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

A half-hour early morning.

Ends soon.

Stay until the officials disperse.

Only Stuart was still there and did not leave.

Qing Wan, the woman who waited beside her, quickly grasped the situation.

Keep your head down.

“Slave retreats. ”

Su Smoke nodded.

Soon, Qing Wan left.

Go guard the door.

The doorway of the Qingkun Palace was squeaky and slowly shut to death.

Through the bead curtain, Su Smoke looked at him.

Doubt

“Anything else? ”

Stu stepped on the steps of the goat fat jade and walked step by step to the dragon chair.

He's smiling.

“His Majesty grew up. ”

Su Smoke winked.

Wait for him to go on.

Stu was separating the case board.

“It was also feared that His Majesty had been bullied. Nowadays, His Majesty is just a little dumb, but not stupid at all. ”

Su Yan is silent.

She wasn't too happy to hear that.

She made a noise.

“What are you trying to say? ”

Stu Shu

“When will His Majesty tell the world? ”

“Showing what? ”

“To proclaim her queen. ”

When he spoke, he spoke quite bluntly, not at all insulted.

There's even a little unknown excitement between words.

Su smoked a bite.

“By the end of the southern floods? ”

Stu shrugged his eyebrows.

“Is the Emperor planning to follow you so unnamed these past few months? ”

Su Yan is serious

“You are the king of Regents. Where is the anonymity? ”

“That's not what I want. ”

His words are getting more and more straightforward.

Su Smoke winked.

It's like he's still losing money.

She was the one who was eaten.

He's having a good time every day.

Stu walked up to the dragon chair.

“To remain here today is to speak to His Majesty. ”

“What do you mean? ”

“The question of the subordination of subjects. ”

Stu lowered his head and kissed Su Yan's lips.

Cuddle her, they're very close.

His voice whispered in Su's ear.

“Is His Majesty not well served? ”

Su Yan thought of his day every night.

She swallowed it.

“It's okay. ”

After that, she looked up.

Opposite those burning eyes.

“I did not say to give the rear seat to anyone else. ”

“Really? The protons of the Windy Forest Country are always in mind. ”

Stu's tone is weird.

Su Smoke said silently

“This has nothing to do with me. ”

Stu pressed Su Cigarette. Unexpectedly, Su Cigarette was increasingly pressed into the dragon chair.

The dragon chair is big enough for both of us.

This posture is getting more and more obscure.

Dean Stu hooked Su's belt on his finger.

He rolled his throat and responded.

Mm-hmm.

Some distractions.

Obviously, attention is not on that line.

It's on Su Cigarette.

All of a sudden, there's a gentle voice outside.

“Your Majesty, Lord Zhao Twilight said he wanted to see you. ”

Su Yan, look at Stu.

“What about you? ”

Someone who just accidentally pulled on her belt.

“His Majesty is going to go and ask that man to come in? ”

This is business.

I'm just listening. Why is it weird to say that out of his mouth?

That's what I think.

Su Yan pulled him and didn't intend to reason with him.

He never makes sense anyway.

A vigorous Tibetan.

I can't seem to hide anywhere.

Let's hear it again.

“Your Majesty? ”

Eventually, Su Smoke stuffed people under the table.

Stu Shuyin settled on a face.

You seem very dissatisfied with the fact that you are hidden under the table.

And not saying anything.

Just hold Su Cigarette's hand.