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

“Sister. ”

Xiaohua tangle

“So, what's my name? ”

Su Smoke didn't hesitate much.

“Su Xiaohua. ”

Su Xiaohua listened and was very confused.

He's looking at Su Xiang.

“I don't like that word. ”

“Why?”

“It's a girl's name. I want a mighty name! ”

Su Yan, look at him. It's so loud.

“Suwei Wu? ”

Little flower tangles.

So it sounds...

Sounds like Su Xiaohua sounds better.

So Xiaohua regretted it and hurried.

“Let Su Xiaohua hear better. ”

Su Yan reached out and touched his head.

“The memory hasn't been transmitted to me yet. ”

Su Xiaohua nodded.

Then, his voice appeared in Su Yan's mind.

“Ding-dong, memory transfer in progress, please wait. ”

Su Yan always felt a tingle coming from him.

Originally, Su Smoke.

Shortly after graduation, she married her current husband, Song Yujing.

I was expecting a lot from my marriage.

Neha, after a few days together, found that this husband was not his own dish.

Cold and cold, not talking, like a piece of wood.

If her father hadn't asked her to marry him, she wouldn't have asked for such a man.

Not even if he looks better.

Married for a year.

Two people spoke no more than twenty sentences.

Since the first day of marriage, the apartment has been in bed until now.

Finally, I couldn't stand it and cheated.

Originally obscured with a romantic man who learned to paint.

That man is funny, he sends roses and he speaks sweet words.

Especially in comparison to this husband. That's so good. It can't be better.

So I wanted to divorce my husband.

After a year and a half of marriage, she got divorced.

She's pure out of the house.

Having sex with the man who studied painting.

Unfortunately, that little lover was thinking about his money.

It was meant to be used to fund his exhibition.

Now she's divorced for nothing, and she's financed by a little lover.

Of course it's impossible for a little lover.

The original sense of humor turns into a diabolical opposite.

Not only that, but also punched and kicked, with a tendency to violence.

After his third miscarriage, he finally committed suicide in despair.

· · · · · ·

Su Yan receives the full memory.

Xiaohua

“Ding-dong, original wish, to make that lover Yin Xing pay the same price. ”

After that, Xiaohua started to tangle.

“The host, originally married. How do you find the master? ”

Little flower with such a tender face.

The sound of milk.

Horn honk.

“Host, if you get along with the male lord, is this called an affair? So the male lead is Little Third? Your little lover? ”

Su Yan took an apple from the table, and when Xiaohua opened her mouth again, she reached out and blocked her mouth with an apple.

“Um...”

Su Yan

“There won't be an affair, there won't be a lover.”

Xiaohua is confused

“Hmm?”

Aren't the hosts going to talk to the male master??

Think so.

Listen to Su Yan.

“My newlywed husband, that's who I'm looking for. ”

Suddenly, Xiaohua's eyes lit up.

“Really? ”

Su Smoke nodded

Mm-hmm.

When they were talking, Su Yan's phone was vibrating.

She picked it up and took a look at the notes on it, sweetheart.

Is this the old lover?

Just think, pick it up.

A sweet scream across the phone.

“Baby, are you awake? ”