Male God, a Little Su

Su Yan patted her face gently, and said with a half-smile, "I have something sweeter. I'll invite my sister to drink another day. Now I have something to do, so I'll go first."

Having said that, she has ruthlessly pushed away Madam Hui, whose heart lake was rippling, and strode into the Peony Pavilion.

"Hey - aunt, girl -"

Madam Hui hurriedly turned around to chase, Su Yan walked very fast and went upstairs in a blink of an eye.

She panicked and anxious, but there were people coming and going in the lobby, where was she going to find Su Yan?

Su Yan went upstairs, grabbed someone and asked, "Which room is Yue Hongtao in?"

The woman is wearing a skirt and purple gauze.

Startled by Su Yan, she blinked and pointed to a location.

"Thanks."

Su Yan smiled at her lazily, her eyebrows twitched, and her romance was endless.

half an hour.

Only then did the woman cover her heart, her face flushed, "This, which son of a family is this, actually, so handsome?"

...

"Bam—"

When the door was kicked open from the outside, the eyes of everyone in the room were attracted.

The red clothes and black hair, the pointed mandibles became more and more cold and glamorous.

His eyelashes drooped like cicada wings, his brows were arrogant and sharp, and he passed over everyone in the room lightly.

For a moment.

The woman clasped her fists with a smile, "Su Yan is rude, I didn't expect the seventh prince and the second prince to be here too, so I'll disturb you."

Although she said so, she has found a place to sit down.

He also pulled a beauty into his arms.

Yan Nanchao's black eyes flashed with boredom, and he frowned, obviously not believing Su Yan's words.

Su Yan's paranoid image is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and it is strange to make people believe her nonsense.

Yue Hongtao's explicit eyes swept across her slender body, and smiled evilly, "Yo, Miss Su? Did you go to the wrong place? Or did you change your temper? Do you know where this Peony Pavilion is? ?"

"Snapped--"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, a slap fell on his face.

Everyone was startled.

The girls who were called to accompany them were even more frightened.

However, Su Rou acted as if nothing had happened, lazily retracted her slender hand, put it to her lips and blew.

The meaning pointed: "The straw bag knows that this is a place to have fun, do you think I will not know?"

"cough……"

There was a slight cough in the room.

Yue Yuntao slapped the table angrily and glared at Su Yan, "Su Yan! Are you calling me a scumbag?!"

Su Yan slapped him hard on the face, and it was already swollen.

Hearing him questioning like an idiot, Su Rou laughed lowly, "Isn't this obvious? But you are a bit self-aware."

"Su Yan!"

Yan Nanchao couldn't bear it any longer and asked in a low voice, "Stop making trouble, what the hell are you trying to do?"

The rest of the people also looked at Su Yan mockingly.

"Haha, Seventh Highness, isn't it obvious that this is for you?"

"Su Yan, you are also immortal. Old General Su's body is not yet cold, and you are wearing a red dress. This is outrageous!"

Su Yan turned a deaf ear and took a sip of sake.

Then he turned his head unhurriedly and looked at Yan Nanchao with a sneer in his eyes.

"Is His Highness the Seventh Prince putting gold on his face too much? What? You can appear here, but I can't?"

"you--"

Yan Nanchao's icy handsome face gradually turned sullen.

His dark eyes were cold and he stared at Su Yan.

"This is not the place for you to stay, get out of here!"