Han Sanqian frowned and looked at the slightly slight wine-colored figure on the bed, with outstanding temperament and uniformity, and a primitive impulse kept rolling in his blood.

Suddenly, Han Sanqian smiled and moved his hands directly. Several chairs in the room were instantly combined. Han Sanqian turned over and lay on the chair and fell asleep.

Once you wake up, it will be dawn.

When Han Sanqian woke up, he had already had a blanket on his body, rubbing his achesy temple, and then looked around. On the side of the face frame, the copper basin was loaded with hot water, and the towel was wet, and placed neatly on the basin.

Next to it, Han Sanqian's bed was also cleaned up very clean.

Those who know it naturally know it was made by Su Yan, and those who don’t know thought it was a maid who came in early in the morning.

Han Sanqian smiled bitterly, this girl!

After getting up and washing his face, Han Sanqian was about to go out, but the pangolin rushed in and almost knocked Han Sanqian over.

Han Sanqian frowned slightly: "What are you doing early in the morning?"

The pangolin also knew that he was a little reckless and scratched his head embarrassedly: "Hehe, my pot, my pot, don't I think Miss Su is no longer in your house? This will not ruin your business, so I didn't think so much, so I broke in directly. Sorry, sorry."

After saying that, this guy was haha, looking shameless, Han Sanqian rolled his eyes speechlessly: "We're just drinking, it's all messy."

"Hehe, you drink hers, she drink yours?" Pangolin laughed.

"If you don't want to use this mouth for dinner, I don't mind tearing it for you." Han Sanqian pretended to be angry.

The pangolin stooped and stumbled on his forehead: "Okay, let's talk about the serious business, Huazhou has been done. Miss Su asked me to call you over and take a look. If there is no problem, I will be ready to go."

Han Sanqian nodded and asked the pangolin to lead the way. The two of them rushed to the main hall.

On the playground outside the main hall, a giant ship of forty or fifty meters was slowly stopped at the same place, and a group of servants were busy with the final inspection work.

Fang Biao stood aside with several elders, Liu Tao, Chai Rong and others, looking at the beautiful flower boat, but he couldn't be happy.

Su Yan walked down from the boat gently. She had just sent Su Yingxia to the second floor of the boat to settle down.

"Yan'er, Bing Shen..." Fang said in a slight look of dismay on the surface and said in suspicion.

Su Yan was about to speak, but Han Sanqian was already walking over under the leadership of the pangolin. Su Yan looked at Han Sanqian and signaled that Fang Biao would ask if he had any questions.

Seeing the big ship, the pangolin excitedly left the crowd, ran to the side of the boat and slapped the hull, and said with a smile: "Damn, this boat is good."

Fang Biao walked to Han Sanqian's side a few steps, smiled embarrassedly, and said, "Ice God, you..."

Han Sanqian smiled and did not hide it: "I think Su Yan has told you."

Fang Biao nodded. Su Yan had indeed said that he had just concealed the whereabouts of Su Yingxia. For Fang Biao, he had no doubts. After all, how could he not know the relationship between Su Yingxia and Han Sanqian?!

"But since ancient times, the Ice God has not only been the patron saint of the supreme glory of the desert world, but also because of the temperature regulation of the desert land by the Jade Ice Bead, this is almost related to the life and death of everyone here." Mr. Chai also stood up at this time and said anxiously: "If you leave, what should we do with hundreds of thousands of lives in this desert?"

Han Sanqian nodded: "I know this too, so I don't plan to take Yu Bingzhu away."

Hearing this, Mr. Chai and others were stunned at first, and then, they were happy again. Does this mean that they might choose one of them?

Thinking of this, the group of people suddenly looked at Han Sanqian with calm eyes, but their eyes were extremely hot.

Han Sanqian gently took out the jade ice beads, and then smiled slightly: "Mr. Chai is respectful, but the head of the Fang family is also very nice to me. For a moment, I really don't know who to hand it over to."

As he said that, Han Sanqian swept his eyes to Fang Biao, and then looked at Chai Rong again.
Chapter completed!