Male God, a Little Su

04 The temple jumped, resisting the feeling of data disorder, and kindly reminded: [Sir, if you lie down again, maybe your friend will lose his legs. 】

Hearing this, Su Yan's face instantly became solemn, she frowned and sat up forcibly.

【Red crimson? 】

[Yes, I calculated, she should have been kneeling in the snow for four hours now. 】

After getting 04's answer, Su Yan's eyelids jumped.

Hong Fei is not a martial artist. Even if she kneels for so long, even if her legs can be kept, she is afraid that she will suffer from the root cause of the disease in the rest of her life, and she will be a waste.

She stood up suddenly and walked out barefoot.

Song Guanzhi was neatly dressed and was sitting outside in the soft cave reading a book.

If Su Yan was in the mood to look at it now, she would find that in just two hours, her dilapidated house had changed a lot. The furniture was replaced with the best, all kinds of precious vases and jades, and there was even a pot of coral trees at the door.

"woke up?"

Song Guanzhi raised his eyebrows, put down the book and stretched out his hand, "Is there any discomfort when you come to Gu's side?"

Su Yan paused slightly, pursed her lower lip, and turned to walk outside.

She was only wearing a thin underclothes and walked out with her bare feet.

Song Guanzhi squinted slightly, put down the book and strode over, took her into his arms, turned and walked towards the inner room, "Where are you going? Put on your clothes first and then talk about it."

"You let me go!"

Su Yan gritted her teeth and struggled like she was crazy.

Song Guanzhi rarely saw her have such a reaction, his eyes flashed with interest, and he smiled softly, "Angry? I was a little impulsive last night, but it is an indisputable fact that you let Song Chaojiu touch you, so— "

"Hong Fei is still outside!" Su Yan broke his hand and ran out while he wasn't paying attention.

Song Guanzhi's smile was still hanging on the corner of his lips, but the bottom of his eyes gradually filled with ice.

So when she woke up, it wasn't because of last night's affair with him, but because of an unrelated outsider?

Su Yan was only wearing a layer of underwear, and when she walked outside, the cold wind blew to the bone. She walked into the snow without fear, the red crimson was so frozen that she was unconscious, and her lips were purple. There is no use for Zhe Liu to stand aside except to be anxious.

Here, Song Guanzhi is heaven, in charge of life and death.

She didn't breathe a sigh of relief until she saw Su Yan come out, "No words..." Her eyes were full of guilt, for her powerlessness.

"I know."

Su Yan's voice was hoarse, and when the biting cold wind blew, her discomfort became stronger and stronger.

"Hongfei, come in with me!"

Su Yan half picked her up and turned to go in.

"Put her down, don't say anything, you are so bold."

Song Guanzhi stood in the door, his hands folded into his sleeves, his back straight, and his aura was extraordinarily indifferent.

"Did she get up alone?"

"Song Guanzhi!"

Su Yan's eyes were more indifferent than his, and she called out his name through gritted teeth, "This is a matter between me and you, and it has nothing to do with Hong Fei. If you haven't vented your anger last night, come at me, there's no need to get involved. other people."

Hong Fei opened her eyes in a daze, and saw Su Yan's tears suddenly fell.

She leaned against Su Yan's arms and whispered, "Don't say anything, you'll be fine."

"I'm fine, don't worry."

Su Yan patted her back distressedly and took her into her arms.

Seeing the two of them being so close, Song Guanzhi laughed instead of anger. He glanced at Hong Fei, her eyes trembled slightly, and she lowered her eyes stiffly and did not dare to look at him.