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

“Cough, cough, cough!! ”

Xiaohua ate the chips and was choked by her own host.

I didn't think so before, now I'm looking at the host, it's amazing, it's raw.

Well, the little flower language is self-taught, so much so that it would be inappropriate to use words.

There is no fluctuation in the scenery of Song Yu.

“Mind your own business first. ”

Su Yan is serious

“I want to know what you like, what if you don't like what you get later? ”

Song Yu had no expression, reached out and pushed Su Yan's hand away.

“That's your business. ”

The sound is distant and cold.

Copy your hands in your pockets and turn around toward the outside.

After Song Yu-jing left.

Su smoke rests by the bedside.

Close your eyes and think for a while.

Slowly.

“XZ8920”

Xiaohua

“Huh? Host, are you sending this to Lord Song Yu-jing? ”

Su Yan made a noise

“This is the license plate number of the car that hit me. ”

Originally he lowered his head and stopped playing with Lego's tricks.

Head up to see Su Yan.

“Coming for you? ”

Su Smoke nodded

Mm-hmm.

The only thing I don't know is if it's for her or for her.

After these words, Su Yan was silenced again.

Xiaohua is confused

“Host, what are you thinking? ”

Su Yan raised his head and blinked.

“Thinking about what to give him tomorrow. ”

Xiaohua is surprised

“The host intends to send it every day? ”

Su Yan suddenly suddenly

“Shouldn't the offense be a little fierce? ”

Xiaohua nodded quite agreeably

“Yes, yes, the host, indeed, should be more aggressive. There are too many women who like Lord Song Yu-jing. The patient nurse, doctor, is giving gifts to Lord Song Yu-jing every day. ”

It just snuck up and threw away a bunch of gifts.

Husband and wife!

Hmm!

Immoral.

The next day, Song Yujing came to work.

I saw an 11-year-old boy standing in front of his door.

Wearing a white jeans shirt, combed with Lisso's short hair, he put something on his feet and leaned against the wall with a cube in his hand.

No, I don't.

Song Yujing stepped forward and walked to the door to open the door.

Su Jiao, put down the cube.

“Hey, this is for you. ”

Song Yujing opened the door, walked in and closed the door.

As if Su Qiu hadn't spoken.

Su Zhuang stunned for a moment.

He walked over, knocked on the door.

Knock, knock, knock.

There's a noise coming from inside.

“Come in."

Su Zheng walked in.

Then I saw that Song Yu Jing had passed along the white coat and sat at the table.

He made a noise.

“Something wrong? ”

Su Qiu, hand over the white carton in your hand to Song Yujing.

“My sister sent me this. ”

Song Yujing

“I don't know your sister. ”

Su Qiu was silent.

Follow the path.

“My sister is Su Yan. ”

And as the two of them were talking, the knocking came again.

Su Yan was dressed in a medical uniform and appeared at the door.

Su Qiang was surprised for a moment.

Know there's nothing left for you here.

“I'm leaving. ”

He kept his head down and played with the Cube and left.

Su Yan walked in.

Song Yu-jing, look at her, and look at the white carton on her desk.

Make a sound.

“Your illness is no longer a major obstacle and you can be discharged tomorrow after another day of observation. ”

Su Yan, look at him. Seriously.

“The doctor said he needed a family escort. ”

Song Yujing held a pen.

Head up.

He doesn't know exactly what this woman is thinking.

Send him flowers and tell him you want to pursue him.

And came here to find him.

The behaviour of a pile is completely inconsistent with what she had previously shown.

He doesn't understand her and doesn't want to pay attention.