Male God, a Little Su

Ji Wuyou endured it for a while, but couldn't hold back.

I poked it with my hand.

Su Yan jumped up, staring at Ji Wuyou with a pair of round eyes, "What are you doing?!"

Ji Wuyou twirled his fingers calmly, slightly raised his eyebrows, "Huh? What did I do?"

Su Yan misplaced her teeth and rubbed her flushed cheeks from being poked.

Silent.

There are ships passing by in the port in the distance, and the moonlight shines on the sea, exuding sparkling waves.

Su Yan looked at the sea that was as sticky as ink in the distance, held her chin, and yawned lazily.

Sleepy tears hung on the eyelashes, wanting to fall.

She glanced sideways and joked: "Dear brother, are you going to let me blow the sea breeze here all night?"

Dear--

Ji Wuyou's eyelids twitched, and found that his mood was gradually becoming sensitive.

He glanced sideways, "Then where do you want to go?"

"Open the room and sleep."

Su Yan patted her skirt, stood up, looked down at Ji Wuyou, and slowly stretched out her hand.

Ji Wuyou frowned, and stared at Su Yan's little hand calmly.

Her hands are small, maybe half the size of his palm, the palms are white and tender, covered with a layer of soft flesh, as if they have no bones.

Just looking at it with my own eyes, I feel soft and soft.

He pursed his lips, looked away, and stood up from the ground.

"Let's go."

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the direction of the car without looking back, but his pace was a little unusually fast.

Su Yan followed behind lazily, rubbed her arm that was covered in goosebumps from the wind, said "tsk", and complained, "Damn Tsundere."

...

When Su Yan said that she wanted to live in a dormitory, she definitely didn't just talk casually.

She even applied for the dormitory long ago, so she can just check in with her luggage.

Stayed in the hotel for one night, and Su Yan checked into the dormitory the next day.

And there is a news, I don't know when, it was also spread out quietly.

That is, Su Yan was kicked out by the Ji family. She was not the daughter of the Ji family at all, but an orphan girl who married into a rich family with her mother.

For a while, there were those who sympathized with her, and there were not a few who secretly ridiculed her.

Only Su Yan does her own thing.

"Morning, worry-free!"

Pei Ruyue walked over with a pink lunch box in her hand, carefully placed it in front of Ji Wuyou, and said with a sweet smile: "Wuyou, this is the breakfast I made with my own hands, try it and see if it tastes good?"

Ji Wuyou didn't even raise his eyelids, his voice was indifferent and cold, "Go away, you're blocking me."

Pei Ruyue showed embarrassment on her face.

Ji Wuyou rolled his eyes and glanced slightly sideways.

The classroom has been specially decorated, and the place where they are, the sunlight can't come in at all. There is a soft light above the head, passing through the girl's soft hair, reflecting her warm light chestnut color.

She lowered her little head, writing and drawing on the notebook with a pen in her hand. The folding fan looks like eyelashes, like the wings of a butterfly, beautiful but fragile.

With the flickering breath, it is heart-pounding——

From the beginning to the end, she never looked up at him.

"Worriless... Can't you forgive me just once? I was ignorant before, but I just wanted to be valued by you."

Pei Ruyue endured her embarrassment, and pleaded cautiously.

She was beautiful, and when she was about to cry, her dark eyes were stained with tears.

It looked charming.

Ji Wuyou pursed her thin lips tightly, and her eyes were filled with black air.

He opened his mouth, "Leave the lunch box, get out."