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

Zhou Huan turned her white eyes again.

However, when she looked at time difference, she noticeably added a few other faces.

She always felt like she knew something.

About her hero thing.

She touched the stone on her wrist.

Since the last time she was in danger, the hero saved her.

Never saw it again.

She really wants to see him.

Shouldn't there be an opportunity to ask Times what he knows?

Zhou Yuan's thoughts flashed.

Su Smoke kept his head down to make a roll.

I don't know if it's because the relationship with Timeshare has gone smooth again.

The question on this roll doesn't seem to bother her her that much.

Exceptionally smooth.

Time passes fast.

Su Yan went back to school on Monday after the weekend at the studio.

As always.

As a result, on Wednesday, Meng Xue returned to class.

She took a month and a half off for filming.

I didn't expect to be back on the way.

However, since she entered the class, her gaze has not been removed from Su Xiang's body.

In class, the sight also frequently swept through Su Smoke.

Su Yan looked at her.

She looked up and down at Su Smoke.

Until the big time.

Because Meng Xue filmed, he was a famous figure at school again.

So many people surrounded her in one lesson.

This time, Meng Xue did not enjoy the admiration of many people.

Instead, he walked to Su Yan's side.

She held her chest with both hands and measured it.

“How do you relate to Shih Shu?”

Without laughing like a flower.

is an overwhelming question.

Su Yan raised his head and the first sentence of the answer was:

“Is Times your brother? ”

Meng Xue frowned.

Listen to Su Yan's bland voice, think she's provoking herself.

So much so that the breath gets worse.

“What do I tell him to do with you? ”

Su Smoke winks and swallows slowly

“What do I have to do with him, with you? ”

“You!! ”

Meng Xue was silenced.

Everyone around them looked at both of them.

Whispering whispers, talking about what the hell is going on.

Meng Xue's hand was patted on Su Yan's table.

“Su Yan, don't change the subject. ”

Su Smoke looked at her own paper under pressure.

“That's my business. It's none of your business, right? ”

Meng Xue hummed softly

“Shih Shu is a public figure, I think I need to argue for the public. After all, there are not a few women who deliberately obscure his desire for fire. ”

Su Smoke held the pen in her hand and chose the answer to one of the choice questions in the paper.

Dao

“You do not represent the public, and the public has no right to ask about his private affairs. ”

I paused, and I said,

“Is that material woman you're talking about talking about yourself? ”

Su Smoke remembered that they searched hot the other day.

Still at the elevator door, pulling, pulling, hooking.

Thinking about it, Su smoked his lips.

Meng Xue was blushed.

She's a little pissed off.

Especially if you look around.

She felt her battlefield was lost at a little bit.

Finally, Meng Xue couldn't help it.

Word for word.

“All you have to do is tell me if it's you or not that little boy in Shih's mouth. ”

“It's me.”

Su Yan responded plainly.

But the people around them took a breath.

And it boiled.

“Su Cigarettes, what are they saying? Is that her, sweetheart? ”

“No way? How did Su Yan and Shishi meet? ”

“Well, if someone asks me if my little one is talking about me, I'll give a positive answer. ”

After all, who doesn't want to be on the tip of their heart?