Male God, a Little Su

Su Yan pinched the center of her eyebrows, feeling distressed and helpless.

Now the young man who is cautiously in front of her, how can he look like yesterday in the execution ground, where everything is under control and the clouds are calm?

"Finished?"

She half sat up, squinted her eyes and asked in a hoarse voice.

Wen Yanqing nodded hesitantly.

In the next second, Su Yan stretched out her hand to press his heart, pushed him down, and pushed him up.

Lower your head and grind your teeth hard, "I think you have too much energy, thinking about something all day! If you don't want to sleep, then don't sleep at all!"

Wen Yanqing opened her eyes in astonishment, innocent and wronged. Before he could say what he wanted to say, he blushed completely.

"Well--"

...

At noon, the snow had stopped.

The ice edge under the eaves was irradiated by the bright sun in the sky, and it began to melt, dripping water dripping down. Gradually, a large water stain gathered under the corridor.

On the big bed in a mess, the thick black curled eyelashes of the young man with a clear face trembled and slowly opened.

He stretched out his hand to his side at the first moment, but there was nothing but coldness left.

"A Yan—"

He almost lost his voice, and ran out of bed with bare feet, the scent of medicine still lingering in the air. It wasn't a dream, but she really came back to him.

"Master? What happened?"

Yuan Yi walked in quickly.

All of Wen Yanqing's fragile expressions subsided in an instant. With an indifferent expression, he turned around and pulled a long sleeve over his shoulders, and asked in a deep voice, "Where's the person?"

"Master, you mean this morning—"

"who?"

Before Yuan Yi finished speaking, he heard the unique voice of a woman coming from outside, low and lazy, with a coquettish attitude. When speaking, it always makes people feel like they are smiling all the time.

"A Yan—"

Before Yuan Yi could react, he saw that his master, who had always been calm and calm, had strode towards the visitor like a gust of wind. Like a child, with his back slightly arched, he put his head on the shoulder of a woman who was a whole head shorter than him, and said aggrievedly: "I thought you didn't want me again."

Yuan Yi felt that he was dreaming.

Su Yan put down the porridge in her hand angrily, raised her hand to push his face, and pushed him away.

"Be careful, when did I say that I don't want you? If you dare to do this in the future, be careful that I will punish you!"

Hearing this, Wen Yanqing's eyes lit up. He stuck tightly behind Su Yan, licked his lips, and asked softly, "Is it the punishment like last night?"

Su Yan's legs softened, and for a moment, she felt that she had sinned deeply.

What a naive and innocent young man, just turned bad like that?

"A Yan, why don't you speak?"

Wen Yanqing's little finger bent, and shook hers.

Su Yan glanced at his figure with a big sleeve on his shoulders and only underwear, showing his thin and sexy waist, and took a deep breath, "Go get dressed, come and have porridge!"

Her old bones were almost torn apart.

Yuan Yi glanced at Su Yan, then at his master, wishing he could disappear into thin air.

"Then you have to stay here with me!" Wen Yanqing nodded in agreement, walked to the cabinet to get clothes, turned around and saw Yuan Yi was still leaning on it like a piece of wood.

He frowned, and asked coldly, "Why are you still here?"

As soon as Yuan raised his head, he met a pair of cold and indifferent eyes, couldn't help shaking, and bowed in a respectful voice, "Your subordinate will step down now!"

Sure enough, acting like a baby and being wronged is deceiving. In front of their subordinates, the other party is still the unsmiling, decisive and decisive Master of the State Teacher.

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