Male God, a Little Su

He obviously doesn't like Su Yan, so Su Yan shouldn't like him either?

She clearly liked Wen Zheng so much before, how could she suddenly not like him?

The biggest possibility is to stay with him, in order to get revenge on Wen Zheng.

He Jinnian knew that he shouldn't have such an idea. Ever since he was a child, he never thought that he would lose to anyone.

until now-

His mind was in a mess, and he thought for a while that Su Yan had such a temperament on the Internet. Not only was he a little liar, but he also used a voice changer to chat with people online. After a while, I thought about it, she was so careless, and at first glance, she was not a person who would easily give her sincerity, and she was completely asking for her own guilt to fall in love with her.

Thinking about it, the eyelids are getting heavier.

When he was about to fall asleep, someone suddenly patted his face.

He Jinnian woke up suddenly, the light pierced him and closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, the bright little face was very close to him. The skin is white and lustrous, and the eyelashes are thick and long, like a doll that children like at home.

He licked his lips, his throat dry.

He smelled something strange, but looking at Su Yan, he hadn't forgotten what she said. If she found out that he was pretending, it would be over.

So, soon he turned the corner.

Half-sitting up, he stretched out his arms and wrapped his arms around Su Ro's waist.

As soon as the action came out, he was stunned for a while. It was different from the usual acting. There were no outsiders around at this time, and he didn't need to show it to others, pretending that they were in a good relationship.

Su Ro's waist is very thin, and Yingying holds it, he knows this.

But definitely not at this time, the cognition is so clear.

It seemed as if it would break with a pinch, and the temperature was transmitted to his palm through the thin cloth.

Su Yan raised her eyebrows and lowered her eyes without smiling, when she saw the black top of He Jinnian's head.

"Um—I have a headache—"

He seemed coquettish, naturally, hugging Su Ro's waist and muttering.

Su Yan gave him an angry look, pulled his hand away and pushed him back to the sofa.

Turning around, he picked up the hangover soup on the coffee table and handed it to him.

"Drink the sobering soup, then go to take a bath and sleep. This is the first time this lady has served a man like this, so you can have fun!"

The hangover soup tasted pungent, and it was obvious that the taste was not good.

He Jinnian's brows were twisted into a pimple, and before he could lose his mind, he was stimulated by the smell of this hangover soup.

Seeing that he didn't drink, Su Yan directly poured it into him.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

After drinking a bowl of sober soup, He Jinnian's face turned pale. Tears choked out, and the cough was heart-wrenching.

"You deserve it, you can't drink but dare to be brave."

Su Yan helped him to the bedroom, but He Jinnian was very obedient, with black broken hair hanging down on his forehead obediently, his eyes drooping, and his eyelashes were long and sparse.

Su Yan couldn't help but stretched out his hand and moved it. He Jinnian felt itchy eyes, and his eyes moved under his eyelids, but he didn't raise his eyes.

"The eyelashes are quite long, scourge!"

Su Yan cursed inwardly, and while talking, he started to unbutton his shirt.

He Jinnian, who was still pretending to be drunk, suddenly raised his head and widened his eyes. The woman in front of him bent over, her eyes fell on his buttons, and she didn't notice his expression at all.

what is she doing?

Did he really guess it? She wants to cook raw rice while he is drunk, and then rely on him for the rest of her life?

This--

So where did he come from? Still not from?

Just in this thought, Su Rou had successfully unbuttoned his shirt, but He Jinnian clung to his shirt tightly with both hands, but refused to let go.