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

The tranquillity next to her showed a glance at her eyes.

Two men stand aside.

An Eyes stared at a doll's face and stared dead at Su Smoke.

“Aren't you mad? ”

Watch and ask for peace beside you.

I took a sip of champagne and put it aside.

“It's a matter for the Young Master. ”

Yasushi

“Every time I see her, it doesn't feel right. ”

“is your bias. ”

“On that day, the Young Master came back from the underworld.

You and I are about to return to Abyss Magic.

The Young Master stopped and said a word that would involve her.

Without going back, he went back to the underworld. ”

When I think of the scene of the day, Yasushi killed a lot.

Listen quietly next to me.

Yasushi said that he had also witnessed it together.

And Yasushi said,

“Our Lord God, never asked.

Ten thousand years ago, I'm afraid that if the Young Master doesn't show up again, I'll have to forget the Young Master. ”

Interlingual, ironic.

He just couldn't stand the cold energy of Su Yan.

Ann, talk to me.

“The Young Lord likes her. ”

Anzui, move your gaze.

“Of course I do. ”

Angry, but also knows you can't move.

The Lord loved her so much, he held it carefully in his hand and put it on the tip of his heart.

If it touches her, I fear it will kill the young master.

But that's how Yasushi gets angrier.

Instead of hating her, it's for the sake of less clamour.

How could she have enjoyed everything so lightly with her young master's life?

Xingxue, if she could treat the young master like the young master did to her, he would not have such a reluctant and hateful intent to kill.

Young master demon's soul is seriously injured, and the shape of the dimension is almost unstable.

Just raised a little soul from the seal.

She's the one I miss.

Yasushi has always wondered, is this the means of Nine Heavens?

Perhaps this Lord God is imposing a spell on the Young Lord.

to make the young master willing to be like this.

Talk kung fu.

Su Yan has been forcibly taken to the dance floor by Comrade Zheng Xuan.

Young music from.

Su Smoke is dressed in silver and shines in the light.

A handsome pair of beautiful men, naturally made.

Su Smoke is not very good at socializing.

Basically, Zheng Xiao was taking her dancing.

Su Yan's attention has long been on the movement under his feet.

And then she jumped and she felt the hand holding her waist and limbs, tight.

Then the two of them stuck together.

Zheng Jun leaned over and put it on Su Yan's ear. There was hot air coming out of his breath. He opened his mouth.

“Miss Su is so pretty, I'm afraid she's going to faint a lot of men. ”

Whispering and mumbling.

I don't know what kind of emotion I have in my words.

Su Cigarette opening

“Dance well. ”

Zheng Xian smiled.

“Yes, Miss Sue. ”

Then he didn't say anything.

Seriously dance.

It's just that the man who just focused on Su Cigarette watched the intimate movement between the two of them.

Very ambiguous.

This is clearly a leg.

Then, 80 percent of his gaze shifted away from Su Smoke.

It fell on the guy next to the dance floor.

This girl is beautiful.

The name of the flower is Lord.

Outside the dance floor, Su Yu tightened his hand in a red skirt.

Just now, Su Yan and Zheng Yunnan looked obscure and she naturally saw it.

She never saw this sister in her eyes.

Father has three wives.

The first to have a big sister.

The second one gave birth to this second sister Su Cigarette.

The current wife, who gave birth to her and her brother Suttie.