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

Su Yan insisted.

Su Wan asked for two bottles.

Others, gave Su Cigarette again.

Watching all this next to Kuango.

Then he took the boss and contrasted it with the one in front of him called Su Wan.

Well, the boss wins more.

Miss Su will definitely choose the boss in the end.

If not, take it back.

Kwango was particularly reassured by their boss.

Look at what they're saying.

Kuanguo actively opened the door for Su Smoke.

Please get in the car.

Then, the body takes off and leaves quickly.

Halfway down the road, Su Yan made a noise.

“This is not the way to his house. ”

Kwango, smile. Hey, nod your head.

“The boss moved. ”

Smiling extraordinarily pious and friendly.

Su Smoke thought he was a bad guy and didn't go with him.

Led by Kwango, Su Smoke moved into Hoyushin's home.

When he opened the door, Su Yan stunned for a moment.

White rooms, wool carpets on the floor, even crystal glasses on white tables.

Except now this house is not what it used to be.

It's all the same.

wide fruit opening

“Boss in the bedroom. ”

After that, Kwango closed the door and left quietly.

She walked into the bedroom.

Hoyo leaned on the bedside and stared at all the information displayed in the air.

Hear movement, side head.

Your eyelids are moving, lazy.

“So slow. ”

Su Yan is confused

“Is something wrong? ”

She was called back shortly after she left.

Hoyo reached out and closed the file.

“Pour me some water. ”

“Okay."

Su Yan walked out.

Pour him a glass of water and give it to him.

He took a sip and left it beside him.

Again.

“I haven't eaten, I'm hungry. ”

Sue smoked a ton.

“There's no food in your house. ”

Hoyo raised his head and his eyes were dark.

“You go buy. ”

Su Smoke opened his mouth.

You can make a reservation to bring food to your home.

And why don't buyers cook with robots?

Just in his eyes, Su Smoke didn't say anything.

Nod.

“Okay."

Respond nicely.

After all, I still owe you money.

Go out and buy food honestly.

Half an hour later.

Wait for Su Cigarette to come back.

He had chopsticks and poked them there.

“Why is it frozen? ”

The sound of speech is a little loud, but disgusting.

Su Yan

“Cheap. ”

Hoyo, pick your eyebrows.

“Do you think I look like someone who needs money? ”

“Not like that, but I don't have the money. ”

He put the chopsticks aside, regardless of what Su Cigarette said about no money or anything.

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“Fresh ingredients, made by the chef. Go buy it.”

It's pretty naughty when you talk.

Su Yan thought about his money.

Should be enough.

“Okay."

After I answered, I went to buy dinner.

This goes, hasn't come back for over an hour.

Hoyo waited and waited.

I was looking at the information, and I'm not interested anymore.

Turn the file off and get out of bed.

Walk to the living room and sit down.

He rubbed his eyebrows.

It's been so long since I got back.

Did he get kidnapped?

Think so.

Hoyo stood up from the couch.

Get ready to go out and find someone.

Tap.

The door opens.

Su Smoke wiped a sweat on his forehead.

Place a delicate box in front of Hoyo.

One open.

She said,

“Here you go.”

Hoyo, look at the box, and look at Su Smoke.

Put your hands on the couch and sit down.

Take a bite.

Not too thick.

At this time, look up.

“What took you so long? ”

Su Yan

“Rice is expensive. ”

“And then?”

“The federal coins have been spent and can only be run back. ”

A meal cost thousands of federal dollars, the most expensive thing she's ever bought here.

Except for the three and a half million federal dollar patches.