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

Comrade zombies came as promised at night.

Because the hair in front of him almost reached the position of his chin, blocking his face, plus he was wearing a white shirt.

So much so that at first glance I thought Sadako had come.

So Guan... When Su Yan once again fed him sugar, he brought a rubber band.

He first fed a few pieces of sugar and then showed him to come down.

“Tie your hair up for you. ”

Comrade Zombie first a meal, black eyes staring straight at Su Smoke.

“No."

Dumb voice, very resolute.

Su Yan is confused

“Why? You can't see the way. ”

Comrade Zombie still refuses.

“No."

Su Smoke nodded.

“Okay."

She wanted to put away the black leather ring.

Reach out and pull his hair behind his ears.

Show his face.

Being a zombie, a non-human species, you look... pretty good.

Gray skin, dark eyes, thin, with a morbid beauty.

Plus his hair was long and his tail was slightly curly, looking like a medieval gentleman.

Su Smoke stripped him of sugar, stripped him of two pieces, and also gave himself a piece along the way.

“Su Yan”

Her words are clear.

The zombie's head is twisted.

“Hmm?”

Confusion on the face.

Every word of her.

“My name, Su Smoke. ”

Comrade Zombie, it's hard to open your mouth and say these words.

“Sue, smoke. ”

Su Smoke's eyes flashed a smile, his face was different from the past, with a light smile.

The zombie smiled at her and shouted again.

“Sue, smoke. ”

Su Smoke nodded

“It's me.”

I don't know why he was so happy that when he ate sugar, even the rare automated one came out to feed her.

She asks as she feeds the sugar.

“Do you have a name? ”

The zombie glanced at Su Smoke and the air calmed down.

She blinked and thought he didn't understand. Asked again.

“First Name”

Suddenly the corpse became angry and turned its head towards the wall biting the sugar.

He doesn't have a name.

He's not human.

Mouth chewing louder, clicking and rubbing, knowing that it was chewing sugar, knowing that it was chewing meat.

Su Yan was stunned by his angry move.

A few days ago, he got angry because of something, but his eyes were red and he ran away.

This time, there was no running, just facing the wall.

So much so that Su Cigarette sounded so loud that he realized he was angry.

She winks.

“Don't you want me to ask for a name? Don't you want to tell me? ”

After all, there is still a lack of communication, and the ideas of the two people are not well aligned.

She bit the sugar.

“Well, I won't ask. ”

As he said, he peeled a lot of sugar down his head and put it in a newspaper.

She stood up and moved her fingers.

“Here's the sugar, you remember to eat it. ”

After that, he seemed angry and never looked back.

Until Su Xiang said,

“I'm going back first. ”

Speaking of which, I don't even care about sugar at this time.

Standing up directly, his body moved quickly. He pulled Su Smoke and pushed him against the wall.

Huge force impacted, Su Yan twisted his eyebrows and gave a muffled hum.

His eyelids moved low and the pain finally began to fade away.

Apparently, he also found himself overpowered, as if to hurt this very weak woman.