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

Chapter 1289: Ding-dong, the Black Heart Pills can is here! 39

Xiaohong looked at the distance as he chewed on the peaches.

A long time later, it looked up, and I don't know why, the tail was shaking faster and faster, and it looked a little excited.

Su Zhao bowed his head and looked at it.

Because the tail was shaking, it was muddy.

Su Zheng lifted his foot and stepped on Xiaohong's tail, making him immobile.

But Red's attention is clearly not here. His eyes are full of excitement.

“Will that man be killed by cigarettes? ”

Look at him so weak, if cigarettes are impatient, if you hammer him to death... that would be great.

Su Qiu didn't speak, and his attention shifted to Su Yan.

Feng Xuan coughed and swayed and walked towards Su Yan.

Su Smoke's eyebrows are tightening.

“You, stay away from me. ”

Feng Xuan's body trembled.

“Master, you don't want me? ”

Su Smoke didn't talk.

I'm upset.

This man has so much to say.

She turned around and walked back impatiently.

He grabbed Su Yan's arm.

“Master. ”

He whispered.

Su Smoke was caught by him, almost a reflex of conditions.

Just throw people out.

Boom, the heavy object curved in the middle of the air and landed on the ground.

Feng Xuan became muddy in white.

“Cough, cough, cough, cough."

The oil umbrella was also thrown to one side and smudged with sludge.

Wolfish.

He fell to the ground and couldn't stand up.

A bite of blood coughed out of Xuan's mouth.

Her face grew pale.

Su Smoke left the footsteps for a minute.

Look at him for a while.

impatient

“You're a pain in the ass. ”

So weak, she hasn't been hard enough, but she was beaten to death first.

Feng Xuan fell there weakly.

The next second, he was picked up.

When I looked up, I saw Su Smoke's eyebrows were intolerable.

She asked.

“Didn't I tell you to wait at the inn? ”

Feng Xuan had blood on his hand, but it didn't affect him in any way.

“I want to see you. ”

He has a low voice.

Su Smoke looked like he was covered in blood.

Let's hear it.

“It's useless. ”

Feng Xuan's body was stiff for a moment.

“Master. ”

He lowered his voice and eventually didn't say anything.

Su Cigarette is very annoying.

She'd love to keep him here, regardless.

But it can't be ignored.

It doesn't matter if he's more upset.

He held him in his arms and rushed to the inn.

The rain, unconsciously, slowly stopped.

By the time they got to the inn, the rain had stopped altogether.

Su Yan put him in his own room.

Throw in some golden sores and a few goosebumps.

Then he left him and went back to his room.

She didn't even change her clothes, wrapped herself directly in a quilt and fell on the bed.

She slept until dusk.

When I opened my eyes, it was dark outside.

Su Smoke held onto the bed, stood up and blinked.

The eyes were gentle as stars.

She rubbed her head off the bed.

Your clothes are still wet.

And some minor wounds.

A bucket of hot water came and took a bath.

Put on some clean clothes and medicate some of the small wounds on your hand.

Minor injuries, not serious.

Su Smoke blinked and blinked, sitting in that position for a long time.

After a long time, the sound was soft.

“I think I beat him up. ”

Empty house, Su smoke opening.

Naturally, that's what Xiaohua said.

Xiaohua saw that the host was finally back to normal and nodded.

“Host, you actually domestic violence your man. ”