Male God, a Little Su

Su Rou has been carefree since she was born, so many things are put on her, in fact, she can't feel the same way.

The servants didn't know where they went, and even the housekeeper disappeared.

Su Yan put down her schoolbag and went upstairs.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk-"

Su Yan knocked on the door and asked without any sincerity, "Shall I come in?"

While speaking, the door was pushed open by her.

This is the first time that Su Rou has entered Ji Wuyou's room. From the moment she entered, she felt a depressing breath in the air.

The style of the entire bedroom has only three colors of black, white and gray. The gray and dull curtains are tightly closed, and the sunlight outside the window cannot penetrate the heavy curtains at all.

In the black quilt, a hill was raised, and the shape of a person could be vaguely seen.

Ji Wuyou curled up under the quilt, her expression indifferent, mixed with a bit of boredom.

Su Yan walked a few steps in the room. The table was clean and there were several foreign books.

Other than that, no toys, no photos.

Even if Su Rou wanted to understand this person's preferences, he would not be able to start. This person seems to have no interest in life at all.

"Hey--"

Su Yan half-knelt beside the bed and slowly pulled away the quilt.

"What happened to you?"

She lowered her eyelashes slightly, and the mist in her black and white eyes was so clear that it was difficult to see through her expression.

But Ji Wuyou knew that it wasn't a worry.

He sneered, pulled the quilt back, and covered his head.

This person is really-

Su Yan was helpless and took a deep breath.

Before that, he finally gained some popularity, but in an instant, he was beaten back to his original shape and turned into a lifeless appearance.

The silence in the room was a little scary.

Ji Wuyou's room has been specially soundproofed, and when the door is closed, his world is nothing but darkness and silence.

He closed his eyes slightly and lay under the quilt, just when he thought that Su Yan had left because of his bad temper.

The quilt was suddenly pulled away.

That smiling little face, with provocation, appeared in front of him.

Su Yan curled her lips and said lazily, "Don't speak yet? If you don't speak again, I'll kiss you?"

She pretended to be threatening.

Ji Wuyou looked at the girl lying above him, her delicate little face was slightly raised, her eyelashes were like a row of fans, casting a light shadow on her eyelids.

The milk is fierce, the bad is a little cute—

He didn't even have time to catch the flashing thoughts in his mind, his body had already reacted first, he turned over, and together with the quilt, trapped Su Yan under him.

"Well--"

Su Yan raised her eyelashes, and there was a smile in her beautiful eyes.

The tip of her scarlet tongue crossed her lips, and she asked frivolously, "Brother, what are you going to do to me?"

At this time, the benefits of the quiet room were revealed. The only reason why Ji Wuyou was less anxious was the sound of another person's heartbeat under him.

Although her soft voice is still so annoying.

Ji Wuyou frowned slightly, then suddenly lowered his head and kissed Su Yan.

Su Yan was stunned.

Ji Wuyou was also a little unable to recover.

Why would he...

In the room where the overall color tone was only black, white and gray, Ji Wuyou put his hands on both sides of Su Ro's cheeks.

The quilt was wrapped around Ji Wuyou's body in a mess, and some were pressed down by Su Yan.

It even creates an illusion that the two of them are actually wrapped together.

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The air in the room became a little cloudy.

a long time--

Su Yan stared at Ji Wuyou in dazed eyes, raised her hand and pinched the back of his neck.

Seeing that Ji Wuyou's body softened, he fell to the side in shock.

It seems...

This position on the back of his neck does not seem to be easily touched by outsiders.

Su Yan hooked her red lips and sat up from the bed.

He tilted his head and pushed the messy hair behind his ear, and asked softly, "Is this brother playing a hooligan to me?"

Ji Wuyou glanced at Su Yan, his Adam's apple twitched, "I just fulfill your wish."

her wish?

Su Yan rolled her eyes and was overjoyed.

"Okay," she nodded her head, agreeing with Ji Wuyou's words, "then can I ask out of curiosity, how do you feel, brother?"

How does it feel?

For some reason, Ji Wuyou thought of the feeling just now.

In fact, he didn't know what to think, and when he reacted, he couldn't help but do it.

Soft, with the aroma of milk strawberries, as she usually does.

Like the jelly his mother gave him when he was a kid.

The soft touch still vaguely stays on the lips.

Ji Wuyou pursed her thin lips and looked sideways. The dim light covered his expression. He said lightly, "I don't feel it."

"Oh, that brother is awesome."

Su Yun showed a fake smile, turned around and walked out.

When Ji Wuyou looked back, he only had time to see the door that had not been closed. The breath that belonged to Su Yan had long since disappeared.

Angry?

At this moment, Ji Wuyou didn't know how to feel.

When Su Yan came back, she saw that the curtains of the room had been drawn to both sides.

The last twilight of the sunset glowed red like blood, and the blood orange was like the sun, and it was about to fall into the sea of ​​clouds. At the junction of the sky, a little dark blue is faintly revealed.

Reminds that in a short time, night will fall completely.

The boy's back is slightly arched, and his slender and graceful neck completes a beautiful arc.

The light outside the window reflected on his body, outlining his thin and thin figure.

Hearing the footsteps, Ji Wuyou didn't move, only slightly turned his eyes and looked in the direction where the footsteps came from.

See the person who just left and come back again.

The corners of his lips drooped, a little dejected.

"You didn't leave?"

"Where am I going?" Su Yan raised her eyebrows and walked briskly to Ji Wuyou's side, domineeringly grabbing his injured hand, "I'm leaving, who will save you poor little one?"

Hearing her old-fashioned words, Ji Wuyou rarely showed any other expression.

He raised his eyes and stared at Su Yan's little face without words.

"Look at what? You found out that I'm actually pretty, so you fell in love with me?"

Ji Wuyou twitched his lips and suddenly made a "hiss".

It was Su Yan using tweezers to pick the glass fragments from his wound piece by piece.

Hearing the muffled groan, Su Yan smiled softly, "Brother also hurts? I thought you didn't feel any pain."

Ji Wuyou kept staring at Su Ro's eyes, and found that her eyes were actually pretty, but when she laughed, many times, the smile didn't really enter her eyes at all.

It was as if she was abruptly divided into two people, half innocent with sweet smiles. The other half was indifferent and cool, calmly watching all the absurd things happen in turn.

Ji Wuyou moved his lips and pressed some doubts back to the bottom of his heart.

As the sun approached, the rays of sunshine outside the window became more and more magnificent.