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

The one with no memory loss, Su Yan, even if she talks less and less.

But it was a man who had been Lord God's first tens of thousands of years.

So many times, every word she says has an impulse to make people feel right, to make sense, to do what she does.

Of course, this is also true at a time when Su Smoke is basically not misjudged.

In contrast, Su Xiang, who lost his memory, said the same thing with a low profile.

But more gentle, more friendly.

It's like... uh...

Let's put it this way.

Su smoke without memory, life grew so hard that the soft heart was wrapped in a hard shell, she protected herself, no one could break it.

However, she still has the temperature to detect that she has a very soft and kind heart.

Su smoke with memories, she's strange.

She doesn't need a protective case.

Because the heart is cold from the inside out.

There's no temperature.

And there won't be any ups and downs.

She doesn't hide her emotions, she really doesn't have ups and downs.

People like that sound panicky.

Doesn't feel good, doesn't feel bad.

There was no difference between kindness and disgust in her eyes.

Strange is weird here.

She distinguishes between good and evil, and she has her own standards of conduct.

will give way to the elderly child.

Will save the beauty of the hero, will show mercy.

Xiaohua knows that all this is different.

Because of the environment.

It understands the host and likes it whether it has memory or no memory.

And now the host, speaking and doing things, is like...

“Host, have you recovered your memory? ”

Little flowers come out.

And by the time it spoke, Su Yan had gone to bed.

She answered.

“Well, with memories. ”

Xiaohua said immediately

“The host, the male host, he also has memories. ”

Mm-hmm.

Su Smoke responded again.

She knows for herself.

Those memories are all there.

And the man came out of the emergency room and looked her in the eye.

Even if you pretend to be pathetic, the burning heat in your eyes can't be faked.

She closed her eyes and hooked her lip.

A long time later, she muttered.

“He's really getting more and more spoiled. ”

Xiaohua heard Su Cigarette.

Take the initiative to troubleshoot your host

“The host, the male lord, is only doing this because of your soft heart for him. If you ignore him or get angry, he might be fine. ”

After so many contacts.

Little flowers are also touchy.

It's no longer that silly, sweet unity of the past.

Su Smoke closed his eyes and laughed more deeply.

“It's okay.”

She's faint in two words.

Why would she be mad at him and ignore him?

He's getting more and more spoiled.

It's okay, she can afford it.

As long as you don't intentionally abuse yourself, it doesn't matter.

Su Smoke against the junior domain is no longer the bottom line.

Finish listening to Su Yan.

Xiaohua felt like a provocative third party.

Finally, he closed his mouth silently.

Still snorted uncomfortably.

The host is a little too nice for the male host.

Never been so good to it.

The night will soon be over.

The next morning.

Su Yan pack your things.

Go prepare for the exam.

The World Youth Physics Competition is divided into two segments.

Preliminary, with the finals.

And in the first round, it happened to be set up in the People's Hall in X City.

Not far from here.

She bit the bread.

When I came out, I looked straight at the door and stared at the corpse Red.

The furniture in the house was moved outside the door.

I don't know if I'm asleep or tired.