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

He held the note tightly in his hand and waited until he was back to normal.

Explain it well, Xingxu. She'll listen.

The more I think about it, the more I'm going to faint.

Just take a few steps and your body will shake and fall to the ground.

At this time, Su Smoke found the first aid kit from somewhere in the living room.

Just walking over.

I saw Ji Yan's hand wrapped around the gauze. For a moment, he actually dripped blood along his fingers.

Blood penetrated the gauze, ticking, ticking, dropping on the floor.

She mumbled and walked over and found that he seemed very upset.

The next second, Ji Yi was born and fell to the ground in front of her.

She took three steps and two steps, one hugging Ji Di.

Dang.

They both fell to the ground together.

Su Smoke looked at his painful face with white hair and reached out and patted him on the cheek.

“Ji Yi? Ji Yi?? ”

While talking, pinch your fingers into the person.

Probably her method worked.

The dark eyes gradually restored brightness.

The sound of Su Smoke in his ear opened his eyes, and the face with the tension appeared in his eyes.

Su Yan's eyes are serious.

“How are you? ”

Ji Yan looked at Su Yan and determined after a long time that he was not dreaming.

The physical pain is gradually disappearing.

He opened his mouth and the first sentence was,

“Didn't you leave? ”

Su Yan looked at his uneasy and helpless appearance and his gaze fell on his injured wrist again.

Pink lips creep up.

It's a little chilly.

“You like to masturbate? Did you deliberately put your wrist like this? ”

Xiaohua, listen, took a breath.

Is the host angry?

Are you mad at the man?

In Xiaohua's cognition, the host was very good, and he was a little too indifferent to everything around him.

I don't know if it's equality in the eyes of its hosts, or if it's nobody's eyes.

So little does Xiaohua see the host angry.

Not to mention being angry with the male lead.

Ji Yi was stiff and then silently wanted to hide his wrist, which had already infiltrated the bleeding, in his cuffs.

Su smoked his lips and watched him move. He made a noise.

“The injured hand, do not hide. ”

She spreads her hand open, indicating.

Ji Yan looked at her, hesitating and half-sounding, or slowly swallowed the handle and handed it over.

She lowered her head, reached out, and little by little removed the gauze from him.

Suddenly, a deep, cracked mouth on his wrist appeared in front of him.

Ji Yi also wants to hide back.

But Su smoked it.

She pulled a piece of sugar out of her pocket.

Peel off the sugar skin and shove the soft white sugar straight into his mouth.

Follow, pick up the disinfectant water a little bit and wipe off the blood.

Next to that deep mouth, counting the healed scars.

Looking at the scars, it seemed like a long time ago.

Her hands beat, half a buzz later, still bandaged him up.

The white gauze covered the bloody mouth.

Wait till it's all done.

Su Smoke, look at your hands.

Still holding his injured arm.

Look at him. He's pale, but he's bright, and he doesn't look painful.

Ji Yi also seems to be caught up in eating sugar.

The sweet smell was almost instantaneous in his mouth.

Until Su Yan made a sound.

“I touch you, don't you hurt? ”

Ji Di returned to God, and the two looked at each other and looked at the place where the skin came into contact.

Some of the pain is hot, but almost negligible compared to the pain that I used to get in my skin.