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

And a child was a terrible child,

“You, human beings in your district, dare to spread the wild in our demonic realm!

Looking to die, right? ”

Voice down.

Su Smoke didn't talk.

Just reach out, a little harder.

The child was pushed back several steps when he fell to the ground.

For a moment, the child's eyes were filled with tears.

The other kids spread out.

Su Yan stood there quietly for a while.

Well, what's with the feeling of bullying kids?

Behind Su Yan,

“Cough, cough, cough."

The cough sounded.

Su Smoke turned back and looked down.

The child, who was upside down on the floor, was wounded, blue and purple.

His head was also smashed, his little hands were covered in dirt and his body was dirty.

The child looked up at Su Smoke.

Dark eyes, no thanks at all.

He stood up against the tree next to him.

Su Yan stunned for a moment.

Reach out and pull the kid.

The result was just a pull and a bang.

The child slapped Su Yan on the back of his hand.

The child twisted his eyebrows and watched Su Smoke impatiently

“I didn't ask you to save me. ”

He's a 10-year-old kid.

But that look, the cold can't work, with a sharp flash.

It's like being able to stab someone in the face.

Su Smoke nodded.

“Well, I volunteered to save you. ”

She opened the suitcase and turned it over for a while.

Gauze and disinfectant drugs were found by memory.

She pulled the kid over.

If Su Yan doesn't want to let go, how can the child break free?

Sprayed him with all the injuries.

The spot on the forehead where the bleeding is broken and covered with gauze.

She just let go after all this.

Kids just started struggling.

Then she found out that the struggle was over, so let her do it.

The child closed his eyes and looked cold.

Until Su Xiang loosened his hand.

The child waited a while, opened his eyes, touched the gauze wrapped around his head, and then touched the injured area.

He laughed.

“Heal me?

You're just a rations man. Where did you get this sympathetic demon idea?

Or are you all human beings? ”

His words, his words, were not at all like a 10-year-old.

Su Yan is serious

“Without sympathy, I just want to heal you. ”

Children are indifferent.

“I don't need it. ”

Su Cigarette nodded

“Even if you don't need it, I'll do it. ”

The voice goes down, grunts, and the child's stomach sounds.

The child flashed malice in his eyes and then reached for Su Smoke's neck.

Su Smoke pushed a little harder and blocked the kid's hand.

Then he touched a piece of sugar from his pocket, removed the tar skin and stuffed it in his mouth.

She feeds him, she feeds him.

“Though I am rations, you cannot beat me.

So let's eat sugar. ”

He twisted his eyebrows and the strawberry milk fudge in his mouth had softened open.

Sweet taste.

Neither raw meat nor hairy leftovers from his previous meals taste the same.

He's gonna throw up a little bit.

Wait for that sugar to melt in your mouth.

He still hasn't finished.

Su Smoke looked at him, reached out and peeled another piece into his mouth.

He looked at Su Smoke and then at the sugar.

Cold hum, open your mouth, eat the sugar.

I don't know how many pieces I ate.

Just know the sugar peel in the basement.

Kids talk.

“Make a deal. ”