Male God, a Little Su

  Chapter 12 The male **** is too black 11

  Jicheng has been in the business world for decades. What big storms have not been seen? Xiong Peilan's careful thinking has nowhere to hide in his eyes.

  He can keep a vase, but it does not mean that he will blame his only son for such a woman who is for money.

  Worry Ji, is his beloved woman, the only blood left for him!

"Worry-free hates people to touch, you only know that until now? Since you don't want to be embarrassed, don't take the initiative to provoke him! Xiong Peilan, I will warn you again and take your careful thoughts away. If you are not happy, just get out of this house for me!"

  It’s nothing more than a woman. With his current status, what good-looking woman can’t be found?

  Xiong Peilan went stiff: "husband..."

  "Be your rich wife, and be safe with yourself!"

   Ji Cheng finished speaking, and went to Ji Wuyou's room with the family doctor.

  Naturally, he did not notice, Xiong Peilan was behind him, with a beautiful little face, which became extremely hideous!

  ...

  The bright sunshine in the morning sneaked in through the gaps of the tulle curtains, and the golden sunshine sprinkled in the pink bedroom like a princess room, leaving mottled golden shadows.

  The girl's thin body was curled up in the large and soft bed, her body sank deeply, revealing only a little dark hair top.

"Well…"

  A good night's dream, Su Yan rubbed the sweet smell of quilt, raised her eyes lazily, and rolled over.

  The next second, she was stunned—

  The teenager wearing a simple white T-shirt and loose trousers is standing by her bed, staring at her blankly.

  The not-so-warm sunlight outside the window fell on his head, making his hair black and purer.

   didn't know how long she stood in her room.

  Su Yan gathered her hair and slowly laughed.

   "Morning, brother."

  The exquisite eyebrows and eyes of the teenager are like frost, the lips are curled, and the smile does not reach the bottom of the eyes, "Morning."

  Su Yan yawned and lay lazily by the bed, and asked, "Then I can ask my brother, if I broke into my sister's boudoir, what do you want to do?"

  The girl's voice was soft and soft with a nasal sound of just waking up.

   sounds simple and harmless.

  If it hadn't been through last night, Ji Wuyou wouldn't believe that the girl in front of her was actually that bad.

   "Get up and go to class."

  Yes...

  Su Yan patted her head and suddenly realized.

  The salted fish was too long, Su Yan had forgotten, the original body was in class with Ji Wuyou.

but-

   "Thank you brother." She smiled sweetly.

  Everything does not go to the Three Treasures Hall, would Ji Wuyou be such a kind person?

  She sat up, tilted her head and stared at Ji Wuyou, with a smile, "Isn't your brother going out yet? Or do you want to watch me change clothes here?"

   Ji Wuyou has no expression on his face, even without blinking his eyes.

  He turned his eyes slightly, and finally landed on the small pink sofa by the window.

  Sit down calmly, slender legs folded, the gentleman stretched out his hand, "Come on, please change."

  Su Yan: "...Brother, are you sure?"

  Ji Wuyou raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a smile.

  Su Yan curled her lips and smiled back.

   Then she sat up and pulled down the quilt little by little.

  She wore a thin sling to outline the newly developed body.

  The air was full of gunpowder, and Su Yan slowly pulled up the sling, "Brother, are you sure you can’t go out?"

   Ji Wuyou's thin lips bend, "OK, and sure."

  He has a frivolous tone and deep eyes.

  Excuse me, cuties, can you vote for Brin!

  (End of this chapter)