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

Then bring up a glass of fresh water next to it.

Hand it to Su Shui.

milk airway

“You'll have a whole new life to take care of your injuries. ”

Su Shui tried to keep herself from getting embarrassed into the quilt.

She took the cup, didn't drink it.

When she woke up, Giffy told her.

She has three lovely sons and a handsome husband who loves her.

It's just that her three sons aren't excited to see her at all.

Only when she woke up for the first time, three people brushed in and watched her by the bed.

Since then, it's gone.

The three sons spoke very little to her.

It's always been like this, doing their own thing in the ward.

Like I don't know him.

Su Xiaohua just bit the cake.

Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap.

As soon as I looked up, I saw the person in the hospital bed, lowering his head and dropping tears into the crying scene in the cup.

Su Xiaohua glanced at Su Xiaomeng.

The two bit their ears in a whisper.

Su Xiaohua

“Why did she cry? ”

Su Xiaomeng

“Don't know.”

Su Xiaohua

“She's definitely not a cigarette, cigarettes never cry. ”

Su Xiaomeng

Mm-hmm.

Su Xiaohua

“So what do we do? ”

Su Xiaomeng

“Go out and hide until you're done crying. ”

Su Xiaohua tangled

“But I haven't finished my cake. ”

Su Xiaomeng

“We'll eat later. ”

Su Xiaohua's final slap board

“Okay.”

So the two of them stood in line and walked out.

Leave Su Shui alone here.

When Su Shui heard the door shut.

The back of the spine was stuck there.

Raise your head, unbelievable.

Her son, really so indifferent, didn't smell her??

· · · · · ·

On the other side, Su Smoke is sitting on the bed broadcasting live.

Turn on your live phone and turn the book over page by page.

At this time.

Suddenly heard a riot outside the door.

Then the ward door was pushed open.

Su Yan raised his head.

I saw a 12-year-old with a schoolbag in his hand.

The cold face appeared in front of Su Yan's eyes.

Su Smoke winked.

Dumb voice

“Coming”

Su Qiu also looked at Su Yan. After half a noise, he nodded.

Mm-hmm.

The door to the ward was closed.

Block other people from spying.

One question and one answer for each.

Between all the inquiries, the doubts.

None of them need to be answered.

This is who Su Zheng is looking for.

Sure, that's right.

Su Zheng pressed down the joy in his eyes.

Goddess faintly walked to Su Yan's heel.

I saw the gauze wrapped around Su's neck.

Didn't ask how it was done.

Focus on Su Yan's live phone.

Ask

“What are you doing? ”

Su Yan, close the book.

“Live. ”

Su Jiao walked to the bed and sat down.

A teenager in a white shirt shows up on live TV.

The person who started the barrage hasn't reacted yet.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. ’

Why does this guy look so familiar? ’

‘Lulu, this isn't your brother, is it? Your brother looks good. ’

Su Qiu stared at the barrage for a while.

Make a sound.

“I'm Su Zheng. ”

Speaking of bullet scenes, instant reaction.

‘Su Zheng???? ’

‘Shit, shit!!! National brother? ’

‘Lulu, when did you get your national brother? ’

‘Ahhhhhhh, my good boy, so cute ~ ~ ~ come to Mama Qin Qin. ’

The bullet screen flashed.

It all revolves around Su Jiao.

Su Yan's live broadcast started less than twenty minutes ago.

More than two hours.