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

Su smoke leaned on the side of the bed and drank his drink with a cup.

He said too much, and his voice hurts so bad.

“Don't you have a house? ”

Su Mother was stunned.

“Cigarettes, you...”

Su Yan swallowed slowly

“When the house is sold, there will naturally be 300,000. ”

Suma's fingers are shaking.

“Cigarettes. That's Mom's old house. You sold it. Where's Mom staying? ”

Su Cigarette Eyelid Drop

“There will be a lot of money left, and enough money to rent the house for 50 years. Enough for old age. ”

Selling houses?

Of course it hurts.

I can't sell it without selling it.

Summa's voice.

“Cigarettes, you see, you don't have a lot of money. Why did you put Mom out of the way for this little thing? ”

Su Yansha Dumb

“Then let him go to jail. I'll file a complaint. Intentional homicide in a burglary. ”

The charges are heavy enough.

If that's true, it'll take at least 20 years to start.

Moreover, Su Smoke is likely to win the case.

Su Feng reached out and pulled Su Ma.

“Mom, do you want to watch me go to jail?! ”

Suma shook her head.

“No, Peak can never go to jail. ”

Su Mother struggled painfully.

Looking up, Hiba looked at Su Smoke, trying to get her to put on a horse.

Su Yan coughed and closed his eyes.

“My terms are clear. Two choices, one, five days. ”

After that, she lifted her quilt and laid back in bed again.

Tired.

It feels like so many days are over on this day.

My voice hurts so bad.

She closed her eyes and fell there to rest.

Stand up, civilian police next to you.

“Well, we all know the basics. Su Feng, come on. ”

Su Feng was taken away by two civilian police officers.

Su Mother followed Su Feng out with tears.

As he walked and warmed up, he feared that Su Feng would suffer from freezing there.

The man walked away and the ward was clean.

At noon, agent Ling Ling arrived.

I have a little rice congee in my hand to digest.

Set aside at the bedside.

The agent was dressed well and his hair was all tied up behind him.

Make a sound.

“Su Yan, how's the rest going? ”

She nodded, Sandmouth.

“It's okay. ”

Listening to Su Yan's voice, the agent stunned for a moment.

“Your voice...”

“Wounded the vocal cords, resting. ”

The broker nodded.

After half a beep, the agent made a noise

“For a month now, according to the contract, if you don't broadcast live any more recently, it will be a breach of contract. ”

The agent sighed.

“I know it's not easy for you, but it's the company's decision.

Live content is up to you. You can interact less and focus on dancing. ”

Su Yan's side went to see her.

“Anything? ”

The agent nodded.

Mm-hmm.

Su Smoke nodded

“Okay."

She needs to feed herself.

Live, that's the guy who ate.

The broker pulled a suitcase through the door.

“This is your live tool. ”

Su Smoke nodded

“Thank you.”

Then, the broker said a few more words of condolence and left.

Su Smoke gets out of bed and opens the suitcase.

Take out what's inside.

It's a tripod.

And some little skirts, little shirts and stuff.

There is also a company that sends mobile phones specifically for live broadcasting.

Turn on the phone, she's been messing around for a while.

Find your live account and log in.

By the time she was messing around, she had already logged into her account and started broadcasting live.

Live name [Jiangnan Lulu].

From the start, someone poured in.

The barrage quickly brushed up.

“Lulu, how come it's been so long since I've seen you live? ”

“Baby, you're finally on the air. ”