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

Yu Wenxu, who kept his eyes open, raised his head and held Su Yan's hand.

His eyes are haunted.

“Where will you go when I fall asleep? With complete memories, are you going to leave and go back where you belong? ”

Her face was pale and weak, but she was staring at her urgently.

She had a lot of power holding her hand.

As if he'd never let her leave here again as long as she said a word she didn't like.

Su Smoke blinked and looked at his stiff back.

“Won't leave. ”

She answered seriously.

Yu Wenxu's thin lips were gentle.

Slightly loosen the stiff back.

Su Yan patted his hand and made a noise.

“You mustn't push hard, it will involve the wound. ”

Following, Yu Wenxu's tight force really relaxed.

Followed Su Cigarette's meaning and lay in bed.

Watching him lie down, she stood up and tried to pull out his wrapped hand.

Then the force suddenly intensified again.

His eyes were dark and he was stubborn.

Su Smoke swayed the prescription in his hand

“Your doctor says you need soup pills. ”

He was silent. It sounded half way before he made a sound.

“These can be done by the next person. ”

She looked at herself holding hands.

I'd say, even if she didn't do it, she couldn't hold it all the time.

But moving his lips, watching as he refused to let go of the compromise, he had already guessed the scene after he had said it.

So care, compromise.

“Okay."

There's a little eunuch walking in.

After taking that medicine, I hurried to get it and fry it.

Su Smoke sat beside the bed and never left.

I let him grab me and sleep through it.

Yu Wenxu lost too much blood. Even if he wanted to stay strong and not sleep, he didn't have enough energy.

After incense, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Su Smoke looked at his face.

Beautiful.

Even if he's pale today, he can't hide his beauty.

She reached out after it sounded so good.

Touched his cheek.

Finally, there's a sense of truth.

Well, those in my memory, they're him.

Ever since Su Yan recovered her memory, she has always remembered to be with him when she had no previous memory.

It's just that it doesn't feel real.

In memory, in memory.

She was too late to equate herself with Su Xiang, who had no memory.

It was only when she was held hostage by the princess that she said something so farcical and clear.

Just watched as he didn't hesitate to lift the dagger and stab himself.

The mind can't stop jumping, the body always precedes the consciousness, breaks free of the rope, and runs straight to stop him.

And now, watching him get hurt, he fell on the bed pale.

The kind of irritability in her mind reminds her, um, that she likes him.

Don't want to see him weak and wounded.

Finally, Su Smoke with memory and Tao Su Smoke with no memory, emotions began to merge.

But if she was to cry and beg for a hug, those, they still couldn't be done.

When I thought about it, I retracted my hand.

Touch the gauze on your neck.

The next moment, tear it up.

White gauze fell.

There was some blood next to the wound.

But the wound has largely healed, except for a red mark.

Looks like something cut it.

After tearing off the gauze, he reached over Yu Wenxu's back.

Looks like Su Smoke's hands are holding his hand.

She looked at him as he slept, and the irritability in his heart gradually dissipated.

He's happy like this.

If you can be quiet like this, you'll be more satisfied if you don't move or lose your temper.