Male God, a Little Su

After saying all this, Su Yan's eyes were red and she looked at him aggrieved, "I've said so much, haven't you decided if you want to stay with me?"

She blushed to the point of dripping blood, her fingers curled together, and her eyes trembled.

Joey closed his eyes.

As he got old, he was so embarrassed.

Can't say anything about refusal.

He stretched out his hand and pulled away her hand that was hanging with the salt water, to prevent her from pushing too hard and causing the blood to return.

At the same time, looking at Su Yan's eyes, the magnetic voice, low and solemn, spit out a word: "Will-"

I want, I think.

to be with you.

Su Yan smiled instantly, feeling that even if she spoke first and said so much, it was all worth it.

Seeing her smile, Qiao Ye's heart swelled up in an instant.

He hooked his lips, "This is your choice. I'm too old to be able to withstand the toss. If you want to abandon me in the future, you have to be careful."

For the rest of my life, I will fix you!

Su Yan raised her pointed chin, her eyes were like stars, and said proudly, "Look at your performance! Now—" She moved her fingers and gave an order, "Kiss me."

Adam's apple rolled up and down.

There seemed to be sweetness in the air. Just when Su Yan thought Qiao Ye wouldn't do it and stared, the man suddenly couldn't resist coming over. First, he took her breath away.

The old man's first kiss, without a teacher, contributed to it.

...

Afterwards, the little girl grabbed the quilt and buried her head tightly inside, refusing to show her face.

Qiao Ye's fingertips crossed his thin lips, his slender fingers were clean and distinct, the corners of his lips outlined a doting smile, and he reached out and pulled the quilt.

"It's obvious that you want to kiss, why did you end up being shy?"

The cold voice was dyed with a soft meaning, and it sounded low in Su Yan's ear.

Su Yan licked her lips, holding on tightly and refused to let go.

There was a muffled sound in the quilt, soft and glutinous.

"I'm not shy! I'm just... just sleepy, I'm going to bed! You go out!"

"Ah……"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a short chuckle.

Qiao Ye raised his eyebrows and sighed deliberately, "Okay, you're not shy, it's me who is shy. I'll buy you what you want to eat."

Su Yan just wanted him to leave quickly, so she reported the name of the dish casually, hid under the quilt and pricked up her ears, hearing the sound of footsteps fading away and the sound of the door opening.

Soon, the room was quiet.

She let out a sigh of relief and pulled the quilt away like a thief.

In contact with the fresh air, before she could take a deep breath to relax herself, she suddenly saw the man standing in front of the hospital bed, looking down at her with a condescending smile. Su Yan's mind was 'hum', and it was instantly blank.

The next second, an angry scream rang out in the ward.

"Qiao Ye!! You bastard!!"

How dare you lie to her!

"cough……"

Qiao Ye pursed his lips, looking at the little girl who had sworn that he was not shy just now, with blood dripping from a small blushing, water mist in her eyes, she was staring at her angrily at this moment, her small mouth shriveled, as if the next moment As if to cry.

"You deliberately see me joking!"

Su Yan took a breath, widened her eyes, and complained aggrieved.

Hot tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

Qiao Ye was still laughing at her squeamishness and duplicity.

When I saw her tears at this time, I panicked and hurriedly bent over to wipe them, but I didn't expect that they wiped more and more.