Male God, a Little Su

  Chapter 39 The male **** is too black 38

  At this time, the disadvantage of short legs is shown.

  Ji Wuyou was in a gloomy mood, which caused her to walk like the wind. Her long legs are no exaggeration to say that she can really reach Su Yan's waist.

  Su Yan passively ran along with Ji Wuyou, the scene looked very funny.

  She stared out of breath, and exclaimed in annoyance: "Ji Wuyou! Where are you taking me? I won't go back!"

   Ji Wuyou paused, turned his head, "Who said I want to take you back?"

  Su Yan turned her head and rubbed her eyes.

   continued to look at him straightforwardly, "I won't go back anyway, you let me go, I want to go back!"

  Looking at her rare childish and fragile appearance, Ji Wuyou raised his eyebrows and gave a "tsk". Suddenly, the big palm clasped her head and rubbed it vigorously.

   "The way you smile is so ugly."

   "What do you mean?" Su Yan rolled her eyes, and her mouth tightened unhappy.

  Brows and eyes are filled with ‘I’m very upset’, ‘I’m very irritable’, and ‘I want to kill’, the bad temper is obvious.

   Ji Wuyou turned his head and took Su Yan to continue walking.

  Su Yan originally thought that he could not wait for his answer, but suddenly heard him turn her back to her, and an indifferent voice came, "Don't laugh if you don't want to laugh. Have you ever looked in the mirror?"

"what?"

  Su Yan was shocked, and even slowed down.

  She didn't notice that Ji Wuyou had been striding away long ago, but now he is holding her wrist and slowly taking care of Su Yan's feelings.

  Ji Wuyou lowered his eyes, looking at the figure of the two side by side under the street lamp on the ground.

  The smell of humidity in the air means that there will be a night rain soon.

  He moved his thin lips, "Because your eyes tell me it's sad—"

   "嗤——what did you say?"

  Su Yan turned her head, suspecting that she had heard the hallucinations.

   "Why should I cry? I have never regarded Xiong Peilan as my mother." And this is true.

  She said casually.

There is a small puddle in front of   , Su Yandi pulled her eyelid and stepped on it with one foot.

"careful--"

   Ji Wuyou sighed softly, clasped her waist with one hand, and before Su Yan was about to step into the puddle, he hugged her up and crossed over the puddle.

  Her waist is very thin, it seems that she only needs two palms to hold it tightly, and she is incredibly fragile.

   Ji Wuyou put her down.

  Su Yan was still immersed in panic and uncertainty, and she was a little stupid and unable to recover.

   "What were you doing just...?"

   "Prevent someone from splashing sewage on me."

   Ji Wuyou answered lightly, his face as cold as ice.

  Su Yan pouted her lips and muttered: "If you care, I will just say it. Don't worry, I won't think too much."

   "But I will—"

   Ji Wuyou domineeringly pushed Su Yan into the car, slammed the door backhand, and dropped the lock by the way.

  The unclear answer disappeared in the air as soon as it was said.

  No one noticed.

  Su Yan waited to get into the car, only to find herself in the passenger seat. The driver is Ji Wuyou.

  She tilted her head and grinned, "Brother, do you have a driver's license?"

  The answer to her was that Ji Wuyou stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed towards the street like a roaring beast.

  Su Yan slammed into the back of the chair because of inertia, and because he turned abruptly, his body fell forward as if he did not belong to him.

   Ji Wuyou's eyes didn't move, and he looked straight ahead. On the side, it seemed as if a pair of eyes had grown. With her long arms stretched out, Su Yan abruptly stopped Su Yan again.

   "Safety belt."

  (End of this chapter)