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

A guard in black stood at the door, looking cold and indifferent.

When Su Smoke came back, the sound was cold.

“Miss Su Yan, in the lower south Don. Also ask the girl to pack her things and move away with me. ”

Su Yan made a sound of suspicion

“Where are you moving? ”

Nantong Response

“Move to Your Highness's Palace. ”

“Why?”

“You are a close servant of His Highness, naturally followed closely and passed along. ”

Nantong is as stiff as it was at first, and the divine color does not have any ups or downs.

Su Yan, nod your head.

“Okay."

She walked into her house and started packing.

She just moved into the house, not much.

Just a little bit, just a little baggage.

Nanton looked at the baggage in her hand and made a noise.

“Girl, are you done? ”

“Well, no. ”

Nantang nodded, no more talking, and led Su Yan toward the Palace.

The temple in the south Tangkou, connected to the sleeping quarters of Xuanleng, was only separated by a wall.

Although it is a temple, it is three times the size of the house where Su Xiang lived before.

Table and chair setup, book pen, ink, everything.

“You'll live here in the future. ”

Nantang's voice came.

Su Yan looked around and put the baggage in his hand on the table.

Stay close and listen to Nantong Road.

“His Highness was ill, and he could not be short of men. When he was ready, he went to his bed to wait. ”

“Okay."

She nodded.

He finished, didn't dawdle, turned around and left, just Lisso.

She sat next to the chair, no dust on the table and chair, and it looked like someone was cleaning regularly.

Touched the teapot and the water was still warm.

She touched the next calf and poured herself a glass of water.

Drink it bite by bite.

Xiaohua looked at her host and wondered.

“Host? You've been quietly thinking about things lately. ”

Su Smoke looked at the smoke coming out of the teapot and responded softly.

Soft voice.

“I'm going to go over it carefully. ”

Speaking of which, pull the oil paper wrapped sugar from the sachet hanging from the waist.

Take it apart slowly and eat it in your mouth.

Sugar blocks with a hint of strawberry milk spread from the mouth.

As soon as Xiaohua saw this sugar, she couldn't help but sigh.

It's a nice host, too.

There's a chance to make a wish and make a promise to eat strawberry milk sugar all the way.

In keeping with this era, strawberry milk sugar has been beautifully packaged and used as a wrapping paper for oil paper.

The milk sugar inside also becomes a sugar block in all four directions.

Yes, what the host is eating right now is the sugar she gets from her own wish.

It also thought... hosts would have to choose a defensive weapon or something, even if they didn't want an aircraft artillery atomic bomb.

Thinking about it, Xiaohua regretted letting her host eat sugar.

If I'd let my host touch the AK-47 and play with a grenade smoke bomb or something, maybe my host would be in love with a gun now.

Around a fragrant time, Su Yan, who had been caught in contemplation, finally returned to God.

The milk sugar in her mouth dissolved and her eyes blinked brightly.

She stood up and went outside.

Silent as ever.

I walked to the front door of the bedroom and saw Autumn still kneeling beside the bedroom.

It just looks like you're shaking and sweating and you're about to fall to the ground.

Su Smoke paused for a moment and looked at Autumn.