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

Chapter 1295: The Emperor Happy 9

He made a noise.

“What else? ”

Su Yan grabbed him another three pieces.

Next moment.

He reached out and pulled the bag directly from Su Yan's waist.

Look at the bags. There's no sugar.

He squeezed the bag and swayed.

Smile.

“Put a bag of silver, you put sugar in it? ”

Su Yan's voice is soft

“No silver yet. ”

Stu, look at her.

Su Cigarette pulled the bag of luggage and his little finger snapped.

Seems like he doesn't want to give it to him.

“What, does the king want your bag? ”

Su Smoke's eyes opened slightly.

Is this a robbery?

But he's his own master now.

Su Yan Xiao Channel

“There's only one baggage left. ”

She doesn't have the money to buy new ones.

How can you eat candy if you don't have pockets?

His eyelids drooped.

Look at her hands.

Her skin was very white.

Doesn't look like a girl who's suffered.

Look closely, that finger still seems to have some minor wounds.

He looked at it a few times.

I glanced at that pile of walnuts.

This thin, tender meat, squeezed two walnuts and broke his hand?

He frowned slightly.

Eyelid droopy.

Soon, however, the expression on his face recovered.

It restored the comical and careless appearance of the weekday.

He pulled the bag with one hand and pulled it apart.

The next second, I turned around and threw the jade beads in my hand into the bag.

Let go of my hand.

Let that bag hang on Su Yan's finger.

Su Yan stunned.

Is that for her?

His eyelids lifted.

“Isn't it short of silver? ”

Su Yan nodded honestly.

Mm-hmm.

“These beads are worth a fortune. ”

Su Smoke opened the bag and took a closer look.

“Can I sell it for money? ”

Stu is lazy and relaxed.

“If Buddha's beads are lost, his head must also be lost. ”

Su Smoke lowered his head, tightened his bag and tied it to the strap between his waist.

It's valuable, but it can't be sold.

Not only that, but you have to lose your head.

Why doesn't she think it's a good thing?

That's true, but the prince told me.

She has to do well as a guard.

So I nodded.

“Subordinates will be protected. ”

Look at her funny.

Stu Xiu's gaze shifted.

Half a buzz.

He looked up.

“What's the beam doing here? ”

“What should my men do? ”

“The walnuts are pinched? ”

“... no. ”

“Why don't you keep pinching? ”

“Yes.”

Su Smoke walked to the table.

Just do it.

Someone's voice is slow.

“Don't make a sound. ”

Su Yan copied the clothes again and continued to pinch the walnuts.

Absolutely.

You have to be careful with the jade buddha beads in your bag.

That thing is fragile, and it breaks when it falls.

Stu Shu is said to be a highly weighted man who assists the Cintiq in preserving the foundations of the Holy Kingdom of Heaven.

But Su Yan hasn't seen him go to the Dynasty since he became her personal guard.

After all this time, isn't the chapel messed up?

Occasionally, an official comes to see him.

Or some of the clerks disobeyed him.

and came to meet him with cynicism in his face.

It's not.

Here comes another one today.

Today's Senator of the Three Dynasties is dedicated to an elderly man who is over seventy years old.

Wearing a robe, in the middle of the afternoon, standing in the sun, in front of the hall door, was a curse.

“Stu, regent in the dynasty, the ancestral kingdom of heaven will be ruined in your hands one day!! ”

Su Yan hugged his own box of rice.

Sit on the steps.

The Senator of the Three Dynasties is not far from her.

She had a big mouthful of food.

Muffled and silent.

Like you didn't hear anything.

Today is finally not a fish.

She needs to eat more.