Male God, a Little Su

It's just that she seems to be having a bad time without him these days.

The forehead injury has not healed until now.

He leaned over and touched her cheek with his fingers, his hands were warm and soft.

It can be conveyed from the fingertips all the way to the depths of his heart.

The girl seemed to be very heat-resistant, turned over and kicked the quilt away, rubbed against the pillow and unconsciously raised her small hand to grab her forehead. It should be that the wound is healing, so in the dream, I also feel the unbearable itching.

Don't--

He pursed his thin lips, and his big palm quickly grabbed her small hand that was trying to make trouble, and his breathing eased a lot.

Even he himself didn't realize that there was some fear in his heart.

Afraid of waking her up, when she saw her, she cried again. He can't coax well, and it's terrible to hear her say those words.

With a silver light on his back, the tall man sat quietly for a while, seeing the girl's breathing gradually stabilized.

Only then did she gently rub the creases between her brows, such a delicate little girl, why is she so worried all day long.

If he—

He will definitely pamper her well and not let her suffer any grievances.

As soon as this idea appeared in his mind, Ji Xuanshen was stunned for a while, before shaking his head and laughing.

The hostility between the brows and eyes disappeared, and there was a tenderness in the dark eyes that he couldn't understand.

He took out the cream from his bosom, unscrewed the jade box awkwardly, picked out a big lump with his fingers, and wiped all of it on the brown scar the size of a copper coin on Su Yan's forehead.

"Hmm..."

The girl was in pain, covering her head with her hands, her eyelashes trembling.

Ji Xuanshen was startled, quickly put down the cream, and quickly hid in a flash.

"who?"

The girl mumbled, rubbing her eyes in sleepiness, but she didn't notice the slightly moved bed curtain. She opened the curtain and looked out, the silver light came in from the window, reflecting the shadows of the tables and chairs, it was quiet and lonely.

She was alone in the room.

She snorted and rolled back into the quilt to wrap herself.

In the fluttering words, there was a sadness that I didn't realize, "I thought it was that bastard..."

She rubbed the pillow, and her blue hair scattered all over the bed like a waterfall.

a long time--

It was so long that Ji Xuanshen could feel that his legs were numb, so he walked out from the corner where he was hiding.

Looking back at the tightly closed bed curtain, the girl's even breathing sounded from inside.

He shook his head and laughed lowly, "So you still remember me..."

However, in her mind, it was really not a good image.

He jumped off the wall, his vigorous figure was like a ghost, and quickly disappeared at the end of the night.

Unpredictable.

What he didn't notice was that after he was gone.

A snow-white lotus root arm slowly stretched out from the tent, and touched the cream on the bedside cabinet.

"Ah……"

Soon, the tent became quiet again.

That sweet chuckle was more like an unconscious murmur in a half-dream and half-awake state.

...

The next day, Su Yan picked out a plain white dress, and headed towards Xiliu courtyard aggressively.

She had inquired, after Marquis Su got off the morning court, he went to Xiliu Courtyard.

Su Xue followed to teach the nanny how to learn the rules in the palace. She held a stack of books in both hands and a bowl filled with water on top of her head.

When someone bumped into her from behind, she was caught off guard and fell to the ground with a scream, and her face was splashed with water.

"who?"

"Daddy!"