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

Su Yan didn't notice the scene, so he pushed the broken silver to Su Qiu's side.

“If you're bored here, you can take him around the market. ”

Su Zheng glanced at the silver.

Well, that kind of attracts him.

He just saw people pay for things, but he never bought them himself.

But Su Zheng thought about the scene that happened this afternoon, he twisted his eyebrows.

“What if he has to go to you? Can I break his leg? ”

Su Yan

“No.”

After that, Su Smoke was relieved to add another sentence.

“He needs to be intact. ”

Su Zheng spoke plainly

“Cigarettes are so eccentric. ”

Su Yan thought about it for a while.

“Possible”

Su Qiu listened to this answer and snorted.

I really don't want to worry about smoking.

As we speak, the wind knocks on the door.

“Su Yan, let's go, I've packed up. ”

“Okay."

Su Smoke responded.

On my way out, I gave you an order.

“Watch him. ”

After that, Su Smoke left.

Then there was only a flower left in the house and a snake left behind.

Hana waited a while and didn't hear Su Smoke again.

Heart knows she's gone.

But it's not dead. It's yelling.

“Cigarettes? ”

Of course nobody answered him.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Su Jiao sitting at the table eating cloud cake.

Turning her eyes, she cried again without leaning.

Tossed away again by cigarettes.

I wish cigarettes had never left him.

That's what he thinks.

Orbital redness.

Su Zheng turned his head and looked at the flowers.

He had an unusual breath flowing around.

Even makes Su Zheng feel dangerous.

Su Zheng made a noise

“Hey, you want something to eat? ”

Su Qiang's voice was not listened to.

I was immersed in my own thoughts and didn't want to deal with anyone but cigarettes.

But think about what Su Jiao just said.

Su Qiu said he was a cigarette man.

The flowers reluctantly raised their heads and looked at Su Qiu.

Then, struggle to climb out of bed.

Walk on.

Sit at the table.

Pick up the candy gourd and snap a bite.

Sour and sweet.

Finally, attention shifted from cigarettes to sugar gourds.

Su Qiu looked at the flowers without a scratch, full of sugar scum.

Remind me of other humans eating candy gourds before.

Only a child who hasn't eaten will get himself covered in sugar scum.

He made a noise.

“You haven't eaten? ”

The flower leaned up for a moment and shook its head.

“No.”

Su Zheng thought it was interesting.

Now he knows what flowers look like.

Said he didn't look human before.

Because his words and actions carry a familiar quirk.

They don't use chopsticks, they don't eat, they don't even seem to have been seen.

So paranoid, so harsh on himself, so indifferent to others.

Believe me, if you ask what the name of the woman who walked with Su Yan is this time.

He certainly wouldn't know.

He's kind of like a beast that's just evolved into a human form.

No, like a robot.

The beast also knows the pain.

He doesn't seem to know the pain.

Of course, he knows everything in front of cigarettes.

Knowing that whining and crying will leave him with everything.

A sly fool.

Su Zheng really didn't want to say that.

But now it seems necessary to admit that.

Fortunately, however, the candy gourd attracted the attention of the flowers.

It's a rare harmony for two people to sit at a table and eat.