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

“You did it on purpose. ”

He bit Su Smoke's lips.

Until he heard a grunt, he pressed people to continue kissing madly.

Su Smoke didn't push away.

One, I'm afraid I can't help myself. What if I hurt him?

The other one, she wanted to kiss him too.

Xiaohua looked at this hot scene.

I couldn't get out of sight without notifying them. I saw them all.

Xiaohua Xiaohua

“Shame, shame. ”

Separate hosts are just very fond of the monarch.

Why did you break up with him?

But it's okay, Hana. Look, they're gonna make up again.

Alas, the path of affection is long and there are times of confusion, just like the host.

Xiaohua seems to have a lot of emotional experience.

With a kiss, Zheng Ying's movements suddenly stopped.

He held Su Cigarette for a while.

Suddenly, it loosened up.

Turn around.

“You're not leaving? ”

What do you mean, Flower's stunned by him?

He is the one holding the host's relatives, and he is the one who turns his head when he has enough kisses.

Oh, man, a needle under the sea.

Su Yan stood at the door and touched his lips.

And suddenly he just doesn't want to talk to her.

She bowed her head.

She needs to reconsider.

As such, Su Smoke turned his head and walked out.

Su Yan's side just walked out the door and followed closely to hear something burst into the ground.

When Ann heard something, she came in immediately to check it out.

I watched the whole house being ruined by their younger owners.

Zheng Xuan stood there, panting.

Full of anger.

Stand there quietly.

A long time later, talk.

“Young Lord, can you retrieve the Lord God? ”

Zheng Xian mocked and laughed

“We had nothing to do with it. Why would she come back? ”

Ann looked at her young master like this.

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If it was the past, why would the Young Master care?

It doesn't matter what relationship.

He doesn't care what the reason is, he holds people back.

Now, I'm afraid I'm immersed in abandoned grievances.

I can't come out late.

Okay, Ann admits it.

It's really interesting to see the young master like this.

As long as Young Master is alive and angry and quarreling or something, it's fine.

In the eyes of peace, the Young Lord and the Lord God, rather than breaking up, are not so much because of the confusion of some thoughts.

Break up?

Young master gave his heart and blood to others, how can you divide it?

Obviously, a young master whose heart is pounding on Su Cigarette, because Su Cigarette's words are so gloomy here.

What makes you think of all this?

On the other side, Su Yan returned to his room as soon as he returned home.

There's something she's gonna go over again.

Try to find another way.

Because she doesn't want to break up with him anymore.

She wants to be with him, kind of.

Downstairs.

Little Red is holding a fork in one hand and sticking a big steak in there and snapping and biting.

I saw a cigarette and I went upstairs without saying a word. I shook my short leg, and my tits opened.

“Cigarettes seem to be in a bad mood. ”

Ever since her legs came out, Xiaohong felt bad about her.

Does cigarette smoke like its snaketail better?

Well, it likes it, too.

Hmm, it's all Su Zheng's fault, he has to turn it into a leg.

With that in mind, Little Red snapped another bite of steak.

Su Jiao put down the knife and fork.

Put up the cup next to it.