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

Su Xiaohua hurriedly threw away the chocolate cake in his hand.

Then he carried his own little schoolbag.

“I'm going with the cigarettes too! ”

Su Yan looked at Su Xiaohua.

A long time later.

Ask

“Why can't I talk to you? ”

Xiaohua's two little chunky fingers wrapped around each other.

“Little Flower doesn't know either. ”

Milk. Milk.

Sounds pretty straightforward.

“Is my mission complete? ”

Little flowers.

“Host... uh... should be done, right? ”

It can't look anything up, it can't ask anything.

There is no way to gather information.

Except occasionally to communicate with the host when completing a task or in danger.

At other times, neither of us felt anything.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have hesitated to see that fake cigarette in the hospital.

Su Yan finished listening to Xiaohua.

No more questions, just keep packing your supplies.

Go home.

Xiaohua stretched out her little hand.

“Host! Hana, help you! ”

Su Yan glanced at Xiaohua.

Then, silently remove the little chubby hand covered in chocolate.

“Go wash up. ”

Xiaohua looked at the chocolate in her hand.

Where?

Stick out your tongue and you want to eat all the chocolate.

This scene was stopped by Su Zheng.

Su Qiu dragged Xiaohua's collar and dragged her away.

Walk away, throw away.

“Do I need you to eat? There's so much chocolate cake left, do you have to make me sick? ”

Su Xiaohua hum

“Wash your hands. ”

This time, Su Xiaohua did not argue.

Because it feels that Su Zheng is right.

There's so much chocolate cake left.

Wash these off your hands.

Waiting for them to come back.

Su smoke has been packed.

A suitcase, stuffed everything.

Su Yan also changed his clothes during this period.

Wear your own clothes.

You can see it as soon as you put it on.

I did lose weight.

Such fat clothes look like you're wearing someone else's clothes.

Then Su Yan took them home.

On the way home.

Su Yan received a call from her agent Ling Ling.

“Hello?”

Broker talk.

“Su Yan, I opened the door and said," What's your relationship with Su Qiu? ”

Su Yan glanced at the frigid teenager sitting in the car.

She made a noise.

“My brother. ”

Su Qiang's identity was again restored from his son to his brother.

The agent asks...

“Kiss? ”

“No. He's younger than me. He should call me sister. ”

After listening to Su Yan, I think I understand.

I met him by accident and invited him to make a guest list.

Agent Dao

“Your fan attention has skyrocketed several times over the past few days, and your earnings have multiplied several times over the previous months.

Good job, keep up the good work. ”

Su smoke echo

“Well, okay. ”

And after that, the agent said,

“Do you recognize any other stars? ”

Su Smoke hasn't answered yet, the agent said.

“The company is going to do a PK between anchors.

You have just enough followers to filter.

Five days from now, you're going to PK with a player just like you.

Win, how much the bonus earned in the month, double.

Lost, minus 10 percent of the bonus. ”

Su Yan asked.

“Must it be? ”

The agent was silent for a moment, Dao.

“Not even making you money? ”

Su Yan thought of himself today.

You have to borrow money from Su Qiu.

She made a noise.

“Earn”

Voice down.

Money may not be all-powerful, but it's impossible without money.

The phone hung up and Su Smoke's eyes dropped on Su Qiang.

Then he moved from Su Qiu to Su Xiaohua.