Vol 10 Chapter 1969: What an asian lady

Ha ha ha, not unwilling, but not wanting to be...
"Professor, it's the 21st century now, and there are more people chasing me..." Qin Luo didn't continue talking about this.
Because everyone is wise, wise people pay attention to the point.
Qin Luo felt that what he had said was quite adequate, and Zhao Huairen only needed a little thought to understand...
Hearing Qin Luo's words, Zhao Huairen smiled and shook his head, and said to herself: "My granddaughter just won the Miss Asia Championship..."
champion?
Ha ha……
Am I already weak in the club? Can you be rare?
Qin Luo raised his eyebrows, and said with a smug expression: "Professor, you should know that I have no shortage of champions, uh, wait, Miss Asia..."
Qin Luo's voice was originally loud, but as he talked, Qin Luo's voice became smaller and smaller. This champion, it seems, is not an ordinary champion...
Qin Luo suddenly felt that he seemed to have missed something vital.
"Professor, what did you just say? Can you say it again?" Qin Luo said.
"Ofcourse." Zhao Huairen shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile on his face: "Champion of Miss Asia Asia Championship."
boom……
This sentence was like a thunder blast in Qin Luo's ears, making Qin Luo's brain hum.
Really the champion of the beauty contest?
Qin Luo could hardly believe his ears.
At this moment, Qin Luo seemed to miss a hundred million.
Whether you like the club young girl or not, Qin Luo really likes it...
"Professor, did your words just now count?" Qin Luo asked after hesitating for a moment.
"What? What did Professor Qin want to say?" Zhao Huairen raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.
"If it still counts, then I am your grandson-in-law now..." Qin Luo said with a bad smile.
"No regrets?"
"No regrets!"
"really?"
"Of course!" Qin Luo nodded solemnly.
You know, the other party is Miss Yazhou, this looks, this figure can't be too bad.
Qin Luo is very confident in his unknown "wife".
"Huh..." Zhao Huairen heaved a long sigh of relief when he heard Qin Luo's convincing words, even he couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his forehead.
Uh... Why does it feel a bit wrong?
Seeing Zhao Huairen's movements, Qin Luo's little heart suddenly raised his throat.
I don't know why, Qin Luo always feels something is wrong.
He seems to have fallen into the big hole that Zhao Huairen dug!
"Guru...Professor, haven't I seen your granddaughter's picture? Can I see it?" Qin Luo cautiously probed.
"Look! Just look at it! Don't even look at the photos, even a video call will work!" Zhao Huairen patted Qin Luo on the shoulder with excitement, while taking out his mobile phone from his pocket and clicking on the album.
Dark skin, toned figure, towering muscles...
Miss Asia Chau (Bodybuilding) Champion...
Qin Luo's legs trembled, almost rushing...
To be honest, Qin Luo had imagined countless answers in his mind, but he never expected that God would make a big joke with him.
This Nima, Miss Asian Beauty Pageant, has turned into a Miss Asian Bodybuilder?
Although it is also a champion, is the gap a little too big?
Dao Qin Luo can hardly reflect...