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

Su Yan nodded with a glance at Bai Saint.

Then the attention went back to Feng Xuan.

Feng Xuan's half of his body is lying on Su Cigarette.

Even if he's thin, he's a man.

Half a head higher than Su Smoke.

With this pressure, almost all of Su's cigarettes were put together.

Feng Xuan whispers

“Why didn't the master tell me to eat with him? ”

Su Yan looked at him suspiciously.

“Don't you dislike crowded places? ”

Feng Xuan stopped talking, but his eyelids lifted slightly, sweeping the white holy glance.

All of a sudden, he opens his mouth.

“Master, kiss. ”

This is exactly when there are the most people in the hall.

People come and go, plus Feng Xuan looks good.

He was intimate with Su Yan and attracted a lot of attention.

He looked at Su Smoke as if he didn't feel it.

Again.

“Kiss. ”

Su Yan pinched a small cage bag into his mouth.

She's serious.

“Eat first. ”

Feng Xuan lowered his head, his eyelids dripping, nothing more said.

Eat small cage bags one bite at a time.

His low voice.

“Isn't the master disgusting me? ”

Su smoked a sip of water and listened to him.

She looked up and looked at the traffic.

She reached out and lifted his chin.

I kissed him on the side of the face.

Feng Xuanton was in a good mood.

Hold Su Smoke and don't let go.

White Holy Fist, watching these two get along is unnecessarily shocking.

No wonder she reacted so bland.

So they're in this relationship already?

There was a glimmer of emotion in White Holy Eye.

He stopped talking, just picked up Zhu Xianguo on the table.

“Goodbye. ”

Finish, turn around and leave.

White Saint walked away, Feng Xuan ate the bun bite by bite and no longer became a demon.

Night has come.

Everything fell asleep.

In the woods not far from the inn.

A man with a black mask on his head.

He stood there cold and cool.

A long time later, on the moonlight road ahead, a man came out.

White, inky hair, some skinny teenager.

Juveniles stepped on the moonlight and gave a sacred illusion.

The man with the mask looked at the man and turned a white eye.

Slowly swallowed.

“ * * * ”

Look closely, isn't that Feng Xuan?

Feng Xuan walked up to the man with the mask.

It has been a long time since the two met and no one has spoken.

Until the seal opens.

“Coming out? ”

men's black mask

“Of course.”

Feng Xuan sneered

“Which one let you out without long eyes? ”

The man with the black mask did not speak, but rather looked up and down to seal Xuan.

“Something's wrong with you. ”

Feng Xuan's eyelashes moved

“If you have this kung fu here, you might as well keep your mouth shut. ”

The mask man was stimulated by his words to shift the subject.

“Don't worry about it, I've found a way to curb my appetite, but... I met a woman who smells so good. ”

Reminds me of the smell that day.

He grunted and couldn't help but swallow.

He kind of regretted letting her go then.

Should've eaten her.

So fragrant man, next time you must not let go.

Feng Xuan laughed again.

“Taotie suppresses appetite?

Have you forgotten how your ancestors died?

Can it be suppressed and what happens today? ”

Feng Xuan doesn't believe it.

Releasing this Taotie is the most wrong decision the man has ever made.

Hungry, he eats himself.

Everything in his eyes is a plate of food that suppresses appetite in a pile of food??

This is a joke.