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

When Su Yan woke up, it was already night.

She opened her eyes and found the warmth on her cheek, looking down.

I slept all afternoon on my male pet's chest.

She stamped all over her white chest.

She blinked and was not fully awake at this time.

Phoenix looked at her unharmed face and didn't know what kind of thoughts were stored.

He lowered his eyebrows and lowered his voice slowly.

“The bishop slept well. ”

“Mmm."

Su Smoke fell on the pillow, blinking, in relief.

“Comfortable for the Bishop? ”

Su Yan listened, silently reaching out and touching his white chest.

Dumb, soft, gluey noise

“It's good."

Just as soon as I finished, Xiaohua hinted from Su Yan's head

“Host, Momentum, Momentum, you are a monster who kills people without blinking! ”

Su Yan came over slowly, then he looked a little stubborn and suddenly got serious.

She sat up and looked at the metaphor.

“You ask too many questions. ”

Phoenix looked at Su Yan. The shallow smile just appeared on his face and retracted. He lowered his eyebrows again.

“Bishop, the metaphor is wrong. ”

Phoenix sat up, walked down from his bed, and knelt on the ground.

Su Smoke didn't expect him to react so much that she licked her lips and was silent.

She stepped out of her bed, closed her eyes, and was still sleepy.

This body, how it feels like it's very unconscious.

Then she stood there for a while and saw Xiaoxiao still kneeling there.

She walked over, lifted her legs, kicked him.

“Serve me dressed. ”

Metaphor, listen. Stand up.

“Yes."

Standing up, he walked silently to Su Yan's side and picked up the big red coat by the bed.

Su Yan stood there and let him wear it for her.

After everything was done, Su Yan swung forward.

Halfway through, I noticed the metaphor didn't follow.

He stopped and looked to the side of the bed. After he had cleaned her up, he knelt down again.

Su Yan was silent for a moment.

Make a sound.

“What are you doing? ”

“Waiting for the bishop to punish. ”

Su Yan heard his delightful voice.

Blinking, she touched it from her pocket and successfully touched her strawberry milk candy.

Remove the sugar block, peel off the oil paper outside, and slowly bite.

Because you have sugar in your mouth, you're confused.

“I didn't say I was going to punish you. You come with me. ”

Slowly swallowed tone, small flower silent hint

“Host, you need to be strong, you need to be overwhelming! ”

Su Smoky's face turned serious again.

“Don't make me say it again, come on. ”

Xiaoxiao stunned, stood up,

“Yes, Bishop."

He said, walking toward Su Yan.

Listening to his tone, he seemed sincere and scared.

But the way he walked, he felt... like a courtroom walker.

Wait until Xiaoxiao walks to Su Yan's heel, lowers his head and follows Su Yan's back.

The two of them walked forward and backward.

After walking out of the palace, she followed a number of maids and guards.

It's an old habit.

Just like the big banner drums, behind the huge and shaky people, enjoy the sincere, frightened and subdued eyes thrown by the surrounding people.

Su Yan walked for a while, stopped for a moment and looked around.

She hasn't spoken.

Phoenix looked silently, always feeling that the bishop... wanted to go somewhere, but was not familiar with the road.

The more Su Yan series of performance, the more authentic, I'm afraid the bishop in front of him, has been changed core.