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

Unable to move your body.

Giffy's voice was on the phone.

“Knowing the Lord God is still alive and healthy, Giffy is relieved. ”

Voice down.

In front of that taxi, a black superrun ran straight into me.

Until I hear it, bang!

Two cars collided.

The sports car is very fast.

Hit the taxi directly and turned it over.

Drop it hard on the floor.

The head recesses into a large section.

Gasoline leak.

Boom!

A loud noise.

The taxi was lit and exploded.

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The other side.

Su Xiaohua left class.

Originally, Su Qiu and Su Xiaomeng went to the street to sell adorable money.

Sold. Sold.

Su Xiaohua bit the ice cream in his hand.

All of a sudden he fell to the ground.

Those around them who were already squeezing their faces and having fun, all at once scared away a lot of people.

Su Qiu screws eyebrows

“Su Xiaohua?? ”

No more noise on its nose.

He looked up.

“Su Xiaomeng, call Su Yan. ”

Su Xiaomeng pulled out his phone.

It's just that a lot of the calls are out of reach.

Take him to the hospital?

Of course not.

Su Xiaohua is not human.

Su Zheng made a noise

“Call Song Yu-jing and let him come. ”

Su Xiaomeng nodded.

Call me back.

Soon, I picked up the phone.

“What?”

Su Xiaomengdao

“We're in front of Dingli Square, you come quickly. ”

Phone hangs up.

Someone tried to save Su Xiaohua and was rejected by Su Zheng.

Half an hour later.

Song Yujing appeared.

He was dressed in a white coat with a cold temperament and a cold face.

“What?”

Su Zheng heads up

“Su Xiaohua is in shock. ”

Song Yujing leaned over and knelt down.

After checking it over.

Head up.

“Dead.”

The voice went down, the people were watching this side of the scene, and they were all screaming and hiding.

Su Qiu picked up Su Xiaohua

“Go home first. ”

Su Zhuoyin was a little disturbed.

Su Xiaohua has always been with cigarettes.

There are some connections between them that he can't penetrate.

Today, Su Xiaohua suddenly fainted into shock.

Something wrong with the cigarette?

Song Yujing watched the car rush home.

Just when I was about to get home.

Su Xiaohua suddenly moved.

It's lying there, moving, moving.

Then open your eyes.

Moist eyes blink and blink.

The first thing you say is:

“Where's my ice cream? ”

Su Xiaohua looked angrily at Su Xiaomeng sitting next to him.

“Did you steal it, didn't you? ”

Su Xiaomeng smiled.

Su Jiao also looked at it.

“Didn't you die? ”

Su Xiaohua was angry when he heard that.

Anger.

“You're dead! ”

The sound of milk.

Not a little lethal.

Su Xiaohong shook the snake.

Why is this guy alive again?

My heart just stopped beating!!

Whoo-hoo, that's horrible.

Su Xiaohong wrapped around Su Qiang's wrist.

Shrink it.

Song Yujing was also surprised when Su Xiaohua suddenly woke up.

I looked back.

Suddenly, his phone rang.

“Hello?”

I don't know what to say on the phone.

The car that was headed home was stabbed.

The brake stopped abruptly.

Su Xiaohua, who was lying in the back seat, fell directly from the seat.

Su Xiaohua hasn't reacted yet.

The car accelerated rapidly and drove in the direction of Teito Hospital.

Song Yu Jing is cold as ice cream.

Drive like hell.

Looks like something big happened.

It can make Song Yu-jing suddenly look like this.

It's just...

Su Qiu's eyelids jumped.

Something happened to the cigarette.