Male God, a Little Su

She sniffed, and with a crying voice, she pushed him.

"So what? It's too late anyway." She turned around, sobbing and crying, her slender shoulders trembling.

Ji Xuanshen was taken aback for a moment, and was at a loss for a moment.

"Why is it too late? Could it be that it's not good for me to come back?" He touched her shoulder, which aroused her deeper resistance.

"Anyway, don't come here anymore! I hate to see you!"

Ji Xuanshen pinched the center of his brows, feeling a dull pain in the area of ​​his heart.

It was on the battlefield, he was attacked by the enemy, an arrow pierced his body, and he almost never came back.

But he didn't dare to die, he didn't even dare to close his eyes, because he was afraid that if he closed his eyes, he wouldn't wake up again, and he wouldn't be able to see the little girl in his heart.

But look, what did he hear now? The little girl actually cried and chased him away, saying that she hated him and didn't want to see him again?

Ji Xuanshen twitched his thin lips, laughing so that the brows were full of hostility.

He suddenly knelt down to the edge of the bed on one knee, grabbed her two slender wrists regardless of her struggle, and pulled off her hair tie to trap her little hands.

"Boom—"

The big palm was clenched into a fist, the veins on the back of the hand were bulging, and it hit her side heavily.

There seemed to be an indelible black mist in the man's eyes, and the cold and sinister aura around him almost enveloped him in it.

The surrounding atmosphere is oppressive.

His extremely hoarse, cold laughter sounded in the air.

"Yanyan, did I spoil you too much, huh? At the beginning, you said you would wait for me to come back, but now you regret it?"

The girl blushed and cried until her little face was full of tears.

But this time it didn't attract the man's pity, but instead made him desire to destroy.

"Yes, keep crying, you will cry later—"

Will the fuck frighten her? Ji Xuanshen felt like his heart was going to be poked holes.

The arrow on the battlefield didn't kill him, but the little girl hated him, but it made him feel pain even when he was breathing.

"Ji Xuanshen, you bastard!"

The girl was crying face to face, big tears rolled down her eyes, she was out of breath from crying, and was still struggling in his arms.

"You can't, you can't do that!"

"What if I want to?" Ji Xuanshen lowered his head suddenly, his black eyes fixed on hers, his cold voice was full of endless murderous intent, "Or, are you in love with someone else?"

Su Yan was forced by him to be unable to escape, wronged and sad, and suddenly cried and scolded him, "Yes! I fell in love with someone else! You bastard, why did you come back so late! I will enter the palace soon , What's the use of you coming to me now?!"

"I hate you hate you, bastard bastard bastard!"

Ji Xuanshen was stunned for a moment, and when he didn't pay attention, he was kicked firmly by her little feet several times.

The hostility still emerged between the brows, but there was a little daze in the eyes.

He felt that he seemed to have missed something.

This little girl seems to be hidden from everyone, and she doesn't know his real identity at all?

"etc--"

He was caught off guard and was slapped heavily on the face.

I don't know when the girl broke free from the shackles.

With a bang, the world fell silent.

The two looked at each other silently. The girl who was still crying just now looked at the man's ashen complexion, shrunk her neck in fear, and weakly tried to remedy it: "I..."

"Calm down?" Ji Xuancan saw her cowardly appearance, he was angry and funny at the same time.