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

Su Yan reached out and touched the edge of the cup.

She looked at the colors.

Doubt flashed in my eyes.

“I have a problem that I still don't understand. ”

Nod in colour

“Say."

“Why do so many people say we look alike, even you think we look alike. ”

When Su Yan asked, he really didn't understand.

And when she heard the question, she seemed to wonder why she asked.

“Isn't that right? ”

Su Yan shook his head

“No.”

Drop the brown calf in your hand. It seems curious.

“Similar abilities like quiet and not lively.

I don't like everything that's filthy out there.

Live in your own world. ”

Su Yan finished listening.

Stand up.

If you know you're here to listen to this stuff.

She's still not coming.

Sit under the tree and do something for yourself.

She stepped on the branches of the rose and walked forward, overwhelming the rose.

“I'll go first. ”

The voice is faint and I can't hear the emotions.

At this time, the colour stood up.

“How long do you think you can stand his paranoid emotions, complex minds?

Or do you think that you'll only fight once in your life and always be in love with each other?

Sooner or later, he'll step out of the range you can tolerate.

Makes you intolerable.

Knowing it was that long ago.

Why wait until it's so embarrassing? ”

Su Smoke stepped on the rose and stopped.

As soon as I looked up, I saw a monarchy that didn't know when to show up at the door.

She actually noticed him walking this way before.

I was going to pull out before he came.

Turns out, he didn't leave.

And I don't know exactly how much he heard.

When Junjie was supposed to come in, he saw Su Smoke and his eyes were bright.

As a result, the bright color in the eyes of the monarchy slowly subsided.

Beautiful look, wiggling tear mole.

His eyes drooped.

With a feeling of weakness.

After Ann behind the monarchy, at first glance, his master changed.

Retreat immediately.

Mm-hmm.

The Lord is the Lord.

The previous second could have slit the throat tube of a parent princess without a blink.

The next second stands here, free from the image of a bullied victim.

Surely, the old lord teaches well.

Su Yan looked at him like this.

She looked away.

“I know you're pretending, I won't be pretending. ”

Where can he get hurt with two words like that?

After she said that, she heard no movement.

Then he went to see the kingdom standing at the door.

Found him standing there with his head down.

Surrounded by a low pressure.

Su Smoke looked at him. He cared about it?

She turned around and looked at the color.

“We're not the same. ”

Light golden eyes, no emotional fluctuations.

And his eyebrows moved, smiling.

“Do you want to make a distinction between us to fool him? ”

Su Yan looked at the garden where the roses blossomed.

“Quiet, hot, complex or uncomplicated, I can do it.

My compassion, compassion, and inclusiveness were all cut off along with my negative emotions. ”

When Heaven tried to strip only negative emotions from her body.

But the emotions themselves are mutual.

It is those compassion, compassion, inclusiveness that are trampled through, that become indifferent and cruel.

Oh, except, of course, the big fish.

After all, he has no soul. He used to have half a soul.