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

Eyebrows wrinkled slightly, staring at the metaphor face seriously.

Ask in silence

“Xiaohua”

“Well, the host? Are you avoiding Hana? ”

“I... won't. ”

“ · · · · · · · ”

Xiaohua listens to her host.

Think about the previous host's tactical journey.

Think about it, every time your host is eaten, eating proactively is really a big deal.

- System - Host, brush silence.

At the end of the day, Xiaohua made a sound.

“Host, don't worry about this, or... how many pamphlets have I got for you these days? Then you get acquainted with the male lead, get acquainted with physical contact? ”

Su Yan listened, well, that makes sense.

Actually, she doesn't know what's going on with this body.

I've had a bit of a hardship since I finished eating.

When I heard Xiaohua's words, I felt they made sense, so I fell down and grabbed Phoenix with me.

Xiaoxiao was stunned, his eyes flashed

“Bishop? ”

“Sleep with me, don't talk. ”

The voice is fierce and serious.

Metaphor, listen. Eyes should come down.

“Yes."

Su Yan fell asleep quickly and fell asleep shortly after closing his eyes.

Before she fell asleep, she dominated the metaphor.

When he fell asleep, most of his cheeks were on his bare chest.

The whole person shrinks, just sticks to this heat source.

Well, comfortable.

I don't know how long it's been since Phoenix opened its eyes.

Dark eyes stared at the sleeping Su smoke.

Then, suddenly, he reached out slowly and touched the hair on her face, gently lifting the hair behind her ears.

His eyes glistened.

She didn't defend herself at all.

Phoenix thinks he has less skill than that, and can get a brutal person to take off his guard in less than an hour.

If that's not the case, then there's another possibility...

She's a fake.

Just looking at her face, so close, he's sure, not a human skin mask.

Looking at the whole fairy world, no woman has dared to impersonate this monastic bishop.

Countless thoughts crossed his mind.

When she ate, those watery eyes overlapped those of the monastic bishop at first sight.

Well, looks can change instantly, but mindset is impossible.

Phoenix is certain that the woman who held him in his arms and slept with him is not the demon of the past.

That's... his lip angle with a light smile.

With that smile, he looked more like a fairy.

Takeover?

Only, that's possible.

Shelter, a secret ancient art of practice.

Mostly, old monsters who lived hundreds of years.

The ferry failed, the body was destroyed, another matching body was chosen, the original soul of that body was killed, and the body was occupied.

Most of this practice is to find some spiritual roots, but to fix it weak.

What kind of man, what kind of cultivation, can wipe out the soul of a cultivated monastic bishop so deep?

And... Phoenix had in mind someone with a bandaged face, a serious face that didn't kill him.

What do you think, it doesn't feel like an old monster who's built deep.

His eyes drooped, and he was already asleep, Su Xiang, thinking.

Xiaohua and her host, of course, don't know.

This seemingly gentle male bishop has already guessed that this monastic bishop has changed his core.

Uh... I don't know what Su Smoke would think if he knew he was going to eat and sleep.