Male God, a Little Su

Sheng Jinshu smiled and leaned lazily on the sofa.

"That counts as me, don't worry, I will explain it. When we die, there will be enough left behind for you to live the rest of your life in peace. Someone will come to collect our bodies, and no one will come to you. trouble."

"Are you sick?"

Su Yan was forced to hold the fruit knife, the tip of the knife pressed against Cheng Qian's heart, only to feel dumbfounded.

How can anyone be so good-natured that they want to die?

"Don't be soft-hearted, or Rouge you kill him, just the two of us together, how about it?"

There was a sudden weight on his shoulders, and Sheng Jinshu's low, hoarse and magnetic voice sounded in his ears, he slammed, motioning for Su Yan to kill Cheng Qian first.

"Heh..." Cheng Qian sneered, "Come on, let's do it."

He looked calm and fearless.

Su Yan's eyes flashed, and she pursed her lips, "Do you really think I dare not kill you? That's why you force me like that?"

"Do not."

Cheng Qian hooked her lips and stroked her cheek with Lu Bing's fingers, "I just know where your heart knot is, so I want to untie it. If I don't die, I will definitely not let it go, so Now I'm giving you a chance, a chance to escape from us. Do it, eh?"

With a slight force on his wrist, he squeezed Su Ro's wrist and handed it forward slightly.

The tip of the knife didn't penetrate a trace, and Su Rou could even hear the sound of piercing into flesh.

She looked cold, "Cheng Qian, don't force me."

Cheng Qian smiled bitterly, "Rouge, as long as you can relax your vigilance a little bit and try to get to know us, maybe it won't turn out like this, um—"

Before he finished speaking, all the fruit knives entered.

Endless blood poured out, causing Cheng Qian to snort.

He had a bright smile on his face, not even blinking his eyelids.

Indeed, as Sheng Jinshu said, even if his younger brother was stabbed in front of his eyes, he never blamed Su Yan for a single sentence.

With the fruit knife drawn, Su Yan's hands were full.

As soon as her hand was released, the fruit knife fell to the ground with a clatter, her breathing trembled, and she saw the blood gushing out in front of her eyes, her eyes turning black.

"Cheng Qian...you forced me..."

"Shh, don't be afraid—"

A big hand covered Su Ro's eyes and took her into his arms.

Sheng Jinshu whispered, "Does it feel better? I'll let you stab you if it doesn't feel good, eh?"

This is the real thing, I leave my life to Su Yan.

"Sheng Jinshu!!"

Su Yan pushed him away angrily, his chest heaving violently, "You two are indeed perverts! Are you crazy?!"

She glanced at Cheng Qian and gritted her teeth, "Go and stop the bleeding yourself! I don't want to be a murderer!"

"cough……"

Cheng Qian was even in the mood to laugh, without even frowning. The face that has always had a faint smile on his face, the smile blooming at this moment is unprecedentedly brilliant.

"Rouge cares about me?" There was coquettishness in his gentle voice.

He didn't even manage the wound, the blood pouring out.

Su Yan's eyelids jumped, "Cheng Qian!!"

The voices trembled.

"Okay, don't worry, it won't make you a murderer, eh?"

Cheng Qian really never thought that Su Yan would stab him so plainly, but he was already mentally prepared, and he was not surprised. This shows how much Su Yan resented them.

In fact, maybe it's not that she has no feelings, it's just the forced relationship at the beginning, which caused her to always have a knot in her heart.

Sheng Jinshu looked at him with playful eyes, Cheng Qian gritted his back molars, "Rouge, you're partial! Why don't you give him a knife."