Male God, a Little Su

The voice did not fall.

The girl jumped up suddenly, and complained with a look of grievance and unacceptable: "Why are you like this! You can take back things you gave to others?!"

Ji Xuanshen raised his hand and lifted the forbidden step high.

The constantly shaking pendant made the girl's eyes warm.

She jumped twice, tugged on his sleeve and hummed, "Give it to me quickly."

Ji Xuanshen's heart trembled twice following her soft voice, and he was about to raise his hands in surrender.

But thinking of the girl's arrogant appearance just now, he raised his eyebrows and squinted at her: "Obviously you said no."

"Then you can't force it on me?!" The girl puffed her cheeks, her small face looked like pink jade under the candlelight, "You are so ignorant, no wonder you still can't get your wife!"

"Cough...cough cough cough..."

Ji Xuanshen was shocked by her ability to turn black and white, and held back for a long time before uttering a word, "You—"

This little girl is really the most unreasonable person he has ever seen, not one of them.

"That's all, I'm really afraid of you."

As expected, she was the girl he liked, she was different!

Ji Xuanshen put the small pendant in the little girl's Bai Nennen's palm, and successfully saw the other party's eyebrows and eyes bent, with a satisfied expression like a cat.

It's really—

owe--

He swallowed the indecent words back into his stomach, his eyes were dark and hot, he turned around her small face a few times, and finally returned to calm.

Ji Xuanshen was not someone who was pampered and pampered since childhood, and was served by thousands of people in the palace. He has been on the battlefield since he was fourteen years old, and the scars on his body are the best medals. In the barracks, there is no emperor, only generals who mingle with his subordinates.

If he really told the bastards he had learned in the military camp in those years, he might scare this delicate little girl to tears, and it would be difficult to see her again in the future.

"Are you happy now?" Ji Xuan saw her hanging the pendant on her dress with joyful eyes.

There were still tears on the girl's eyelashes, and she couldn't help but want to shed them. She sniffed and muttered embarrassedly: "You were meant to give it to me. Could it be that you often break into other girls' boudoirs?"

While talking, she also looked at him with small eyes.

If he dared to nod and say yes, he would cry for him.

Ji Xuanshen didn't dare, he raised his hands, "How many do you think can make me do this kind of thing?" He shook his head, and suddenly picked her up and strode outside, with a hoarse voice. Gritting his teeth, "A few more little ancestors, are you planning to kill me?"

One is enough for him, and if he has a few more, he doesn't want to die young!

"ah--"

Su Yan was startled, clutching the pendant with one hand, and wrapping her arms around his neck with the other.

"Where are you taking me?"

It was only after the question was finished that I realized the meaning of what he said.

Her face was instantly red with blood, her clean and dark eyes were full of water, she clenched her small fists and let out a low hum.

Her petal-like lips mumbled, and in the end she didn't utter a single word.

Ji Xuanshen hooked his lips, and bumped the little girl in his arms, as light as a feather, he tightened his arms.

"Take you to see the night scene." Say goodbye by the way.

Su Yan frowned, without any resistance, she leaned into his arms and complained, "Don't hug him so tightly, I feel uncomfortable—"

Ji Xuanshen really couldn't see her being so delicate, he gritted his teeth to control the urge to crush her, touched the roof of his mouth, and snorted, "I'm even more uncomfortable."