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

Phoenix closed her eyes.

If that's all, forget it.

He found himself, and he was being changed.

I've only seen him a few times.

But it seems that she remembers every move she makes.

Last night, in this bed.

She held herself seriously and kissed.

Let him get out of control and kiss her.

At that moment, he seemed to understand why the men in his dreams reacted that way when she killed them.

Men in dreams, all dead.

Killed by a woman named Su Yan.

When one dies, there is no anger on her face, as if it is a matter of willingness to die in her hands.

Last night, he found himself, coinciding with the man of his dreams.

Want that woman to kill him?

Huh.

Ridiculous.

So he intends to do it first.

It's really time to give this order.

I don't know why, there's a rage coming out of my heart.

He doesn't even know what he's angry about.

Wait more than half an hour.

In my head, constant images flashed through.

In dreams, it happened.

He was in a trance, not even sure if it was a dream or a real one.

Red Night sent a message that she didn't die.

The anger accumulated in my heart, I don't know why, just dissipated.

Hidden, relieved.

Today, dreams strike again.

Different from previous dreams.

Mixed mix, all killed by Su Yan.

As if at that moment he was the man of his dreams.

One real mistake, one kill.

It's like no matter how many times you go through it, it ends the same way.

Phoenix's eyelids drooped low and took the glass placed on the table next to her.

Have a sip of water.

The pale lips have a silky red moisture.

Bone joints with sharp hands and tight cuffs.

Mumble low

“Su Yan”

The lights weren't on in the house.

He can only be seen invisibly through the moonlight projected in him.

Low murmur, shivering eyelashes.

One voice, demonic, sounds like they're going into people's hearts.

· · · · · ·

The next morning, Su Yan woke up early.

Standing in the living room, she hesitated for a while.

“Xiaohua”

“Hmm? Host?? ”

“What should the injured take to the hospital? ”

As soon as Xiaohua heard Su Yan's words, she knew that she was going to see Phoenix.

Right away. Spirit.

“Hold on, host. ”

In a moment, listen to Hana's voice.

“Host! Flowers!”

Su Smoke winks

“Really?”

“Of course!”

Su Smoke picked up the wallet on the table.

Look inside the money.

“One hundred and eight dollars. ”

It's all her home.

“Well, go to the flower shop first. ”

When I thought about it, Su Smoke went out.

Xiaohua hastened

“Host, there's a flower shop right next to the hospital. ”

“Okay."

She responded honestly.

Half an hour later, when Su Smoke stood in front of the flower shop.

Look at the remaining 22 bucks in your hand.

Xiaohua whispered

“Host, buy carnations. ”

Su Cigarette nodded

Mm-hmm.

So care, ten minutes later.

Su Yan appeared at the door of the ward with three carnations.

One of them, still not enough money, the boss looked at Su Xiang girl cute, cheap to give.

“These flowers, take them to the next room. ”

As soon as she arrived at the door, she heard the sound of the Red Night.

Followed by a dozen black bodyguards, a variety of flower baskets from the ward, and a variety of carnations and gifts.

A pile of flowers at the door, a pile of them, I don't know, I thought this was who got married from the hospital.