Male God, a Little Su

Yang Sheng felt hot even holding it.

Su Yan frowned when she heard the words, thinking that he suspected that her jade pendant came from a wrong place, she pursed her lips, and said irritably: "An idiot insisted on giving it to me! Anyway, it's already yours now, if you don't If you like it, throw it away, don't give it back to me!"

After finishing speaking, she lifted the hem of her skirt and walked down the embroidery building quickly.

He left Yang Sheng's call behind him.

"this……"

Yang Sheng looked down at the jade pendant in his hand, his head was full of doubts.

Logically speaking, as that little girl, it was not easy for her to figure out the Hou Mansion.

Was it given to her by a bastard? ?

Yang Sheng felt that he had discovered a great secret, and his eyes turned black.

That annoying ghost, shouldn't it be the master he wanted?

...

"Second miss, are you going to write a letter to the old lady? Will she really come back? Also, this servant of Mr. Yang always feels that he is not reliable..." Qingrui carefully supported Su Yan, and said her own words Confuse.

Su Yan chuckled, and said in a meaningful tone, "It doesn't matter whether you are reliable or not, he will go."

With that jade pendant, Yang Sheng would not rashly offend her without knowing the real situation.

...

It was another late night.

The tall man arrived as expected, and the moment he entered, he felt that the room was as hot as a big furnace.

His eyes turned cold, his thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and the hostility emanating from his body made the air even more oppressive.

The room was quiet, and there was a light fragrance lingering in the room, with a little sweetness.

Ji Xuanshen walked over lightly, and his eyes were suddenly attracted by a note on the table next to him.

Walk over to open it, the handwriting is crooked, you can barely tell it's a single word.

"cough……"

He coughed lowly, thinking of her delicate appearance, but he didn't expect the handwriting to be so ugly.

The people in the bed seemed to hear his vaguely restrained laughter, moved uncomfortably, and kicked the next life secretly.

She thought that the other party couldn't hear him, but she forgot that the other party was an invincible god on the battlefield, with martial arts skills, perhaps much higher than Sheng Zhou's great general.

It is basically impossible to hide from him.

Ji Xuanshen chuckled, and his eyes fell on the note.

Barely make out a few words: This is a thank you gift, don't come here in the future.

Ji Xuanshen frowned, he turned around with a grin, holding the note and strode to the bedside, and unscrupulously opened the curtain. Facing the girl who was buried under the quilt, only a pair of big black eyes were exposed.

"ah!"

The girl didn't expect him to move so fast, and instead of leaving, he walked over directly.

He pretended to be asleep, but was caught by him.

Immediately, the eye circles turned red, and she shrunk her mouth in embarrassment and was about to cry.

Unexpectedly, a cold and low voice fell from above, with a bit of helpless threat.

"Don't cry!"

Soon, the man grabbed her two thin arms and pulled her out of the bed.

He touched the back of her neck with his big palm, and his hand was full of sweat.

His face was livid, and he stared down at the trembling girl in his hands, as if she had been caught in the deadly spot and dared not move, and asked in a deep voice, "Do you want to suffocate yourself?"

In such hot weather, there is not even an ice basin in the house.

Regardless of her weak struggle, he picked her up and held her directly in his arms, curling her into a small ball on his chest.

A single arm could easily hold her up.

"Woo..." The girl twisted her buttocks, her eye circles getting redder and redder, and small beads of sweat overflowed her upturned nose.