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

At this time, delicate dishes are served as well.

Su Yan smelled the scent and came back to his senses.

She walked down from her bed, one step at a time.

You know, it's in the palace.

It's just that this is supposed to be the chair of the Devil's Episcopal Church, transformed into a crimson, shriveled bed with five people lying on it.

She walked up to the metaphor and made a sound.

“Have you eaten? ”

Xiaoxiao heard about the problem, seemed a little stunned, then shook his head

Not yet.

Su smoked and nodded.

“Then come here. ”

He said, reaching out quite naturally held his hand, and he was not shy to pull people to follow the food at that table.

At this point, the sound of smoke in my head

“Host! You are the demonic head of the devil! You are so gentle!! ”

“Um... is that right? ”

“Of course, even if he doesn't kill people like brutal torture or something, then he's a pet, and he can't sit with you on an equal footing! ”

Su Yan listened, well, that makes sense.

Then he slipped away the white elf's hand.

She sat on a sandalwood chair and looked at the delicate dishes in front of her.

Blink your eyes.

However, she had not yet spoken. The maiden next to her had knelt on the floor, picked up a pair of clean jade bone chopsticks and clipped the dish to the plate in front of Su Smoke according to her previous preferences.

Su Yan did not move, he would only look at the girl who was kneeling on the floor.

And when she looked at her, she thought she had made a terrible mistake, trembling on her knees.

“Bishop, forgive me."

Shaking like a sieve.

Su Yan looked at the woman and looked at what was on the plate. He knew what the bitch was doing.

She waved.

“You go down."

After listening, the girl hurriedly thanked him and put her skirt outside.

Then, Su Yan raised his hand and pointed at the man she had just recruited.

“You come and serve me. ”

She blinked her eyes, probably from her heart.

In the past, there was a brazen breath between her eyebrows that made her perceive her extreme desire to kill.

And at this moment, although my body hasn't changed, I changed to our comrade Su Yan,

But that eyebrow brag dissipated, although the tone was definite, but the voice was a little mute, which sounded like most of the momentum had disappeared.

The metaphor was gentle, then nodded and walked up to Su Smoke.

He did not kneel on the floor as humble as the maiden, he merely bent over, picked up the chopsticks again, and sandwiched Su Cigarette.

Su Yan, look at the metaphor, ask Xiaohua in silence

“Whatever I let him do, does he have to listen to me? ”

“Well, host, remember, you are the great demon head, and there are few people who dare to fight to fix the fairy world. Of course, if you let him do it, he'll have to do it."

Su Yan, listen, nod your head.

Well, Xiaohua makes sense.

Su Smoke looked at the metaphors that she clipped to the plate, some vegetables or something.

She looked up at the barbecue.

“Well, I eat that. ”

Xiaoxiao listened to Su Smoke's words. He picked a little eyebrow, but nodded.

“Yes, Bishop. ”

Thus, he clipped a piece into the plate, and Su Cigarette ate a piece. After a while, she felt too slow.

Throw away the chopsticks in your hand.

The eyes of the water looked at the metaphor,

“You feed me. ”

Yeah, straight from the plate to the mouth, so it tastes faster.

Su Yan wants to.

The little metaphor raised his head silently and looked at this demonic head dressed as a demon.