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

Xiaohua made a noise

“The host, the male lead, should look silly. ”

Su Xiang responded.

Mm-hmm.

She saw it too.

Xiaohua said

“Host, have you heard of the bird scene? ”

“Hmm?”

“The eagle is born into a small eagle who has a crush on the first person he sees with his eyes open and considers himself a mother. ”

Su Yan

“... you mean he treats me like a mother? ”

“Well, not this one.

But the male lord should be the first to see you after he wakes up in a coma and has a crush on you. ”

That's a good feeling. It's a sudden surprise.

Su Smoke looked at the man pulling her clothes.

Reach out, grab the man, and go.

“Get out of here and find a place to stay. ”

When the voice dropped, four people quickly disappeared into this alley.

· · · · · ·

In the inn.

The wind was generous and bought four fine rooms directly.

Su Yan led Ching Ching to one of the signs.

“You live here tonight. ”

Men nod honestly.

After that, Su Yan let go of his hand and walked out the door.

Then she walked out the door and the man followed her.

She's back.

“Go back to sleep. ”

Man nods.

As a result, Su Yan moved on, and he followed.

She's a little helpless.

“Must you sleep with me? ”

Man winks, winks, red eyes.

“I can stand by the door. ”

His voice was small, uncertain, and careful.

After that, he was afraid that Su Cigarette would disagree. He was a little anxious.

“I'll be quiet and not bother you. ”

Su Smokey's face didn't float a bit.

She looked at the man so half-witted.

Followed, walked up to the man and pulled him back into the house.

Close the door.

The man thought Su Smoke was going to get angry and stood at the door looking down at the first pair of confessions.

Su Yan watched his series of moves.

She pulled the person in front of the chair, indicating that he sat down.

Then bend over and ask him seriously.

“What the hell is your name? ”

Man, open your mouth and keep your voice down.

“Sir.”

“Full Name”

“Sir. ”

I don't know why men get tight all of a sudden.

Stop looking into Su Smoke's eyes, keep your head down, your eyelashes tremble and whisper

“My name is Ching Ching, I am Ching Ching. ”

He seemed to be in chaos.

Speaking less and less.

Followed by a very sad look on his face.

Every word Su Yan said, he thought very seriously about it.

Smoke asked him his full name, but he only knew his name was Ching Ching.

He kept trying to think.

What's his full name?

Full name...

Name, think of your head like it's about to rip open.

It hurts bad.

The pain is low.

Su Yan reached out and touched his head.

“Well, well, I won't ask. ”

She gave up and continued to ask.

And at this point, the man's lips moved.

“Flowerless, my name is Flowerless. ”

He raised his head pale and looked at Su Smoke brightly.

As if I had accomplished a remarkable task.

Waiting for her praise.

Su Yan looked at him and touched his head.

“Does it still hurt? ”

I nodded without a clue.

“Pain."

Su Yan rubbed his head.

Flowerless.

The name is a little familiar.

I think I've heard it somewhere.

I thought half a day without fruit.

Finally, she let the flowers go to bed, and she held his hand beside her to make sure he was asleep, which let him loose and went outside.

Nice, familiar name.

Su Yan went back to his room and didn't think of it all night.

Until the next morning, come downstairs to the inn for dinner.