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

At this time, Autumn actually seemed to feel something. She looked up at Su Yan.

Autumn's eyes bore a smudge of jealousy.

Autumn actually grew out of the blue, and now so weak, there's quite a bit of weakness I see in Judea.

At this time, Nan Tang saw Su Yan coming. Walk over and make a noise.

“What are you waiting for? Go in and serve. ”

He seemed cold and hard, but he handled everything.

He is a powerful man under the Triple Prince.

Su Smoke nodded, stopped looking at Autumn Reality, and walked into the house.

The color of jealousy is stronger in the autumnal reality of the scene.

Su Yan is only a third-class bitch. Being a first-class maid of the court is close to serving her master. It is already a great blessing.

But only for a few days?

How dare you jump to become a maid of honor?

What exactly did this cigarette give His Highness?

Autumn actually died wearing sleeves, nails stuck in the meat, biting his teeth and not letting himself fall.

Su Yan walked in and the smell of amber was overwhelming.

This time, His Royal Highness did not lie on the bed, but on the chair by the desk.

Wearing a white vest, he wore a blue shirt, his eyes dropped, his sickly appearance was serious and his eyelashes trembled lightly.

Su Smoke walked over and saluted.

Your Highness.

Xuanxuan raised his head forever. His eyes were dark and his lips were warm and harmless.

“Su Yan”

His voice was not slow.

Su Smoke raised her head and her voice was clear and soft.

“Your Highness, please. ”

Xuanxuan smiled ever deeper.

“There was nothing to tell, but you mentioned... you wanted plums. ”

Su Smoke nodded.

“Your Highness, wait a minute. ”

After she answered, she withdrew.

Xuanxuan closed the book in his hand and threw it on the table.

He leaned against the sandalwood chair, closed his eyes and smiled and became a little apathetic.

Soon, Su Smoke came back with a good pile of granulated plums.

“Your Highness, please.”

She was about to put the plum on the table.

The sky is forever silent and unseen.

“Food is never placed on the desk, lest important letters are dirty. ”

Su Yan's hand paused for a moment, then he squinted his mouth and looked up at him.

Even if she didn't say anything, she just lifted her eyes and looked at him, and she felt that those eyes were telling him that she was grieving.

It's called a dumb move in his heart that doesn't know where it came from.

Looking at Su Smoke holding the stack of plums in silence, he didn't put it in, neither did he. He laughed.

The more innocent she is, the more she wants to be, the more she really can't help it.

Su Yan stood in front of him, thought about it for a while, make a noise

“Slave with this plum, Your Highness. ”

Nice looking long fingers, pinched a plum in your mouth, full of sweetness and sourness.

He chewed and smiled harmlessly.

“This plum is delicious. ”

He praised and looked very fond.

But in the afternoon, Su Yan stood with this plate of plums for three hours, and he ate that bite!

By the time she got out of her bedroom, it wasn't just her hands and arms.

One stop is three hours of legs, with stiff backs.

Once out of the bedroom, it was dark.

Su Smoke hammered his leg and just moderated, he walked forward.

Xiaohua comfort

“Host, would you like to go back and rest? ”

“Hungry. ”

Her voice was soft and she walked to the palace where she ate without delay.