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

One minute later, Su Yan opened his eyes.

Silver-haired, blue-eyed teenager, looked at her with grudge.

The pink silk scarf stuffed in her mouth looks a little, uh... flower federation came up with some unfit images of children.

Xiaohua

“Host, are you happy? Your pet has become a human. ”

Su Yan is silent.

After three seconds, get up and drag the white blanket in your hand.

Walk over, unwrap the sheets on him, and wrap them in a blanket.

Remove the silk scarf in his mouth.

Although it won't go wrong, she still talks and confirms that the average

“Are you the little white dog? ”

The man's eyes were grudging and his head rubbed against Su Yan's shoulder.

He didn't talk.

But Su Smoke is sure.

Well, that's the little white dog.

He really had an undisputed face.

Silver hair curls, not behind your ears.

Deep pale blue eyes with tall nose beams and rosy lips.

Take a look and you'll feel ashamed.

He was like every time he was in Su's arms.

As she soaked her shoulder, she opened it.

“You tied me up. ”

Nice sound, fluent words.

Interlingual, grudging.

Su Yan wrapped him tight and honest, hugging him.

“Well, not later... try not to tie you up. ”

If he sticks to himself in the rain, he'll probably tie it up again.

Don't say that. It's absolute.

He raised his hand.

“It hurts."

Su Yan listened to this tone of speech.

I couldn't help but look him in the side.

If those eyes weren't too pure, she'd think he had memories and deliberately pretended not to recover.

Su Yan held his hand and rubbed his wrist.

Finally, he was satisfied.

There seems to be no comparison between being tied up all night.

Su Yan rubbed and asked.

“Do you have a name? ”

He nodded, dark eyelashes like cicada wings, slightly shivering.

“Guzheng. ”

“Your name? ”

“Yes.”

After that, he looked at her with a glimpse.

Susanton.

“Guzheng"

She shouted.

Men are happy not to.

A hard rub on her shoulder.

Xiaohua opening

“Host, your man seems like a fool. ”

He squatted in the corner and rubbed his wrist for a while.

Prepare to pull him away.

He said what he deserved.

“Hold it. ”

Su Smoke didn't react.

“Hmm?”

His pale blue eyes looked at her and repeated it.

“Hold me, like old times. ”

She'd never let him go before. She was holding him.

Guzheng thought that even if he became a human being, he should be.

Who made her his master?

When he finished, he stood up automatically.

And pulled her up together.

Open your hands and be very upright.

But he's this up.

More than one meter and eight heads, one head taller than Su Yan.

The two of them stood together and the lined Su smoke was quite thin.

This tall horse actually wants her to hug her.

Eventually, Su Smoke still didn't take him to bed.

That would set a precedent.

Afraid of trouble in the future.

She talks. She's serious.

“You're an adult, and after that, you do your own thing. ”

Guzhen, listen to me. Where's Ken?

Keep your head down and put a strong miso on Su Smoke's shoulder.

“Master, Guru wants to hold him and want to be with him. ”

The two of them pulled around in the corner.

In the ancient cognition, there is no nondisclosure.

So much so that the blanket slipped down, he didn't care.

But Su Yan cares very much.

Grab a blanket from him with one hand and tell him some basic human rules.