Male God, a Little Su

At this time, the disadvantages of short legs are shown.

Ji Wuyou was in a gloomy mood, causing him to walk like the wind, and his long legs could reach Su Yan's waist without exaggeration.

Su Yan passively ran after Ji Wuyou, the scene was extremely funny.

She stared out of breath, and shouted angrily: "Ji Wuyou! Where are you taking me? I won't go back!"

Ji Wuyou paused, turned his head, "Who said I'm going to take you back?"

Su Yan turned her head away and rubbed her eyes.

Continue to look at him confidently, "Anyway, I won't go back, you let me go, I'm going back!"

Seeing her rare naive and fragile appearance, Ji Wuyou raised his eyebrows, and with a "tsk", he suddenly grabbed her head with his big palm and rubbed it vigorously.

"You look ugly when you smile."

"What do you mean?" Su Yan rolled her eyes and tightened her mouth in displeasure.

'I'm very upset', 'I'm very irritable', 'I want to kill' are written all over the eyebrows and eyes, and the bad temper is clearly revealed.

Ji Wuyou turned his head and pulled Su Yan to continue walking.

Su Yan originally thought that she would not be able to wait for his answer, but suddenly she heard his back turned to her, and the indifferent voice came, "If you don't want to laugh, don't laugh. Have you ever looked in the mirror?"

"what?"

Su Yan was stunned, even her pace slowed down.

She didn't realize that Ji Wuyou, who had been striding forward long ago, was now holding her wrist, slowly taking care of Su Yan's feelings.

Ji Wuyou lowered his eyes, looking at the two figures standing side by side on the ground and under the streetlights.

There is a damp smell in the air, which means that there will be a night rain soon.

He moved his thin lips, "Because your eyes tell me it's sad—"

"Tch—what did you say?"

Su Yan turned her head, suspecting that she had heard hallucinations.

"Why should I cry? I have never regarded Xiong Peilan as my mother." And it is true.

She said it casually.

There is a small puddle in front of it, Su Yan's eyelids are drooping, and she is about to step on it.

"careful--"

Ji Wuyou sighed softly, clasped her waist with one hand, and before Su Yan was about to step into the puddle, he picked her up by the waist and jumped over the puddle.

Her waist is very thin, it seems that only two palms can hold it firmly, it is incredibly fragile.

Ji Wuyou put her down.

Su Yan was still in a state of panic, she was so stupid that she couldn't recover.

"What were you... just doing...?"

"Prevent someone from splashing dirty water on me."

Ji Wuyou answered lightly, his face as cold as ice.

Su Yan curled her lips and muttered, "Just tell me if you care about me. Don't worry, I won't think too much about it."

"But I'll—"

Ji Wuyou aggressively pushed Su Yan into the car, slammed the door behind him, and locked it by the way.

The answer with unclear meaning, just uttered, dissipated in the air.

No one paid attention.

Su Yan waited until she got into the car, only to realize that she was in the passenger seat. And the driver was Ji Wuyou.

She tilted her head and grinned, "Brother, do you have a driver's license?"

It was Ji Wuyou who answered her, stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed towards the street like a roaring beast.

Su Yan fell into the back of the chair suddenly due to inertia, and because of his sudden turn, her body fell forward as if it didn't belong to her.

Ji Wuyou didn't even move his eyes, and stared straight ahead. On the side, it seemed to have a pair of eyes, stretched out his long arms, and abruptly stopped Su Yan back.

"seat belt."