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

Su Smoke looked at himself in the mirror.

It's a very young face.

Even less pure and more mellow.

As I watched, Xiaohua's voice appeared in my head again.

“Host, you came to find Xiaohua, and Xiaohua doesn't know where she is, woo woo woo. ”

The audible voice dropped, and the contact between the two was broken again.

Su Smoke dressed up.

No more studying these.

Open the door and walk out.

When this came out, I heard what the nanny called her.

“Mrs. Song, you're awake. Mr. Song is having breakfast downstairs. ”

Mr. and Mrs. Song?

Married?

Su Yan walked down the stairs.

There is a layer of milky white wool carpet on the wooden stairs.

Step on it and it won't make a sound.

Go downstairs.

Look at the whole living room.

Cold, simple.

In stark contrast to the pink princess house in the original house.

Most importantly, that room, it's for one person.

There is no other breath of life.

She wasn't supposed to come down for dinner.

I was going to go out and find my own toddler.

After all, listen to her tongue, she looks a little scared.

Her side.

The morning sun came down.

I happen to see a man sitting at the table.

Black suit pants, white shirt, cuffs, button fastening above collar.

Abstinence, insignificant feeling.

Look up again.

Man has a nice face.

Cold lines, no facial expressions, low eyelids.

Cut the beef underneath your hand.

Fingers are long and bone joints are clear.

He must have heard Su Smoke talking to the nanny.

You should also know that Su Smoke has gone downstairs.

The man did not look up.

Just seriously cut the beef under your own hands.

Su Smoke was supposed to leave the footsteps to rest.

Turn around, walk to the table, pull the chair and sit opposite it.

The man cut the beef for a meal.

That's when I looked up and looked at him.

He had dark eyes and no glare.

After a glance, lower your head and continue cutting.

He seems to like to cut everything and eat it again.

Su Smoke watched him cut the beef.

Along the texture of the beef, the cut is flat, the key is that the size of the cut looks about the same.

Su smoked the milk in front of him and took a sip.

The babysitter quickly brought up another piece of beef.

She cut a bite.

The two of them kept quiet.

Eat your own food.

It's like two strangers who don't know each other, who just happen to eat at the same table.

Fifteen minutes later, the man across the street wiped the corner of his mouth and stood up.

Pick up the suit jacket and go outside.

Finally, Su Xin opened his mouth.

“Wait."

The man stood at the front door in his footsteps.

Stand there.

Wait for her to go on.

Su Yan stood up and walked over.

Then give him a hug.

Imagine a wife sending her husband to work.

And then the way.

“Come back early. ”

When she held the man, she noticeably felt the man's back stiff.

With resistance.

It can be seen that men have little physical contact with their origins.

When she spoke, the man did not speak and stared at her without expression for a while.

Su Smoke winks.

“Or do you want me to pick you up? ”

The words of Su Yan bring men back to their senses.

He turned around, pushed the door open, and walked out.

Su Yan thought about it.

Does he want her to pick it up or does he want to come back?

She waited a while for the man to leave, and she remembered that there was another missing tongue she needed to look for.