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

As such, Su Xiaohua was seduced by two words.

With a little white rabbit dragged in one hand, he held it in his hand all the time so hard to find a story book.

Xiaohua thought she should go back and play with Xiaohong before coming back for cigarettes to read the story book.

Sent flowers.

Su Yan went back to bed.

Originally, she wanted to talk to Song Yujing.

But I don't know if it's because of the first day of possession.

Very tired.

I fell asleep not long after that.

Song Yu Jing was looking at the autopsy of his gut in the book.

Hear the sound of breathing nearby.

Side by side.

Kind of surprised.

What was the name of the woman he married?

It seems to be called Su Smoke.

Remember the first time they slept in the same bed.

She hasn't slept a night of nervousness.

This followed for three consecutive days.

And then she seemed to find out he wouldn't touch her anymore.

A little disappointed, she wanted to talk to him, but unfortunately he didn't want to talk to her.

Two people have been respectful for three months and have spoken in one of the most frequent ways.

Later, the woman became more and more disappointed and raised her separation with one breath.

He agreed.

Recently, she seemed to have a lover outside.

And fought with that lover.

He doesn't care.

He knew that one day they would get divorced.

At the time of the divorce, he gave her more money to compensate for this asexual and unloved marriage.

But only if she can't cheat on another man.

As long as she offers a divorce, he can do it at any time.

But apparently, she seems to be trying to cheat behind his back.

If that's the case, then she can't be overjoyed.

Not in pasta.

I just don't like it when people do something behind his back that they sneak up on.

Just today, she seems a little different.

She actually took the initiative to come over for breakfast with him. Tonight, she dared to come and sleep with him.

Although, in marriage, it should have been.

What does that mean?

Are you going to cover your eyes or ears?

Making more elaborate plans for yourself?

Song Yu-jing leaned on the bed and thought.

But, rarely, tonight he doesn't reject her scent.

Because she was very good with disinfectant.

He said it on the first day of his marriage.

Unfortunately, she never seemed to hear it.

Song Yujing looked at Su Yan's sleeping face and thought about it for a while.

Till the pointer points to 11: 30.

He dropped the book in his hand.

Lie still, turn off the lights and close your eyes.

The next morning.

Su Yan took the lead in waking up.

When she woke up, she saw Song Yu Jing lying next to her, calm, eyes closed, motionless.

He had a black blanket over his chest.

He seemed motionless all night.

Lives like a dead man before his funeral.

Su Smoke felt a little magical.

So long as I watched him fall asleep.

Until Song Yu Jing opened his eyes and woke up.

The two look at each other.

Three seconds later.

Su Yan made a noise

Morning.

Song Yu-jing did not speak.

He sat up and lifted the quilt.

I quickly went into the bathroom and took another bath.

Waiting to come out, he was surrounded by the smell of disinfectant.

Just when he came out, Su Smoke had left.

Song Yu-jing looked at the door for three seconds, and then turned away indifferently.

Open the closet and change.

Downstairs.

Su Xiang, dressed in clothes, sat at the table.