The Blackened Male God Always Wants To Set A Routine For Me

Su Yan just talked to Xiaohua.

Although the voice is small, it's quiet and scary enough to get the sound into the comatose's ear.

Almost shortly after her voice dropped, she suddenly saw the dark lashes on the bed and opened her eyes the next second.

Dark dark eyes with a charming colour.

The two of them looked at each other and Su Smoke blinked. It slowed down a few beats before reacting. Take a step back and follow the rituals of memory.

“Your Highness, you're awake. ”

The person lying in the bed slowly stopped talking and looked at her like that.

After a long time, a dull voice sounded

Come here.

Su Yan raised his head and stood up and walked over.

Xuanxuan watched as she stood there honestly, and he drowned.

Sit up and lean on the bed.

His face was unusually pale.

Then, a bowl of dark soup medicine appeared under his eyes with hot air.

His eyelids moved and lifted.

Look at that white innocent face.

Soft sound of Su Yan

“Your Highness, take your medicine. ”

- Only the strong hand suddenly held her wrist and pulled hard.

She leaned forward and fell on her knees.

One hand was still holding the medicine because the body was unstable and spilled on the mattress.

The person who fell on the bed looked like a seriously injured person for the last second, but when his eyes stared at you, he didn't know why, it made people numb their scalp.

Cool and gentle mouthfeel

“How did you get in here? ”

At first sight, not a bit aggressive, just like him.

Most of Su Yan's attention was on the soup medicine, so he tried not to spill it again.

Still, it's a soft response.

“The slaves were transferred to the front yard by the nanny to serve His Highness. ”

Xuanxuan looked at her forever. After a long time, he suddenly let go of his hand.

The tone is still gentle.

“What's your name? ”

As he spoke, he lowered his eyebrows and carried them with him.

Su Smoke retreated a little, but still knelt on the bed.

She made a noise.

“Su Yan”

After questioning this sentence, Xuanxuan never asked again, but reached out and drank the soup medicine in her hand.

The soup pill is bitter, just smell it next to it and you can see the bitter taste.

Su Cigarette licked her lips.

Then he lowered his head and pulled his bag open.

Remove a piece of sugar wrapped entirely in oil paper and reach out and peel it off.

Xuanxuan has not yet reacted, the sugar has been delivered to his lips.

Su Yan looked at him and stared at himself. He never ate it with his mouth open.

She explains.

“It's sugar, and you can taste bitter when you eat it. ”

Her words fell and a light flashed in her eyes.

After a long period of silence, he opened his mouth and ate the sugar that was delivered to his lips.

After that, Su Smoke withdrew with a bowl in silence.

When the footsteps at the door disappear, the eyelids drop forever, and some white lips open slightly

“Check."

The voice was shadowy and cold.

As soon as the voice dropped, I heard a respectful answer outside the door.

“Yes."

Disappear with a whisper.

His gaze swept past the missing piece of sugar paper by the bed, reaching out and holding it in his hand, fingertipping a game.

There's a hint of strawberry milk in my mouth, and the bitter taste of the soup medicine was pretty much there.

Never seen a chick like that before.

Did you fool him with this thing and treat him like a three-year-old doll?