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

Su Yan walked back to Donald.

The sharp nails on Donald's fingers have not been retrieved and are stained with blood.

On the cheek, on the tail of the fish, the tick-tick-tick blood beads mixed with water dripping down.

Donald was stiff and had no smile on his face.

The inky green eyes looked at Su Smoke and didn't say a word.

Su Yan's golden eyes blinked.

“Are you hurt? ”

“No."

Donald's voice is as pleasant as ever.

Su Smoke nodded.

Ask again.

“He says you're not a mermaid. ”

Donald rolled his throat and responded.

“Yes."

Su Smoke nodded again.

In my mind, Xiaohua had found all the information when she heard that Barris was talking about eating mermaids.

and give feedback to the host

“Host, host! Eating mermaids, represents darkness, evil, misfortune, disaster, mainly manifested in silver tails, ink-green eyes, blood is ink-green, encountering mermaids, chances of survival are, 0. ”

When he said that, Xiaohua was so angry, he knew that the fish was not a good thing!

What kind of mermaid eats three cents of cooked steak?

Still eating so much?

Where's a mermaid with nails that can pierce everything?

Su Yan looked at Donald and the two were quiet for a long time.

She opens her mouth to ask what, and then Donald starts talking.

“Afraid? Do you hate it? ”

As he spoke, he lifted his hand, covered in blood.

Originally, Donald thought the lion was only eating on his plate.

Eat her, it's only a matter of time.

But just now, when his curtain behavior was discovered, he couldn't contain it, his heart trembled.

It was an unspeakable panic.

He didn't want to see the fear, nausea, disgust in this stupid lion's eyes.

That would drive him crazy.

Since when does he care about this lion?

Was it the first time I saw her hugging herself and falling on the grass with herself?

Or sleeping in the same room with her, stretching her hand around her little palm?

He cares about her, about her eyes, about her perception of herself.

He likes the utter trust and reliance she has every time she sees herself.

Love the way she embraces herself.

Love the way she looks at herself with light in her eyes.

Well, he liked Donald Jane the lion.

Like, the first time I hated myself so much, I was a mermaid representing disgust.

Gorgeous appearance, dirty heart.

In the silent eyes of Su Yan, he actually felt disgusted.

Donald drowned his eyes and looked at himself with someone else's blood on his hands.

He grinned his lips, lifted one hand and snapped the silver shiny scales on his other wrist, tearing them apart one by one.

The voice carries an obscure self-derision.

“You hate me.”

He pulled the scales on his wrist, and very quickly, the inky green blood on his wrist dyed off quickly.

He lowered his voice and mumbled. He never looked up at Su Xiang again.

“In the future, if you don't kill people, don't kill people, and erase your markings as mermaids, will you like me as much as you used to? ”

Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick

That sophisticated to brilliant face quickly paled down.

Su Yan waited for the inky green water to drop before reacting suddenly, wrinkling his eyebrows and clamping his hands.

You don't sound so good, your voice is hoarse.

“What are you doing? ”