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

I saw Ye Yi at a glance.

He walked in, sweating.

Su Smoke winks

“Where have you been so late? ”

Ye Yi seemed overwhelmed when she asked.

Standing there, pulling the collar.

“I, I... ”

Su Yan looked at him for a while.

“Don't you want to talk? ”

Ye Yi hesitated for a moment and nodded.

He didn't want to lie to her.

But I don't want to say who I am.

Speak up and she won't like him anymore.

Ye Zheng's eyes stared closely at Su Yan when he thought of it. It was all the more urgent.

Su Yan held his hand and did not ask again.

“Are you hungry? ”

Ye Yao shaking his head

“Not hungry."

“That bath sleeps. ”

Ye Zhi's eyes lit up.

Su Yan added

“Simply sleep. ”

Ye Qiang suddenly returned to normal.

Then he nodded and grabbed Su Cigarette.

He loved being with her.

With her, no matter what he does, he will.

This hug, Su Smoke still smells bloody clearly.

The taste is already faint, but it can still be smelled clearly.

Su Smoke lowered his eyebrows for a moment.

Half a month later.

Sun family collapsed.

But if the grandchildren are involved with the army, there seems to be something more or less on them.

You don't have to pull deep.

The charges are one after the other.

In jail.

Sun Wusheng stared at Su Yan with anger. Electronic handcuffs rested on him, preventing him from moving out of his seat.

There are cold walls all around.

Su Smoke sat across from him in a military uniform.

Su smoke sounds cold

“I hear you've been looking for me in prison. Something wrong?”

Sun Wusheng became very excited when he heard that.

Want to stand up and question, but ultimately futile.

He made a noise.

“Su Yan! When we agreed that I would help you move to Sun Ming, you would help me to the top. How dare you lie to me? ”

Su Smoke blinked and looked at Sun Wusheng.

“When did I give you this promise? ”

“Isn't that what you said to me?

You asked your men to come to me for three days and two, didn't you? ”

Su Yan looked at Zhao Lin by his side

“You promised? ”

Zhao Lin shook his head

“No.”

Su Smoke turned his head.

“Did you hear that? ”

Sun Wusheng's face is embarrassing.

Look at her panting.

Finally, take a deep breath.

“I haven't seen any big wind waves in all these years. I can't believe I planted them in your little trench. Su Smoke, you're tough enough. ”

Word just dropped.

With a bang, Su Yan threw the document in his hand in front of Sun Wusheng.

“Look at what you've done over the years, if you have nothing to say, sign it. ”

Sun Wusheng was furious and shouted and dumped the document on the ground.

Cold hum.

“Let me confess? No way!”

Su's smoke is cold, and his resistance has nothing to do with it.

“You're sexually abusive, gay, the weakest boy, the one who dies in your hands, and there must be more than a dozen without twenty. ”

Sun Wusheng didn't mean it.

“There's no point in saying anything. Give me proof. ”

Su Yan raised his head and looked at him.

“No evidence was found. ”

She was blunt.

Sun Wusheng looked at Su Yan with contempt.

“You can't convict me, I don't confess, and after 24 hours, you have to let me out. ”

Su Smoke nodded.

A long time later, she made a sound.

“My man is beautiful and weak. When you get out, I'm afraid something's gonna happen to him. So if you get out of jail..."