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

That's what Xiaohua said.

But seeing as he's silent and careless, isn't that what you mean?

Su Smoke watched, not knowing what was going on, his mouth slowly clasped.

Doesn't he want her to kiss?

Thinking about it, it's a little boring.

Lower your head and retract your hand around his neck.

But the hand didn't say it back, and it was stuck in his arm with only a strong hand.

Su Yan stunned. He was about to raise his head. He heard the sound coming from above his head.

“Not after the kiss? ”

She looked down and thought that this woman was rushing out this morning because she was looking at this idiot.

The anger in my heart poured out for a while.

His words were left behind. Su Xiang whispered.

“Well, I don't kiss anymore. ”

Quit listening, reach out again and lift her chin and look at her.

But seeing this woman, she was bored, she didn't want to see him.

He laughed.

Is she still angry?

After a long time, he finally had the right to resign.

Slow tone

“You snuck in here this morning, you got any sense? ”

Su Yan listened and looked up at him.

“I didn't sneak in. ”

She's generous.

“Why did you come to see him? Don't tell me about friendship."

Su Yan hesitated, and she couldn't help but peek at Luo Yuanjie.

This move succeeded in darkening Kwon's face again.

Soon after, I heard Su Xiang deliberately lowered his voice.

“I'm afraid he's dead. ”

“Do you care so much about him? What does it have to do with you if he doesn't get hurt or die? ”

Su Yan nodded seriously.

Then, as soon as she nodded, she felt her waist about to break.

She said,

“I had nothing to do with his injury, but he had to hang his breath. ”

She delineated the line carefully.

It was only then that Kwon seemed to catch something.

Like, this serious woman in his arms doesn't care about that idiot.

He leaned down, flat with her.

“Speak very carefully. ”

Su Smoke explained every word.

“I'm afraid you're going to kill him. I have to make sure he's breathing. ”

“It's about you? ”

Su Yan nodded seriously.

Mm-hmm.

Kwon's resignation dissipated a seven, seven, eight, eight.

He glanced at the man in the bed. It was a long story.

“He broke his arm and leg, inevitably affecting his reputation. ”

Su Smoke tangled,

“This should have nothing to do with me. ”

The words held her, her head resting on her shoulders, half the weight resting on her.

Just now, there was violence and it seemed like the building would be demolished at any time.

But now it's a lazy, relaxed face, exactly the same as when you first came in.

He kissed Su Smoky's tender cheek.

“That's it. Should we go home? ”

Su Yan stood there, hugging him and barely holding him.

Just listen to someone.

“Little girl."

“Hmm?”

“The time you kissed me was too short to taste carefully. One more kiss. ”

“But you just didn't want me to kiss you. ”

“Who said that? You just kissed me and I wanted to swallow you one bite. ”

The two of them dragged on and tangled up, not at all mindful of a dramatic show against a newly opened sickness.

Su Yan, listen, I can't help laughing.

Xiaohua was amazing, but she knew she wanted to kiss him.

Well, she likes to kiss him.

With the right words, Su Yan can perceive the hidden leap in his heart without any fluctuations.

Outside the door, An Yuanfei looked at Su Yan. That was all in his eyes.

An Yuanfei has never seen the greatest treasure in his life.

But in his mind, Su Smoke is that big baby.

One, understate it three or two times and resign the power to the Holy Killer of restraint, oh, no, it's the Holy Art!

Or the glowing kind.