Male God, a Little Su

After all, you can only force it.

Song Guanzhi knew what she meant, his Adam's apple rolled and his expression was cold.

The fingertips fell on her heart, "Then I want this."

The voice is very soft, and even breathing is very clear in the night.

Su Yan caught a trace of expectation in his eyes, smiled and took out a dagger from under the pillow and put it into Song Guanzhi's hand, "Of course, you can gouge it out now."

Her red lips parted lightly, and her eyes were like silk.

What Song Guanzhi taught her back then, she gave him complete feedback, including the coldness in her bones.

Song Guanzhi's hands were cold, he coughed lowly and stared into her eyes.

I wanted to see what was in her eyes, but at a glance, it was empty.

"Clap!"

He gasped for breath, and the feeling of drinking filled his heart, but he was firmly suppressed by him.

His eyes were red, "You are a smart person, you know that this is not what you want!"

What he wants is a living person, who will cry and laugh at him, instead of provocatively laughing like he is now, wishing he would kill her.

Song Guanzhi's fingertips were shaking, and she laughed arrogantly.

"You just want to die?"

Song Guanzhi rolled over and got out of bed, "I won't let you wish you luck!"

"Someone! Bring hot water!"

Su Yan half sat up with her elbows propped on the bed, seeing that the anger on Song Guanzhi's face had not dissipated, his eyes drifted to the dagger in the corner. The dagger is serpentine, and the handle is inlaid with precious stones.

It was the only thing left to her by the original master.

"Aren't you going to continue?"

Geez, she's all set.

"To shut up!"

Song Guanzhi squatted on the ground and took off her shoes. Hearing that, he pursed his lips and glanced at her sharply, "If you dare to tease Gu, you won't want to sleep tonight! Even if you die, you have to die on Gu's bed!"

His face was clear and handsome, and the moonlight robe was indescribably cold and elegant.

At this time, Su Yan forced her eyes to turn red, as if she wanted to swallow her alive.

Su Yan smiled even more cheerfully, "Actually, you don't have to hold back, you know, I will definitely not resist—"

Song Guanzhi gasped, and asked Zhe Liu to bring the hot water over, and wiped her face with a wet handkerchief.

"Well……"

Su Yan frowned in pain and pushed him.

Song Guanzhi, as if he hadn't heard it, wiped his face and hands again.

Su Rou's little face that had been transpired by the water mist was pink and white, and her eyebrows and eyelashes became darker.

After wiping her face and hands, Song Guanzhi squatted down again and pressed her little feet into the hot water basin that was newly brought in. The smell of medicinal herbs filled the surroundings, and the pot was dark. This was what Su Yan had to do every night.

From the surprise at the beginning, to the habit later.

The aloof Prince, squatting at her feet, stretched his big hand into the basin to massage her.

Su Yan sat and looked at Song Guanzhi's lowered eyebrows, he was very deceptive when he calmed down.

The son is like jade, elegant and gentle.

What he is talking about is the feeling he gives, of course, only the appearance can be seen.

[Alas, 44. 】

Ding!

04: [Does the host need any help? 】

Su Yan sighed: [44, what do you think Song Guanzhi is doing? 】

04 in the system space was silent for a moment, looked at Su Yan, who squinted comfortably, and pursed his lips.

This kind of thing, the host needs to ask him?

04: [Maybe, he is pursuing you? 】

Su Yan: [What about forced love? This is nothing like what I imagined! He fouls! 】

04: [Master host, you are getting more and more serious, please call me if you are in a hurry, I will be offline first! 】