Male God, a Little Su

"Don't cry," he ordered, frowning.

The girl cried louder and louder, "I want you to take care of it! Woooooo, you bastard, get out of here!"

I was scolded again.

Ji Xuanshen pinched the center of his eyebrows, and pinched her cheek in a funny way. The small face looks like there is no meat, but it feels good when pinched, as soft as if you are pinching a piece of dough.

"Well—you—"

With tears still in her eyes, the girl hiccupped and stared at him.

The man's big palm was bigger than the girl's face, with two slender fingers, he easily pinched her cheeks and squeezed her mouth into a pout.

"Don't cry, eh? Be good——"

He was hoarse and sighed.

"With me here, no one dares to take your life."

The big palm caressed her silk-like black hair, and stroked it lightly. It's just that it's not easy to do this action, and it looks very stiff.

Su Yan was sobbing, her cheeks flushed, and she asked in a crying voice, "What on earth do you want to do? Why do you want to break into my room every night? If someone finds out..."

"No one will find out."

Ji Xuanshen interrupted the messy conjectures in the girl's mind, her voice was hoarse and magnetic.

"Then don't come here again!" The girl puffed her cheeks like an angry hamster.

"Drive me away again?" Ji Xuanshen held his forehead, thinking of the servants kneeling all over the courtyard under the moonlight, he suddenly saw it, and was a little horrified.

He hooked his thin lips silently, his eyes were deep and dark, and he hooked her cheek with his fingers, "You little thing has a bad temper, huh? Didn't you punish it?"

Or did you think that with so many people watching, he couldn't get in?

"They did something wrong, so naturally they will be punished!"

The girl turned her small head, her eyes flashed, and she muttered in a strange tone, "They are not mine anyway, why should I feel sorry for them?"

"Tsk—"

Ji Xuanshen raised his eyebrows, and slowly approached her, "What did you say?"

In the next second, a small hand was stuck to his face, and he pushed him away in disgust.

"I told you to leave quickly, don't come! If you are caught, you don't want to live!" She snorted, and there was a flash of panic in her dark eyes.

In this deep house compound, just looking at the servants in her yard, none of them belonged to her, so she knew that her life was not good.

"You care about me?" Ji Xuanshen smiled suddenly, his eyes were like stars for a moment, and the hostility between his brows and eyes disappeared. He curled his thin lips and looked at her, "Don't worry, I'm still reluctant to die with you here."

This sentence is too ambiguous and obscene for a young girl who has not left the cabinet.

Su Yan's small face was blushing, and she looked more and more bright and pretty. Her eye circles were red, she stared and bit her lip, "Dengtuzi!"

"Anyway, you really don't want to come here again, even if you have any ulterior motives, don't tell me," she lowered her head, twirling her thin white fingers, her voice low, "Are we It's possible, and it's really outrageous for you to do so!"

When Ji Xuanshen lowered his eyes, he could see a blush on that small section of her snow-white neck.

He didn't expect that she would puncture his little thoughts with one word.

"Oh? Why? Don't you think I'm not good enough for you?"

With a calm and calm voice, he sat on the side of the bed, with the posture of an emperor, with a strong sense of oppression.

The girl was forced by him to keep retreating until she reached the foot of the bed, and there was no way to retreat.