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

Waiting for him to lie slowly in his own bed.

I just feel dizzy.

Cigarettes. Is that disgusting?

He felt his chest was stuffy and a little sad.

Clearly, in a few days, the wound will grow on its own.

It can be like nothing ever happened.

But cigarettes, I guess.

She was no good to him.

He was also expelled from the house.

She never does that to herself.

How good it would be if you didn't recover your memory.

Cigarettes will definitely always be good to him.

He thinks.

The flowers didn't tip over the bed and closed their eyes.

Hold yourself.

On the other side, Su Yan rubbed his eyebrows over there.

I just feel a little twisted in my heart.

Uncomfortable.

It's so uncomfortable.

Xiaohua sees the misery of the host.

Dao

“Host, do you need help with the flowers? ”

After a while.

Su Yan made a noise

“I'm not feeling well. ”

“Why is the host uncomfortable? ”

“Don't know."

She was just, like, angry.

Su Smoke doesn't really understand either.

Just knowing that whatever emotion it was, it was him who started it.

Good or bad.

He's nasty.

Xiaohua, start analyzing.

“Is the host heartbroken? ”

Su Smoke doesn't talk.

Xiaohua Dao

“Was the host particularly angry when he saw the wound in the heart of the male host?

Why did he do this to himself? ”

Su Yan listened to Xiaohua's words, he actually guessed them correctly.

She answered.

Mm-hmm.

Xiaohua was very proud of himself for mishitting and guessing about it.

Su Yan asked

“What can I do to stop my heart from hurting so much? ”

She asked.

Xiaohua

“Host, as long as you take care of the male master, it won't hurt. ”

Xiaohua took it for granted.

Su Yan, listen, Dao

“But I don't want to see him. ”

Xiaohua is confused

“Why?”

“It hurts to think of him. ”

She can't control it.

Xiaohua thought about it for a while.

Well, it can't figure it out.

I had to.

“Host, you can do whatever you want, just follow your heart. ”

So, the next day, Su Smoke disappeared.

When the flowers don't tilt until dawn, I want to talk to Su Cigarette again.

And found her house empty.

The flowers have dark eyes.

Wooden stood there, looking at the empty house.

She's gone?

Did you dislike him?

Flowers don't touch their chests.

Keep your head down.

He thought he'd be happy.

He helped her save the villagers.

Later, as long as she says he can save more people.

He wanted to tell her that he would cover the wound and not let her see it.

But before he said anything, he left.

I don't even know how long I've been standing at the door.

The script came to see his bishop for dinner with Miss Su Yan.

Then, watch the bishop's beard circulate and stand there.

It was the first time he had seen a bishop so depressed, sad and lonely.

Makes people look heartbroken.

Shadow up front.

“Bishop."

The flowers don't talk, they don't move.

A long time later, the voice was dull.

“Am I ugly? ”

He said, touching his heart.

Think of cigarettes looking into his eyes.

So cold, like a stranger.

She doesn't want him anymore.

Ever since I found out he was actually a very ugly man.

Su Yan has been walking outside since last night.

She doesn't know what to do either. It's just too boring.

It's boring.

So she kept walking.