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

Stick out your fingers and tremble vigorously.

But I can't say a word.

After listening, Su Yan also went to help.

He was dragged into the hall with his arm dragged.

When the door shut, the door shut.

All that's left in the house are Su Smoke and Stu.

Stuart measured up and down.

Make a sound.

“Where are the Buddha's beads that the King gave you? ”

“In the house, my men didn't bring it. ”

“Why? Can't you see that thing? ”

“That thing is too brittle for my men to break. ”

She explains it seriously.

After listening, Stu reached out and touched Su Yan's neck.

“In the future, if the king sees that you don't carry it, then you can't carry it in your head. ”

Su smoke gas is boring.

This guy, he's always talking about her head.

It's a threat.

But what else can we do?

She lowered her head and whispered glue.

“Yes."

Step by step, Stu.

“The voice is so small, don't you want it? ”

Su Yan did not speak, but looked up to see if he was asking sincerely or falsely.

Stu laughed harmlessly,

“Whatever you say, my lord, hear your opinion. ”

Then, Su Smoke told me what to do.

“It's a little heavy, and it's heavy in the bag, which is a bit of an obstacle. ”

The next second he finished, Stu pinched her chin.

He doesn't seem to laugh.

“The King has never seen such honesty before. ”

By the way, Su Smoke didn't understand.

His eyes were low and his smile disappeared.

“Twelve hours a day, you carry it every day. If the king sees you without it for a while, he shall count it against the patron. ”

After that, he looked at Su Yan or the look on his face.

He pulled over and whispered in her ear.

“Do you know what the charge is against the patron? ”

Su Yan shook his head

“Don't know."

“Copy the house, extinguish the door, behead. ”

Su Yan

“ · · · · · · ”

Did this guy just figure out how to chop her head off?

He couldn't help laughing when he looked at her instantly.

Lip angle pulled up, low voice

“Is that upsetting? I'm not happy after we hear it together. ”

“What?”

“You beat the imperial commander, what's the point? ”

He dropped his words. Su Smoke glanced at him and denied it.

“I didn't. ”

“O?”

“I really didn't."

“Why did Prime Minister Zhao lie on the ground? ”

“He fell on his own. ”

“For no reason, how? ”

“Accidental fall. ”

“How could it be careless? ”

“He grabbed me, I spanked him, he was too strong, he fell to the ground. ”

“Isn't that beating? ”

Su Yan

“... you are defamatory. ”

Stu, hold on to the gate with one hand and look down at her.

“What this king says is reason. ”

Then, Su Smoke got worse.

She'd better get back to the emperor.

As emperor, she is the boss.

Stuart looked at her.

Reach out, pull up a strand of her hair, play with it in her hand, wrap it around her fingers.

“The Song guards don't have to be depressed either. ”

Su Smoke raised his head.

He's taking his time.

“After all, there are ways to save. ”

“What way? ”

Stu approached her and took it very close.

Lower your voice

“If you make the king happy, the king will not pursue it. ”

Su Yan is confused

“Then how can you be happy? ”

“It's your business. ”

He softened his voice.

His voice just dropped.

I'm just about to stop getting up and let this little guard keep pinching walnuts.

As a result, the little guard lifted his hand and slowly swallowed him up.

His body was stiff.

Hold him for a while. Su Smoke raised his head and asked seriously.

“Happy now? ”