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

Flowerless lash tremor.

Su Yan, look at the blood on his hands.

“Did you tear it apart yourself?? ”

The flowers shrunk further inward.

Su Yan's heart was like being kneaded repeatedly. It hurt so badly.

She was holding his wrist, taking it seriously, word for word.

“Let me see."

The flowers tremble without leaning lips,

“Don't.”

You're disgusted. Why are you looking at it?

You want to take this opportunity to hate him completely?

Su Smoke wanted to see, and he kept shrinking into the corner without leaning.

And there's more and more blood on the ground.

Su Smoke had no choice.

This guy looks like he's banging her.

She bent over and hugged the whole person.

The flowers were stunned, then reached out and covered their chests with clothes.

Su Yan

“I won't dislike you. ”

Flowerless voice dull, lashes trembling

“You will."

Not only did you dislike it, you ran away.

Su Yan looked so stubborn.

She said,

“As soon as the wound is done, I will never dislike you again.

As long as the wound doesn't bleed again in the future, I won't leave you alone. ”

At last, I heard it in my ears.

He looked up at Su Smoke.

“Really?”

Su Smoke put people on the bed.

"Shadow”

She shouted out.

The shadow quickly pushed the door in.

Look at the blood in this place.

There are also pale flowers on the bed.

“Bishop! ”

She made a noise.

“Find a doctor, the wound in his heart seems to have broken again. ”

Shadow walks to bed.

“Miss Su Yan, the shadow is fine. ”

Speaking, Shadow reached out and wanted to take off her undressed clothes.

The flowers pulled together and glanced at the shadow.

The shadow was stiff and stood still.

Su Yan

“Don't want to heal the wound? ”

Look at Su Xiang.

“Don't look. ”

Su Smoke nodded

“Okay."

When I answered, I decided to leave the flowers on the bed and go out.

However, as soon as she made a move, she grabbed her by the hand.

“Where are you going? ”

He's in a bit of a hurry.

Su Yan

“I'll wait at the door. ”

Flowerless shaking head

“You, you can't go. ”

Su Smoke winks

“So what do I do? ”

I won't let you see it. I won't let you go.

And let her hold it, even if she wants to turn around and not look.

He made a noise.

“Close your eyes. ”

Unsurprisingly, Su Yan dominated just now.

This is the moment to say whatever you want.

Su Smoke didn't say anything, closed his eyes.

This time, I finally took off my clothes and healed my wound.

Su Yan was right.

That wound did tear the flowers apart.

At that time, it was so sad that I felt like I wasn't like everyone else, that I disliked cigarettes.

A man gets hard, even dares to do it.

As a result, Su Smoke came back after just doing something to herself.

He heard Su Yan talking to Shadow.

And suddenly the flowers returned to God.

Look at the blood on the ground.

Look at the wounds that are worse than before.

He wanted to see Su Yan again, and he was afraid that Su Yan might dislike him.

Finally, he covered himself and squatted in the corner.

Then there was the scene when Su Cigarette came.

It'll take him half an hour to clean the wound.

Wait for the whole thing to be done and wrap around the gauze.

Shadow sound

“Bishop, your wound is so serious that you need to rest and remember not to let it tear and putrefy again. ”

Shadow wondered if his bishop had listened.

Because when he was finished, his bishop hurried to take his clothes and cover the wound with severity.

It's like being scared of being seen.