The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

  Yan Tao squinted her eyes, but did not speak, Master Song chuckled, "Why don't you take off the mask and I will help you face each other?"

  Master Song finished speaking, the crowd exclaimed.

   "Ah, Master Song hasn't given a face to anyone for many years!"

"Yeah yeah!"

   "My child, you are blessed!"

  A group of people talked a lot, and they all persuaded Yan Tao to let Master Song have a look. This is a rare good luck in ten years!

  Master Song continued to stroke his beard and watched Yan Tao reveal his face under the mask. This look shocked him to pull off his beard.

   Under the dizzy yellow fluorescent lamp, the youth looks like jade and has a frosty temperament.

  The light of his eyes covered with thin ice fell on Master Song’s thin black face, "Let’s see."

  Master Song’s stunned appearance was too conspicuous, and the people watching the crowd couldn’t help but look at it, “My mother, this child is so good-looking.”

   "That's right."

  Master Song did not speak for a long time, Yan Tao raised the corner of his lips, and looked at Master Song with seemingly flirty eyes, and Master Song swallowed his saliva.

  So many people are here, he has to protect his sign!

  Master Song has survived by coaxing, frightening, and deceiving for so many years. He was frightened by a hairy boy, so he will stop doing this job in the future.

  Master Song's fortune-telling relies on strong observation power, which is also a method commonly used by swindlers.

  As soon as the person who asked for hexagrams and divination came in, he calmly observed his clothes, words and deeds, and guessed what was artificial based on this.

  Because a fortune teller, you must ask for something when you enter the door!

  Once the fortune-telling seeker's intention is recognized, he immediately speaks, and the three sentences must have the effect of shocking the sky, making the other person a god.

  But the current situation is that Master Song is in a predicament facing Yan Tao.

  This young man has a handsome face and a magnificent appearance. He is extraordinary at a glance!

  His eyes are smiling, and his temperament has an ancient atmosphere. When he looks at himself, he is full of superiors, and he looks like a simple teenage boy!

  Master Song secretly groaned in his heart, pretending to hit the hard rock, TM, what do you do, a rich boy who lacks anything, ran to the fortune-telling booth.

After taking the job, Master Song had to bite the bullet and continue, slapped the table, staring at Yan Tao with small eyes, "Your home is in the north, and your parents are in the hall. Even so, you have not grown up by your parents since you were a child. ."

  "The family is noble and wealthy, but it's a pity that brothers smashed the wall and are not friendly to you. What am I right?!"

  The family is in the north, the parents are in the same house, and the brothers are on the wall.

  This Master Song doesn’t have any real skills, so he is quite accurate in guessing.

   Yan Tao nodded slightly, "80% correct."

  Master Song breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately felt that this kid was very foolish, he was still rich, and he couldn't say he could make seven or eight hundred thousand!

   "80%? What else is wrong?" Master Song hehe smiled, "My child, you are young. Some things will not be known until you grow up..."

  Master Song thought that Yan Tao was referring to the Brothers Wall.

  This is just a common problem of the children of a big family. I didn’t say it, it was a small case when I went back.

  The meaning of Master Song's words is that he is 100% correct, but Yan Tao is young, and there are things in his family that he didn't tell him.

While accepting the worship gaze of the crowd, he took a sip of tea in a leisurely and contented manner, trying to flick the money in the Yan Tao's pocket, and then continued to say, "My child, you are full of heaven and rich in purple. You should have It’s a pity to go on the official road with official food. It’s a pity, it’s a pity..."