Male God, a Little Su

It turns out that he can still be redeemed...

The world was spinning, Su Yan raised her eyes and looked at the man in front of her with a half-smile.

I saw him lovingly kissed her eyes.

"I'll pay it back with my whole life, okay?"

Su Yan raised her lips and narrowed her eyes, "Okay—"

*

It's already sunset.

The shop assistant glanced at the shopkeeper and asked hesitantly, "The shopkeeper, the proprietress hasn't gotten up at this point. The food left at the door has not been eaten. Would you like to take a look?"

"Look? Look at what?"

Zhe Liu gave him a fierce look, "You dare to go!"

Anyway, she didn't dare!

She fiddled with the abacus twice and sighed while looking at the sky outside.

Alas, even though it took two years to open up, this is not the way to get crazy, right?

*

Su Rou woke up again, she was lying on the soft cloud-like velvet mattress with a gorgeous crystal chandelier above her head. The floor is covered with a dark red carpet embroidered with Luogui, and the air is filled with a sweet and greasy fragrance.

She sat up slightly and opened her lips, "Nina."

The heavy wooden door was pushed open, and a girl in a maid outfit walked in cautiously. She had big eyes like a deer, and her round face was dotted with cute little freckles.

"Mrs Cecilia, good morning~"

The girl picked up the corner of her skirt and saluted respectfully.

Su Rou's tone was not very good, she raised her pointed chin proudly, and even the corner of the eye never stopped on Nina's body. With an imperious tone, she stretched out her hand, "Today I'm wearing the new dress sent by the tailor yesterday, that purple one."

Nina heard the displeasure in the lady's tone and became more cautious.

The sun shines through the gaps in the heavy curtains and falls on the woman's plump and smooth ketone body. Her skin is white and delicate, as flawless as a girl. Looking at her appearance, no one would have thought that she was already thirty years old.

The long purple dress has a huge hem, the neckline and puff sleeves are trimmed with delicate black lace, and the buttons are made of dark purple gemstones. After putting on the skirt, the waist was pinched so that her waist became thinner and thinner, as if it would break if it was broken.

The woman has long golden wavy hair that shines like satin in the sun, reaching to her calf. Her facial features are not as delicate as those of ordinary people, and even the saintess who were selected into the temple have never had a face more beautiful than Madam Cecilia. She has a pair of emerald eyes, a straight nose and lips that are as red as roses.

She is the most dazzling pearl and the most delicate rose in Dalai City.

No one can match her.

But her bad character also makes people keep away from her.

Nina carefully combed her hair, the long hair exuding the elegant fragrance of roses, as if it emanated from her body, which was very charming.

Her eyes fell on the back of her neck, on the small piece of fair skin, with envy flashing in her eyes.

Suddenly, the woman waved her hand and smashed the teacup next to her, furious.

"Who the hell didn't close the curtains in my room? The damn sunshine! It makes me sick!"

Nina was frightened like a quail, and rushed over to cover the gap in the curtains, so the sunlight was firmly blocked out. Even so, he couldn't relax the tense and solidified atmosphere in the room.

"Oh! I'm really going crazy!" Su Yan sat down angrily, "the sun will corrode my skin! Take away my beauty! I really hate it! Who was the last to leave last night? I We must punish her severely!"

I'm really too stuck... I like this subject very much and want to write it well. But this subject is something that Brin rarely touches, because it is from a Western background, and it is very rare for Brin to write about his feelings. I have dragged on this chapter for almost an hour, and today's update is bound to fail again. I am dead……