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

Wait till it's over, she asks.

“Do you understand? ”

Guzheng was bored and answered.

“Hmm."

Anyway, the master means you can't hug him like that anymore.

All of a sudden, life is boring.

Su Yan heard him respond.

Then he took him to the side of the bed.

Reach out, take out the phone.

I called Uncle Zhang.

“Uncle Zhang, bring a suit of Su Qiang's clothes to my room. ”

After a phone call, Guzheng seemed to find this thing troublesome and stripped himself naked.

Sitting naked in the center of the bed.

The fourth eye is opposite.

His rosy petal-like lips opened and he smiled.

Master.

Susanton three seconds later.

Reach out and cover the blanket immediately.

“Get dressed. ”

“Guru doesn't want to wear it. ”

“To wear when you see someone else. ”

“You're my master, not someone else. ”

Then he pulled the blanket off again.

Su Yan died and held on.

“Don't be ridiculous. ”

When I heard that, Guzheng finally stopped.

But the expression doesn't look very happy.

It seems to me that Su Yan should be treated naked.

Pull, pull, pull, pull, pull. It's already dawn outside.

At around 6: 00 in the morning, Uncle Zhang sent a set of clothes to her room.

White shirt, black pants.

The tag has not been cut yet.

It's new.

Uncle Zhang finished his clothes and was about to leave.

Su Yan shouted at him.

“Uncle Zhang”

“Miss.”

“Put your clothes on Gu Xiao. ”

She opened the door.

Uncle Zhang was wondering who Guzheng was, and he saw the beautiful teenager sitting in the bed of Su Yan's house, wrapped in a blanket.

When did this boy get in?

Why didn't he know?

Then you look at the red scarf on the floor, and the torn sheets, and the very messy bed.

It's...

Uncle Zhang's face turned red.

Su Smoke shows.

“I'll go wash up outside and get him dressed. He probably won't. ”

Uncle Zhang nodded.

“Okay."

The expression on Uncle Zhang's face did not change.

But inner activity is quite abundant.

A teenager who can't even wear clothes.

It looks so good.

He also looked at Su Yan with such a grudging eye.

It's not Miss Su Smoking's fault, is it?

As he thought about it, Uncle Zhang walked into the house.

Su Yan walked out.

Down to the first floor.

Grab a school uniform or something and go into the bathroom.

Because of the irritable rain yesterday, she soaked a little more in the bathtub and whispered with Xiaohua about what happened yesterday.

Waiting for her to go out, it was an hour later.

Just waiting for her to walk out of the bathroom and hear the maid screaming and screaming outside.

Blood trickles down the floor of the living room.

She's stunned.

Thought something was wrong with Guzheng.

Go upstairs now.

I walked up to the second floor and saw Red standing there.

Seeing Su Smoke is like seeing a lifesaving straw.

“Cigarettes, you're finally here. ”

Su Yan

“Where's Guzheng? ”

Little Red is blind.

“Who's Guzheng? ”

Su Yan

“The man in my room. ”

Red.

“Still in there. ”

“What's with the blood? Is he hurt? ”

“Uncle Zhang broke his arm and two other women were seriously injured and sent to the hospital. ”

As she listened, she had walked to the door of her room.

He looked at Su Qiu standing there. He seemed to have had a fight. His clothes were wrinkled and his cuffs were ripped open.

Looking inside, Guzheng sat on the bed.

There was blood on his hands and blood beads splashed on his face.

The pale blue eyes penetrated with pride and anger.

There was also a blanket wrapped around Su Cigarette before he left.

It's just a snow-white blanket that's already bloody today.