heart, Qin Mei remained indifferent.

    He twisted his fingertips unconsciously.

    Aware that this action was too nervous, he put his hand into his pocket, foolishly bypassed Han Xian, walked towards Qin Ruan with the steps of the greatest relatives of Lao Tzu.

    Qin Mei stood in front of Qin Ruan with a ruffian smile on his handsome face: "Ruan Ruan, I haven''t seen your figure for half a month. It''s rare to come back now. Is the sun outside playing in the west?"

    The young man in front of him was handsome, cold, ruffian, cynical and rogue.

    Obviously, when he looked at himself, his eyes were full of worry, but the words spit out in his mouth were dispensable, which made people unable to distinguish between true feelings and false ones.

    Qin Ruan lifted his lips and bent his eyes with a smile.

    It''s all over again.

    She hasn''t seen such a second brother for a long time.

    He was no longer half embarrassed in his previous life, and lost the depravity of the spirit, which made people feel sad and pitiful.

    He was just like the wanton youth of that year, rebellious and painless.

    Qin Ruan was smiling, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the car key in his hand suddenly stopped.

    The next moment, the car key was thrown at Qin Mei.

    Qin Mei''s eyes were instantly replaced by vigilance when she shot.

    Qin Ruan''s attack, he can easily avoid.

    However, he was stunned and did not avoid, allowing the car key to hit him in the chest.

    Even when the car key hit him, he sent his body forward for a few minutes for fear that the key would fall on the ground halfway.

    "Ouch!"

    Qin Mei, who was hit by the car key, screamed and reached out sensitively to receive the landing key.

    He covered his chest and stepped back quickly.

    Qin Mei''s face changed and he looked painful and sad. He trembled and pointed to Qin Ruan: "Ruan Ruan, you kill your brother!"