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

Chapter 621: Awful President, Paranoid Pet 21

She looked down at her clothes.

is a sling silk skirt pajamas.

It looks a little exposed, but...

Su Smoke winks. Look at him.

“You're the only one here, no outsiders. Can we not change it? ”

She wants to eat now.

Su Yan is very serious about this.

But after that, his face was faceless and his ears were red.

He looked at her, lips.

Seducing him, seducing him again.

Is that how she likes him?

She wears this outfit, which is a bit unpleasant, but it looks good.

After serious reflection, Feng stood up and walked towards the outside.

Su Yan stunned for a moment.

She stepped out of bed listening to the door open and closed outside.

Stand in front of the bedroom.

I saw two extra boxes in the hand of the thin pod, which were already on the table.

I saw Su Cigarette coming out, and the sound was cold.

“Come on, eat. ”

Su Yan, take two steps.

The eyes are a little brighter than they were just now.

The pure wood box opens and each box contains three dishes, soup and meal.

Every dish is exquisite and the vegetarian combination is just right.

Su Yan sat down next to the thin pigeon.

Pick up the chopsticks and eat.

I'm starving.

Bite two bites of sugar and vinegar.

Because I've been hungry for so long, I'm kind of in a hurry to eat.

She watched her eat and didn't move any chopsticks.

Until after a while, she accidentally saw that he hadn't eaten and wondered.

“Aren't you going to eat? ”

Thin pixie, this is the only way to regain conscience. Eat it one bite at a time.

Probably the result of a long-term fumigation of a family environment.

He ate and chewed slowly.

Each move carries a slow strip of sleigh.

Bone joints with sharp fingers and bamboo chopsticks, like jade cufflinks, unravel to reveal a strong wrist.

He sat up straight, silent.

But occasionally, I look at Su Yan.

Even though she's a little anxious to eat now, he seems willing to watch.

Seems like watching her eat is something that makes him happy.

After a while, Su Smoke watched him eat up and put down the chopsticks in his hand.

She reached silently, her fine fingers resting on the edge of the bowl of soup.

He glanced and didn't speak.

Even in Su Smoke's eyes, it is the default.

Then she brought it over for a drink.

Thin Feng watched her drink soup for a while.

“Ding-dong, male lead favor plus 3, current favor 49. ”

Xiaohua, whisper your tits.

“Host, you drank a bowl of soup and added 3 more good values. Why don't you have another bowl? ”

Su Yan, listen, I almost choked.

She's fed up.

Don't want to go for another bowl of soup.

Wait till after dinner.

Su Yan looked at the thin flute and made a noise.

“You called me yesterday, I didn't answer. Is there something wrong? ”

A little stinky, tough guy.

“No.”

After that, silence between the two of them.

She stood up and was going to clean up.

And then I heard a flimsy word.

“Pack your things and move. ”

She couldn't be slowed down by this sudden word.

“Where are you moving? ”

A thin snort, a cold snort.

Reach out, hold her hand and hold herself in front.

“I guess you haven't forgotten that we're registered for marriage. ”

Su Cigarette nodded

“Not forgetting. ”

After that, he stopped talking.

Because he felt that he had made himself clear enough.

Su smoke reacted for a while.

Think of two things that have nothing to do with marriage and moving as causality.