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

Su Smoke nodded.

“We both ate together. ”

A slow dialogue has finally led to the next steps.

Ten minutes later.

The two showed up in the living room.

Su Yan was surprised to discover that there was not only an extra long table in the living room, but also a delicate dish.

She looked in silence at the blinking red camera.

Ji Xingyu didn't know where he had gone. After they walked out of the room, they didn't see him.

These dishes are very sophisticated and light based.

Probably taking into account the disciplined body.

Su Smoke still likes to eat.

After half a noise, she was eating in silence. When she looked up, she found Ji Yuan's dark eyes looking at her, a little uneasy.

She dropped the chopsticks and looked at him.

“You have something to say to me? ”

Ji Yan rolled up and down his throat several times, time consumed little by little, felt a long time passed.

I heard his dull voice.

“I thought you weren't coming to me anymore. ”

He repeated it a million times in his heart, hoping that his words would be made clear, like a normal person.

Su Smoke did not ask for a reason, she paused for a while.

Ask

“Do you have a cell phone? ”

Ji Yi's body is rigid. Keep your head down.

“I, I didn't. ”

I don't know why Su Smoke heard grievances from inside.

She stood up, circled the entire living room, and finally found the paper and pen.

Then, write down a series of numbers and addresses.

Then, push the paper in front of Ji Yi.

“This is my address and phone, you can call me or go to me. ”

She was very clear and slowed down the conversation.

After that, the roll became a roll and placed it in Kiyoshi's hand.

Ji Yi pinched the paper, obviously, his emotions were quite happy.

You can even see bright colors in those dark eyes.

Then he nodded solemnly.

Mm-hmm.

Perhaps because he was happy, the whole face looked a little more popular.

While eating, Su Smoke always smells very shallow.

That smell is strange, like blood and a touch of mint.

Until she finished her meal, her gaze accidentally swept through Kira's wrist.

Prior to that, his slightly wider uniform had been covering his injured wrist.

Nowadays, probably because of eating and being so happy that I forgot about it.

Show me your wrist.

Only then did she discover that the white gauze tied to her wrist had been infiltrated with blood.

She looked at the wound so half-witted.

Su Yan's gaze was too obvious, and Ji Yi also looked at her wrist.

Subsequently, the body stalled.

Then he pulled his sleeve and covered the wound on his wrist.

The look on Su Yan's face got serious. He clasped his lips and lowered his head.

“Aren't you scared? ”

Su Smoke didn't talk.

He put his wrist under the table and his voice was much lower.

“You, don't be afraid, I'll cover up later. ”

Because Su Yan was slow to speak, he became more and more impatient.

He held the wounded wrist tightly in one hand.

Trying to erase the blood on it.

The more silent Su Yan was, the more disturbed he became.

Until, watching Su Yan stand up and leave.

Ji Di's body is stuck.

It got cold all over for a second.

He lowered his head, pulled the sleeve of his sick suit, and tried to cover the wounded area.

Hated?

He, too, doesn't like himself.

Ji Yi sat there and felt nothing but pain.

Hold one hand against the table and sweat straight down.

Are you sick?

He thought that he was about to faint from the darkness and tingling in front of him.

He stood up and wanted to go back to his room.

He knew he must be ugly and ugly now, and he went back to his room and hid.

Don't worry, scare her.

Watching the room not far away, walking.

Step by step, the movement is very rigid.