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

It's really a person.

My legs are hallucinating, too.

However, that is not the point.

The point is, she's naked.

Don't strangle.

Good thing there's no one in this room.

Su Yan silently touched his leg and touched his chest again.

Well, a female carp.

Xiaohua

“Host, are you going to receive memories now? ”

Su Yan

“A fish has memories? ”

In her memory, the fish had only seven seconds of memory.

Xiaohua

“Uh..."

Xiaohua was silent when asked by the host.

However, compared to conveying memory, Su Yan felt that he should still find something to wear.

Just now, someone seems to have come in.

She stood up and swept her eyes around.

Big room.

Wool carpet shop, black and white.

Su Smoke looked up and looked at the crystal lamp on his head.

Xiaohua opening

“Ding-dong, according to Xiaohua's test, the host's crystal lamp is real, worth 340,000. ”

Su Smoke walked to a wardrobe and opened it.

Then he took a black T-shirt from inside and just wore it on him and heard the door scratch open again.

Su Yan turned back, opposite the boy who walked in.

The teenager looks great.

Not Yin Soft, not Junmei.

It's the youthful look of teenagers.

A white T-shirt, black pants on him, brings out a kind of indomitable youth.

He's about to come in for a move, a meal.

Look at the woman standing in front of him in his closet, not knowing where she came from.

Screw your eyebrows.

Half a buzz later,

“Teacher? ”

Su Yan hesitated for a moment.

“Uh..."

She was holding his pants in the closet with one hand.

She would rather wear these pants now than answer his question.

In my head, Xiaohua's voice rang.

“Ding-dong, congratulations to the host on meeting the villain Big BOSS, Huo Jie. ”

Follow me, Hana.

“Host, your master god fragment is on him. ”

Nonetheless, Su Smoke did not lean over.

Instead, he held one of his pants in his white hand and strained it there.

What the hell is she supposed to do with these pants?

Huo bowed his head and looked down on the white wool carpet.

A broken clear fish tank lays on a wool carpet with water damage.

Looking up, where the small fish tank was, his bag is now in place.

He twisted his eyebrows.

Impatient emotional contamination.

“Hey, aren't you a teacher? Why are you still standing there? ”

As he spoke, he pulled the black chair and sat down.

I don't have any textbooks in my hand.

Dropped eyebrows, lazy and loose

“Go ahead. ”

Su Smoke was still standing there, no action.

After half a beep, open up.

“Which door to learn? ”

“Mathematics. ”

“What don't you understand? ”

“I don't know where. ”

Su Yan looked at the Emperor's high school uniform thrown in bed.

Again.

“How old are you? ”

“Senior year. ”

Su Yan thought about it for a while.

“Preliminary algorithm, statistics, probabilities, which piece do you want to hear? ”

She asked seriously.

Huo Jiao, sitting on the chair, looked over.

She has a nice voice.

It's kind of, it's ear gripping, and I can't help but want to listen to it, not to interrupt it.

Dark eyes stared at her for a long time.

Xiaohua didn't know why, he shook a shake.

“Huh, host, don't you think it's cold to be seen by him? ”

Su Smoke is a little cold.

Cold legs.

Previously soaked in water, it now comes out of the water, suddenly comes into contact with the air, and the legs are a little shaky.