Male God, a Little Su

Su Yan hurried to chase, she was funny and helpless, "Mr. Sheng, don't make trouble—"

"Crack-"

Cheng Qian opened the door and saw the scene in front of him.

The woman smiled and pulled the man's wrist, and the other party looked awkward, obviously out of temper.

But judging from the soft aura around him, the other party was not angry at all.

"Yo?"

He dropped the key and bent over to change his shoes, raising his eyebrows without smiling, "What? What's going on here?"

Sheng Jinshu rolled his eyes at him, put his hands around his chest, and tapped Su Yan with his chin, "Well, she's going to move out."

Su Yan: "..."

She let go embarrassingly, but said helplessly, "Mr. Cheng, you persuade Mr. Sheng to stop making trouble. He just said that he would leave the house to me and move out by himself. It's too childish."

"Huh!"

Sheng Jinshu stared, "You call me naive? Where am I naive?!"

He has a handsome face, sharp eyebrows, and eyes like cold stars.

The contours of the facial features are deep, and the hormones all over his body can't be concealed by standing there.

certainly--

That only existed in the Sheng Jinshu that Su Yan knew about on the Internet, not the current Sheng Jinshu.

Cheng Qian gave a low laugh, showing no mercy, "You are quite naive now."

Sheng Jinshu: "Cheng Qian, I think your skin is itchy again!"

Cheng Qian lazily walked into the room with his briefcase, and left a light sentence, "People without IQ can only solve problems by force, I disdain to be with you, rouge—"

Suddenly being called by his name, Su Yan responded with a conditioned reflex.

"Ah? How to pull?"

Cheng Qian turned his head and took off his glasses with a smile. A clear face softened instantly, and his tone was soft and half coquettish, "I'm hungry."

"Then, what do you want to eat..."

Su Yan's face flushed, the man's low voice was sweet and soft, not deliberate at all, and his appearance was gentle and handsome, which made people feel more soft-hearted.

Cheng Qian calmly threw a look at Sheng Jinshu, and raised his eyebrows, "I like everything you do."

Su Yan's face turned even redder, "Is it okay to make fish that night? Braised, steamed or soup?"

Looking at the interaction between the two, Sheng Jinshu leaned against the shoe cabinet with his hands in his pockets.

Squeeze a word out of the teeth: rely on—

Cheng Qian smiled deeper and gentle.

"It's okay, I'll eat everything you do."

"Then, that's fine..."

Su Yan nodded slightly, "Then do the steaming. You just got off work, do you want to take a bath and rest first?"

"OK."

Cheng Qian's thin lips tickled lightly, "Robust still cares about me, unlike someone who wants to beat me all day—"

"I rely on Cheng Qian! Why don't you have a face!"

If two people fight, that is at best a fight, ok?

Don't look at Cheng Qian looking at being gentle and elegant, in fact, he is ruthless when he starts.

What's more, his father is not a good stubble, it's no wonder that a child who grew up in that kind of family background can be normal!

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Su Yan was used to it.

She said softly, "Mr. Sheng won't. He actually cares about you. You can talk slowly, and I'll cook first."

After all, she quickly walked into the kitchen.

In the living room, the two looked at each other for a long time.

One snorted coldly and turned around.

One went upstairs and the other went into the kitchen.

*

Because of Sheng Jinshu's gags, Su Yan's plan to move out has been put on hold.

But she has seen a lot of private chats recently, all of which are questions sent by some of her fans, which are mixed with some abuse from black fans.