Male God, a Little Su

Lan Huaixu stared blankly at her and smiled. A woman's appearance was among the best among women, as bright as spring flowers, and her eyes were astonishingly bright.

He curled his fingers, and secretly scolded himself for not living up to expectations.

When she said that just now, he only thought about whether he would be discovered, but he didn't have the slightest thought of resisting.

This idea had just appeared, and was suddenly pulled to his side.

Su Yan wrapped her arms around his waist, "Sleep."

"No, I will be discovered..."

"Shh-"

Su Yan pressed her slender fingers against his lips, and said in a domineering tone, "I said I won't be found out, so you will never be found out. Do you want to sleep or not? Or do you want to do something else before going to bed?"

She has something to say, and her attitude is calm.

Those things were all in the album that his father gave him when he got married.

Lan Huaixu unconsciously substituted the pictures in the album into him and Su Yan, and there was a buzzing sound in his ears, and his mind went blank.

He, how could he have such an idea!

This is too embarrassing——

"Don't talk? Do you really want to? Well, if that's the case—"

"No! Don't want to!"

Lan Huaixu shook his head like a rattle, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, and his body was so tense that he dared not move at all.

He lay down obediently, trying to ignore the hand on his waist.

Close your eyes, "I, I fell asleep, I really fell asleep."

Su Yan held back her laughter. In fact, she really didn't plan to do anything, it was because the little cutie had her own thoughts.

She nodded, "Well, well, so—a good dream?"

After finishing speaking, she suddenly leaned forward and kissed him lightly on the eyes.

Itchy, Lan Huaixu's eyelashes trembled, and he dared not open them.

Shy wishing to disappear into the air directly.

This person, this person is too casual...

Thinking in a mess in his mind, Lan Huaixu didn't even know when he fell asleep.

He even forgot how long he hadn't had a good night's sleep. Ever since his brother Lan Zhengting sneaked into his room when he was ten years old and poured a basket of bugs on him, Lan Huaixu changed his mind. He had to sleep lightly, and a little wind and grass would wake him up.

But this time, when he opened his eyes, it was already dawn.

There was a knock on the door, and it was the voice of the maid Alan, "Third Young Master, are you awake?"

Lan Huaixu sat up all of a sudden, "You—"

Turning his head, he found that the person had disappeared.

When I reached out to touch it, there was still warmth around me, it seemed that I left not long ago.

Not a dream.

This thought flashed across Lan Huaixu's mind, and he pursed his lips and smiled softly.

"Wake up, wait a minute."

He quickly tidied himself up, passed by the table and suddenly stopped, picked up the letter paper on it and opened it.

The handwriting is chic and sharp.

There were only a few words, but it was like a ray of light, which quickly shone into Lan Huaixu's heart, and it suddenly brightened.

[I still have something to do, I'm leaving first, and I'll be with you in the evening, don't read it. 】

"Who cares about your company..."

But for some reason, thinking of her hand around his waist and the breath coming from her, he began to vaguely look forward to the night coming soon.

"Third young master, you got up a bit late today, did you sleep well at night?"

A good night's sleep is naturally good.

Lan Huaixu smiled lightly, "Well, very good."

Should be very good.

"That's good. The servant came here once at night. Did you know that it was raining outside? I thought you would be woken up in the middle of the night. It seems that the incense he gave you is still useful."

"It's very useful." Lan Huaixu nodded.