Male God, a Little Su

There was a row of various wines on the table, all of which were expensive on the market.

Paper drunk.

The closer you get, the clearer you can see.

She saw a tall figure, sitting carelessly on the sofa, with no one around, and under the dim light, the outlines of his facial features were looming.

Su Yan already knew who it was.

"Brother Cheng, go on!"

At this moment, someone was cheap and suddenly pushed a beautiful woman into Cheng Zeguang's arms.

"Hold--"

Cheng Zeguang cursed secretly and pushed the person out in a conditioned reflex.

The beauty fell on the table, and the wine glass and bottle smashed into pieces.

He patted his clothes, and suddenly felt a gaze on his face, his breath stagnated, and he looked at it suddenly.

With just one glance, he couldn't hold back the urge to curse.

"Damn it! Who the hell pushed a woman into Lao Tzu's arms just now? Stand up for me!"

As soon as he got angry, he instantly quieted down and the music was turned off.

Someone stood up trembling, and Cheng Zeguang kicked him over and kicked the person onto the sofa.

Gritting his teeth, he gave the man two false starts, "You, you, you really killed me!"

After that, his scalp was numb, and he strode towards Su Yan.

The guilt is terrible, and the eyes are floating.

Obviously he didn't do anything, but now that Su Yan saw it, he explained that he didn't know whether she would listen or not.

"Girl, why are you here? Did that stinky girl from Xu Xiaowu bring you here? Where is she?"

Cheng Zeguang licked his lips, swept around viciously, bluffing, "When I catch her, see if I won't deal with her."

Su Yan pursed her lips, looked at him with red eyes, and said nothing.

Cheng Zeguang suddenly panicked and was at a loss, "Hey, don't cry, why are you crying. I really didn't touch that person, someone pushed him over! I just drink and drink at most, really! Those women aren't my name."

After explaining, Cheng Zeguang scolded himself bitterly in his heart.

Cheng Zeguang, you fool, what are you talking about!

The ghost knows, where did Cheng Zeguang in the past think that he would have today?

In front of a little girl who didn't graduate from high school, she lowered her head and explained in a panic.

Su Yan burst into tears.

"My ancestor, my little ancestor, I'm afraid of you, can you?"

Cheng Zeguang wiped his face and reached out to wipe away her tears. As a result, the more you rub, the more you rub.

His hands were shaking, and he was very distressed.

His rough fingers did not wipe twice, but instead rubbed her face red.

Suddenly gritted his teeth, more annoying.

But it was definitely not Su Yan who was annoying.

"Come with me, and I'll take you to ask them if it's okay?"

Cheng Zeguang grabbed Su Ro's wrist and was about to go there.

Su Yan didn't move, but instead grabbed his big hand with strength.

"how--"

Before he finished speaking, there was a shadow in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, there was an endless blank in my mind.

The little girl stood on tiptoe, grabbed his collar, and pressed her soft lips against it abruptly.

a long time……

A quiet needle drop can be heard all around.

Cheng Zeguang was dumbfounded, his head crashed, and he couldn't turn.

"Girl, what do you mean..."

His throat was so dry that it was smoking, and the whole person looked like a fool, stunned in place.

Su Yan whimpered, "I don't know why you are angry, I have torn up the love letter long ago, and I have no idea who put it in my schoolbag. But, but why did you leave, I obviously like it, You are the only one..."

"I like myself?!"

Cheng Zeguang was shocked, he could hardly believe his ears.