Male God, a Little Su

"Huh? What did you say? Wen Yue!"

Su Yan put her hands around her chest, abruptly amplified her voice, and looked down at her narrowly.

"Shut up!" Wen Yue was shocked.

After finishing the convenience, the woman walked to the sink to wash her hands, confused, "I think I heard Wen Yue just now?"

Wen Yue wanted to dig a slit in the ground to get in, she held her head in both hands, and shrank back into the corner.

"Ah? That might be someone outside shouting."

Su Yan replied with a smile.

Seeing the woman nodded suspiciously, she walked out of the bathroom while cheering her on.

She bent down and grabbed Wen Yue's long hair, showing no pity.

"Are you going to fight?"

Wen Yue's scalp hurt from being pulled, her eyes were hazy with tears, and the tears turned into pearls and fell to the ground.

No one cared at this time.

She cried so hard that she felt a little aggrieved and asked, "What on earth are you trying to do?"

Force her to kidnap her?

"Kidn me, hurry up!"

Su Yan has never seen such a person with ink marks. What bad things are they doing?

04 Looking at the system space, I feel that the host is becoming more and more violent, and it is becoming more and more simple and straightforward.

Originally, Wen Yue might have really wanted to kidnap her, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she scared Wen Yue.

"Uuuuuu..."

Wen Yue covered her face, tears streaming down her face, her tone angrily.

"Su Yan, are you sick? Have you come up with another way to deal with me? I tell you, I won't let you get your wish!"

Su Yan didn't say a word, just rummaged into her pocket.

Sure enough, I found a tube of medicine and a handkerchief from it.

She raised her eyebrows and took it out, asking her, "This is it? How is it used?"

She poured the entire bottle onto the hilt, and took a deep breath under her nose.

One second, two seconds...

Wen Yue sat on the ground and looked at Su Rou, who was also in a coma beside her, and was a little dazed.

I have seen death, but I have never seen such a death.

She crawled over with shaking hands and tried under her breath, feeling that she was still breathing, and was relieved.

Trembling, he took out his phone and made a call.

"It's done?"

"It's done, it's done..."

Wen Yue swallowed twice, her tone stern, "But I think it's a little weird, she—"

"Okay, this matter has nothing to do with you, wait there, I'll go and take someone now."

The other party cut off the phone neatly.

Wen Yue blinked, her hands crossed her knees, and she stared blankly at Su Yan.

It may be because Su Yan's actions just now had too much impact on her, even if she fell into a coma now, Wen Yue didn't dare to think of hitting her back.

Her cheeks were aching, and she raised her hand to touch her hair, but she felt a lot of it.

Wen Yue's face darkened instantly, she gritted her teeth, "Damn Su Yan!"

If she had a pair of scissors by her side, she would like to cut Su Yan directly into a bald man.

Facts have proved that as long as it is a girl, whether it is a villain or a decent person, they are very concerned about their hair.

Seeing Su Roan being taken away unconscious, Wen Yue felt uneasy, she bit her lip and watched as she was taken into the car.

The car didn't stop and disappeared quickly.

*

On Chen Fan's side, the time to cut the ribbon has come, and Su Yan has not come back.

"Boss, you really can't wait any longer. If you delay, you will miss the auspicious time."

"But--"

Chen Fan glanced at the time and picked up the scissors.

She and Su Yan made this product together. She hopes to share such a useful product with girls in China and let them know that domestic products can also be excellent.