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

Chapter 1167: Su Neng Hong, Too Sheet 27

Those little noisy provocations, for Su Smoke, don't really know how to fight back.

As soon as she strikes back, Giffy will surely die.

But she's not going to die.

So we just have to wait, wait for her to sin the damn day.

Solved at once.

This mess will never happen again.

Giffy's unbelievable. She looks worse than she cries.

“Am I a joke to you? ”

Su Yan was silent and half-baked.

“A joke? Do you count? ”

She has no expression.

Turn around and walk towards the building.

Jiffy's eyes were utterly desperate.

She couldn't move and didn't say a word.

Nightmare lowered his head and went to see Su Zheng on the ground.

A long time later, the nightmare went off.

“I'm leaving. ”

Su Zhuotou didn't go back to the building.

“There's so much nonsense, why don't you go? ”

I didn't even look at the nightmare. Su Qiu also entered the building.

Nightmare paused by the building for a while.

Finally, he caught Giffy in silence.

Leave the building behind.

In the building.

Su Yan walked in.

Seeing Su Xiaohua falling to the ground, she was covering her own ass and humming and crying.

Su Xiaohua also saw the arrival of his host.

Crying up front.

“Host!! I miss you so much, my ass hurts!! ”

Xiaohua was happy while crying and running towards Su Smoke.

As a result, no hugs were expected.

Su Xiang is impatient

“Go away. ”

Tap.

Xiaohua sat on the floor again.

Eyes are moist.

Very grievant.

Host, what's going on?

Don't the hosts want to recognize it?

Until the back of Su Smoke disappeared into view.

Su Zheng came from behind.

“It's raining outside. ”

A cold, flirty sentence.

Xiaohua sat up from the ground.

Clap your ass. Be very vigilant.

“Let's not disturb cigarettes today. Tell her tomorrow. I miss her so much. ”

Xiaohua spoke while silently clasped his fist.

Indicates a strong agreement with what you have said.

Su Zheng glanced at Xiaohua

“Let's go.”

Hana nods her head.

“Ao."

Step aside, Xiaohua.

“Where's Su Xiaomeng? ”

“Let's go.”

“Where have you been? ”

“Go where you belong. ”

“Will you come back? ”

“I don't think so. ”

“Should I give him a lift? ”

“This kung fu or your ass, do it again, I'm afraid it's going to fall in half. ”

Su Xiaohua listened to Su Qiu's spit trough.

Anger.

“Huh!”

The rain, two hours later.

It stopped.

By the way, twelve o'clock.

The sun is shining again.

Hot, hot air, vaporized on every runaway pedestrian.

No mercy at all.

Occasionally, complaints can be heard.

How can this rain stop when it stops?

Thought it was cool weather.

Anyone who thinks about it can't stand hot people anymore.

Song Yujing met Su Yan at this time.

At that time, Su Yan had just woken up from a nap.

Originally impatient, full of pricks, all the pricks disappeared.

Light yellow hair soft party.

Su Smoke sat beside the hospital bed and blinked.

Look in the chair, don't know when to show up.

Su Smoke sat tight and didn't know where to put her hands.

In the end, it's only a soft sentence.

“Here you are. ”

Song Yujing wore a suit and the white shirt snapped.

There's nothing emotional about a nice face.

His dark eyes looked at Su Smoke.

Half a buzz

“Do we know each other? ”

Su Yan was stunned.

Keep your head down and look at yourself.

When I looked around, she was born again.