Male God, a Little Su

"Okay, if you say no, there will be no."

Ji Xuanshen put her on the low stool, and seeing the girl obediently put her hands on her knees and looked at him eagerly, her heart softened.

"Is this specially reserved for me?" Ji Xuanshen pointed to the plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the table, picked up a piece and looked at her with a half-smile and asked.

The girl's face was flushed, she pursed her lips, and took a quick look.

Nodding his head, he pinched his fingers and said, "Thank you."

"Huh? What kind of thank you?"

Ji Xuanshen knelt down, looked up at her with a smile, and asked the question knowingly.

The man was tall and tall, and his thin waist was outlined in a simple black brocade robe, but he did not look thin. His strong chest and powerful arms made him feel dangerous and aggressive even if he squatted in front of his eyes.

"You know it!"

Su Yan's watery eyes sparkled, she gave him a sideways glance, and pursed her lips in dissatisfaction.

"How would I know if you didn't tell me, huh?"

The man raised his eyebrows on purpose, raised his voice at the end, and looked at her with a smirk.

Those deep eyes, like ink-stained eyes, were like stars in the night, so bright that one dared not look directly at them.

The girl was forced into nothing, and she couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart. She gritted her silver teeth and snorted softly, "I know that medicine was sent by you..." As she spoke, her mood sank, "Thank you .”

Now her forehead has recovered without leaving any scars.

The effect of that medicine is obviously better than Su Xue's bottle of Muscle-Growing Ointment.

There is no woman who doesn't care about her face, especially the little girl in front of her. Last time, when I even thought about beheading, I didn't think about losing my life, but about being too ugly after death.

If it really left a scar on her face, I don't know how sad the little girl would be.

It was because of this thought that Ji Xuanshen couldn't hold back, and asked Sheng Mingguang to find this bottle of the beauty product offered by Fanbang from the warehouse, and Baba gave it to someone.

It's even shameful that I didn't dare to let people find out.

I don't know how many concubines in the harem, begging for various ideas, Ji Xuanshen didn't let go, there was only one bottle in a year, Ji Xuanshen specially sent it to Su Yan.

"Thank you? Do you know how precious that cream is? Just a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and you want to get rid of me?" Ji Xuanshen asked, staring at her with a half-smile.

"Then what do you want?!"

The girl's fingers on her knees were wrapped even tighter. She pursed her mouth and glared at him, her eyes sparkling with resentment that she didn't even notice.

"I have nothing else to give you in return..."

"No, you have—"

His lips were suddenly pressed against by a slender finger, and the man smiled playfully. He twirled the osmanthus cake and put it in his mouth. The sweet and greasy taste was still hard and not fresh, and it bloomed in Ji Scrophularia's mouth.

"This is the best osmanthus cake I've ever eaten."

The man licked the crumbs of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake at the corner of his lips, and in a half-squatting position, he suddenly raised his head.

The slightly cool thin lips are domineeringly covered with the girl's soft and hot red lips.

boom--

The girl's mind was blank, her eyelashes trembled rapidly, and her pair of clear and black eyes were full of dullness and confusion.

Ji Xuanshen's black eyes were dim, and he suddenly raised his hand, covering her eyes with his generous palm.

Didn't last long.

The girl pushed him away with wide eyes, and Ji Xuanshen stood up, smiling frivolously.

The tip of the tongue touched the cheek, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's really sweet."

Before he finished speaking, a cup was thrown at his face.

"go away!!"