Male God, a Little Su

It's over, play off.

I knew it wouldn't be so ruthless.

"you--"

One mouthful after another, her eyes were hazy with tears. Seeing Song Guanzhi holding such a bitter medicine in her mouth, she could not change her face, and could not help but admire.

"cough……"

A whole bowl of medicine was poured into Su Yan's stomach by Song Guanzhi.

There was mist in Su Yan's eyes, "I, I drink it myself."

Song Guanzhi hummed, tugged a candied date and stuffed it into her mouth, "No more."

Su Yan: "..."

Ooh, exciting.

Dog man, take advantage of this opportunity!

04 Appears in time: [Di! It is detected that the excitement of the host is too high. For the sake of your health, please try to calm down. 】

Su Yan: [Oh, I don't want to hear you speak now, you step back. 】

04: [Master host, why are you still excited at this time? 】

Su Yan: [This is fun, an AI like you can't understand it. 】

04: [OK. 】

You are the boss, you are right.

After Song Guanzhi watched Su Yan finish drinking the medicine, he fell into a look of indifference and refused to communicate with the outside world.

He sighed, let her lie back, and covered her with the quilt.

Then he took off his shoes and lay down beside Su Roan.

Su Rou just ended the conversation with 04 and returned to reality. I noticed that there was a person sleeping beside me, and the familiar clear smell penetrated into my nostrils in bursts, and it was difficult to ignore.

"Master, what is this doing?"

Song Guanzhi pulled the quilt all the way to Su Ro's chin, "Sleep."

Su Yan: "Master, this is the subordinate's room."

"Well, then?"

Su Yan moved her eyelids, "You should go back to your own yard. The rooms of your subordinates are simple, which will damage your noble status."

"Well--"

Song Guanzhi nodded, suddenly pinched her chin and lifted it gently, his eyes met, Su Ro peeping danger from the other's eyes.

"Don't speak, Gu is the first time to make concessions, don't make Gu angry again, eh?" Song Guanzhi tucked the quilt for her, whether to laugh or not, "Or you want to let Gu help you review it now, What happened when I was alone in this bed with you last night."

Su Yan narrowed her eyes and looked at Song Guanzhi, "Your thoughts are really nasty—"

"I don't deny it at all."

Song Guanzhi seems to be like a flower in the high mountains and does not touch the dust, but once it does, the whole person becomes paranoid and terrifying.

He didn't think Su Yan would fall in love with him, nor did he expect it.

If so, then hate it.

Anyway, in this life, she would never want to run away from him.

The man kissed Su Yan's lips, "Trust me, you'll have to get used to it in the future."

"Ah."

Su Yan sneered and wanted to turn over, but was pinned down by Song Guanzhi's big palm.

"Don't move around, does the injury on your body hurt?"

Of course it hurts, but she has to be mean, express her 'resistance'?

"Go to sleep."

He patted the quilt lightly with his big hands, the candles were extinguished between his fingers, and the room fell into a brief darkness.

After getting used to it, the moonlight quietly spilled in through the window paper, and the whole place was silvery white.

In the middle of the night, Su Yan woke up with pain, the wounds on her wrist were dense, as if ants were gnawing.

"pain?"

The man's voice was still hoarse, he sat up, got up and poured a cup of hot tea. Then she picked up Su Yan and held it in her arms, "Drink some water first."

Su Rou's mouth was indeed dry, so he drank the whole cup obediently, and his throat felt a lot more comfortable.

Only then did he react, "You—"

She lowered her eyes, "You'd better go back to your room to rest, you can't sleep well here. Just find someone to watch your subordinates. After all, I'm useless now, right?"