Chapter 1969 What an Asian lady
Hehehe, it's not that I don't want to, it's that I don't want to be...
"Professor, it's the 21st century now, besides, there are so many people chasing me..." Qin Luo didn't continue talking.
Because everyone is a smart person, and smart people pay attention to what they say.
Qin Luo felt that what he said was quite accurate, and Zhao Huairen only needed to think a little bit to understand...
Hearing Qin Luo's words, Zhao Huairen shook his head with a smile, and said to himself: "My granddaughter just won the Miss Asia..."
champion?
Ha ha……
Am I going to say that I have already won the championship?Can you still be rare?
Qin Luo raised his eyebrows, and said proudly: "Professor, you should know that I have no shortage of champions, uh, wait, Miss Asia..."
Originally, Qin Luo's voice was very loud, but as he talked, Qin Luo's voice became smaller and smaller. This champion does not seem to be an ordinary champion...
Qin Luo suddenly felt that he seemed to have missed something crucial.
"Professor, what did you just say? Can you say it again?" Qin Luo said.
"Of course." Zhao Huairen shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile, "Champion of Miss Asia Contest."
boom……
These words were like a thunderbolt exploding in Qin Luo's ears, making Qin Luo's brain buzz.
Really a beauty contest winner?
Qin Luo could hardly believe his ears.
At this moment, Qin Luo seemed to have missed a hundred million.
Regardless of whether the world likes the young girl in the clubhouse or not, Qin Luo likes it anyway...
"Professor, is what you said 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 will be your grandson-in-law now..." Qin Luo said with a smirk.
"No regrets?"
"No regrets!"
"really?"
"Of course it is true!" Qin Luo nodded solemnly.
You know, the other party is Miss Asia. This appearance and figure can't be too bad.
Qin Luo is very confident about his unknown "wife".
"Huh..." Hearing Qin Luo's decisive words, Zhao Huairen heaved a long sigh of relief, even he couldn't help wiping the sweat from his forehead.
Uh... why does it feel a little bit wrong?
Seeing Zhao Huairen's actions, Qin Luo's little heart jumped into his throat.
For some reason, Qin Luo always felt that something was wrong.
He seemed to have fallen into the big hole that Zhao Huairen had dug!
"Gulu...Professor, I haven't seen the photo of your granddaughter yet? Can I see it?" Qin Luo tentatively asked.
"Look! Just look at it! Don't talk about looking at photos, even a video call!" Zhao Huairen patted Qin Luo on the shoulder excitedly, took out his phone from his pocket, and clicked on the photo album.
Dark skin, fit body, towering muscles...
Miss Asia (bodybuilding) champion...
Qin Luo's legs trembled, and he wanted to run wildly...
To be honest, Qin Luo had imagined countless answers in his mind, but he never expected that God would play a big joke on him.
This Nima, Miss Asia Beauty Pageant, turned into Miss Asia Bodybuilding?
Although they are also champions, isn't the gap a little too big?
It was so big that Qin Luo could barely react...