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

Just listen, rumbling, is the sound of rubbing against the ground.

Because of the darkness in the house, it could only be seen invisibly, pushed up, a cross.

On that cross, tied a man.

Swinging room to hear the crisp sound of the chain friction with the chain.

The man drowned his head like he was asleep.

Su smoked the cup and moved it manually.

Through the hidden light, the eyes want to see clearly the people on the cross.

I don't know who said it.

“Lights on."

Follow, snap, snap, all the lights on all sides.

In the dazzling light, the man tied to the cross finally saw clearly -- the word.

He looked down and didn't know if he was asleep or what.

Last night, she slept with him. We met again this afternoon, and he felt quite thin.

Su Smoke held the hand of the cup tightly.

Then he walked silently to the man named Wang.

Watching him drink almost as much champagne.

Su Yan gave Wang a harmless, pure smile.

Pass the champagne in your hand.

President Wang glanced at Su Yan and laughed.

Seems to have gotten used to the beauty around her, doesn't feel anything, so take the champagne cup and hand her the empty one.

Turn around and talk to the guy named Lung.

“Isn't that the right word? What can we do if we have more? I caught you. ”

Wang raised his glass and drank all the champagne.

Su Yan stood in front of the cross and looked at Kwon's words.

And those who had sporadically sporadically spoken quickly came together in front of the cross.

Just like watching the prey, measure up and down.

They seem to know each other very well.

“President Wang, who is this kid? Look at this leather bag. ”

Speech down, that obscure mind, anyone can hear it.

Then, I thought of a laugh around me.

The man tied to the cross and never moved, after hearing this, Xu Xu Tutu opened his eyes.

A pair of peach blossom eyes swept deep through the talker.

I don't know why. He's just a good-looking kid.

But he was staring at me, and I always felt like a maggot.

And that man, after he woke up, was different.

Clearly he is the prey for people to watch. His thin, cold lips snap up, his eyebrows slightly pick the tail, lean on the cross, lazy and depraved.

Like, this is his home, and he's the owner.

His eyes inadvertently slipped away and he happened to see Su smoke standing in front of him, holding an empty glass of champagne.

His gaze broke and he moved away again.

A carefree eye, as if none of the people here could get into his eyes.

Brother Long is a little nervous holding a glass of champagne.

“President Wang, you brought him here to prepare...”

The voice is skeptical.

Mr. Wang is laughing.

“Don't worry, it's all in my heart to be here today. ”

When he said it, the king looked at Kwon and snorted.

“Not in the arms business with me? Whoever you are, you're dead! ”

The reason he got his resignation here was to kill an exemplar.

President Wang showed a man around, a man in black, holding a pitch-black pistol in his hand.

Slowly approaching Kwon's resignation.