Male God, a Little Su

A short song ended unknowingly, and no one spoke for a long time.

Su Yan was stunned for a while, and it took a long while to find her voice, "Brother is great! Woohoo, I'm so happy!!"

"I... my mother, the great god is still my great god, and I knelt as soon as I opened my voice." The village flower's voice was choked up, it was excited.

Tutu: "My God, can I put the recording on the Internet? Or, God, do you still want to continue to hide?"

Nanfeng: "The great god is awesome."

Don't remember the year: "Offer my knee!"

The doorbell rang, presumably fast food had arrived.

He Jinnian stood up and replied casually, "Whatever you want, I'll go out and get a takeout."

After all, he walked to the door and opened the door at will. When he saw the people standing outside, his expression was stunned.

With a face full of disbelief, "how is it you?"

The person standing outside the door was rarely wearing a down-to-earth sportswear, pink and white tones, with a plain face facing the sky, and long black hair tied behind his head. Her little face is white and pink. Compared with the delicate and bright mature women on weekdays, at this time, she truly fits the image of a college girl who has not yet left the school.

Pure and harmless.

But He Jinnian, who was deeply hurt by the other party, knew that everything was an illusion.

"I can't come?"

Su Yan glanced at him without smiling, raised her chin, and motioned him to get out of the way to let her in.

He Jinnian passively opened his body to the side, and a light fragrance of perfume swept across his nostrils. Su Yan had already walked in with a food bag.

"No, I just didn't expect you to come to me so early."

No, it should be completely unexpected.

Yesterday was an accident, what is today?

He Jinnian's expression was strange. He smelled the fragrance of the food. The box was a glass food box, which should have been brought by Su Yan from home.

"You—" He opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Su Yan didn't turn her head back, and with her eyes down, she took out the contents of the bag, opened them, and placed them on the dining table.

"I just care about my boyfriend, what, can't you?"

She put away the bag, leaned against the dining table, and turned around with a smile.

He Jinnian: "..."

He was going to be fooled by Su Rouge's actions, so, is Xiao Rouge really Su Rouge?

Did he guess wrong?

He looked down and landed on Su Yan's phone. Or was he really drunk last night, had a fantasy, and took the fantasy as real?

Or does he subconsciously hope that Xiao Rouge is Su Rouge?

"I know I'm good-looking, but if you look at it again, you'll be paid, understand? Come and eat."

She ordered something on the table, "Miss Ben brought it all the way. If you dare to waste a grain of rice, I will let you taste it. What is the taste of domestic violence."

He Jinnian was annoyed by her laughing. If Su Rou had not personally cooked him sober soup last night, helped him to rest in the bedroom, took off his shoes, washed his hands with hot water and wiped his face, he would have really felt that Su Rou was just one thing. Spoiled eldest image.

But after last night, he didn't think so.

"Actually I ordered fast food."

He Jinnian sat down, picked up a spoon and took a mouthful of porridge.

The taste is very good, the seafood is finely chopped, mixed with rice grains to cook the mellow and soft glutinous, melts in the mouth.

Coupled with some side dishes, they are still warm, which is indeed much better than fast food.

He Jinnian is a person who doesn't have a heavy appetite, and also hates the smell of others occupying his own territory, so he rejected his mother's idea of ​​hiring him a nanny.