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

Yuan Zizhu listened, reaching out and holding people in his arms.

He reached out and touched Su Yan.

I don't know. I thought it was cheap.

She finally touched a silk scarf in the pocket next to her.

Su Yan is confused

“Do what? ”

The handkerchief was supposed to be stuck on Su Yan's forehead.

Just give me a hand when I'm about to put it on.

Turning his eyes, he put the pad in his pocket.

Bend over and lift the cigarette.

He just said it.

“You're too weak to practice. ”

Then he took Su Yan and walked to the backyard.

Left behind, the petrified subordinates.

Is this... is the handsome talking about Miss Su Cigarette or is it ironic??

Everyone looked at each other and looked at a wolf.

No more talking, one on the ground, starting to do push-ups.

Defeated by a woman.

Defeated by a woman's turn.

Well, is there anything more embarrassing than this?

Just now, Young Handsome must have been secretly warning them that they were too lazy on a weekday.

Think about it, a click-and-click, where push-ups are more powerful.

Su Smoke lay in bed all afternoon.

Not a little hard all over.

Tattered.

Until around 5pm.

She glanced at the clock.

Is it time to go back to Bailemen?

Think so.

Sit up.

She held her fist.

Still no strength to find out.

The fight at noon today was overloaded, causing the body to feel like it was being drained.

Take a break.

Stand up.

She walked out the door.

One afternoon, Yuanzi was with her.

Until half an hour ago, a secret came in.

He just left.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw the guard standing outside.

Su Yan said it carefully.

“Where's Yuanzi? ”

The guard heard Su Yan shouting his handsome name. First, he stunned.

But this afternoon, Miss White Peony won by herself over a dozen handsome cadres, which is less than an hour away.

Respect the strong, it makes no difference anywhere.

The guard said so.

“Miss White, the marshal is not in the house, he went to the marshal's office. ”

Su Yan finished listening and asked again.

“Is he coming back? ”

Guards

“Normally, the marshal returns to the marshal's office after dinner. ”

After dinner, it'll probably be late.

Think about it, Su Yan said.

“I'm going back to the Bailermont. Can you get me a car? ”

The guard hesitated for a moment.

As soon as I thought I was a handsome guest, I immediately asked.

“Absolutely. ”

Follow me. The guard will pose as a guest.

“White girl, please follow me. ”

Then, he took Su Yan outside the house.

On the way out, the guard couldn't help but look back at Su Yan.

This white peony girl looks so thin, she really picked out the dozen soldiers on her own??

The more the guard sees, the more suspicious the guard is.

Of course, it didn't show up, but he quickly escorted Su Smoke into the car and saw her leave.

Night will soon come.

Bailermen's makeup backstage.

Su Smoke wore a white silk dress.

The original figure is slim and tall, which is a walking clothes rack, what to wear to look good.

She sat there rubbing her wrist.

There is a gradual redness on the right wrist.

I hadn't noticed before, I just felt tired.

Now that the rest is here, the wrist is swollen.