Male God, a Little Su

Su Yan was startled, then raised her eyes suddenly.

Under the endless brilliance, her eyes met, and she saw that there was an endless starry sky in the deep black.

"Thanks……"

She bowed her head quickly and thanked her.

The corners of Qin Yuan's lips curled slightly, and he could see her narrowness. He leaned lazily against the kitchen door, his eyes were dark and deep.

Even with her head down, Su Yan could clearly feel that scorching gaze on her body, with a burning temperature, just like Qin Yuan's whole person. Domineering and strong, not to back down.

She sighed softly, and raised her eyes in incomprehension, "Do you want to sit outside for a while?"

"But I think it's more comfortable to stay here," the big boy blinked and laughed hoarsely with his eyes bent.

The tip of his tongue slid across the cracks of his lips, and his smile was narrowed.

Su Yan shook her head, helplessly, "So, what flavor do you want to eat? Are fresh shrimp dumplings okay?"

Qin Yuan is very picky, he doesn't eat offal, and he doesn't eat vegetables with peculiar smell. Such as garlic, coriander and so on.

But he likes to eat seafood, so Su Yan is going to make some fresh shrimp dumplings this time.

Qin Yuan saw freshwater prawns jumping and splashing in the basin next to him, and said softly and coquettishly, "It's my sister who loves me and knows what I like to eat most."

"You call me sister, I can't even remember what my brother likes to eat, can I?" Su Yan tilted her head and asked back.

Immediately silenced Qin Yuan, he pinched the center of his eyebrows, let out a sigh of relief, and said helplessly, "Does my sister regard me as a younger brother?"

"Otherwise?" Su Yan laughed, "Didn't you call me sister?"

It's almost okay to set up, but not to fall in love.

Qin Yuan: "..."

Qin Yuan finally understood what it meant to shoot a rock at his own foot.

Afterwards, he saw that Su Yan began to chop stuffing, that white wrist extended from the cuff of the sweater, and the bluish blue blood vessels under the pale skin were clearly visible, and the fragile ones seemed to be broken when folded. Qin Yuan watched her wield the kitchen knife, always worried that she would break his wrist.

"I'll come, leave it to me here, you go outside to rest for a while."

After all, he pushed Su Yan out involuntarily, black jeans wrapped a pair of slender long legs. He strode over to the sofa, kicked He Zhe Yuzhou, and sneered in a hoarse voice, "Is the game fun? Are you useless? Are you going to sit and wait to die?"

He Zhe and Yu Zhou were unprepared, and they were teaming up to fight against each other, when Qin Yuan kicked him on his back.

"Brother Yuan, what are you doing—uh—"

"Aren't you coming to the kitchen to help?" Qin Yuan gave the two men a suspicious look, then turned and walked towards the kitchen.

The tone cannot be refused, strong and domineering.

He Zhe and Yu Zhou looked at the game interface in their hands, wanting to cry but without tears, "Come here when you know!"

After finally winning, but now he can only hang up with hatred. If you delay for a little longer, Qin Yuan might have to deal with them severely.

In this regard, he will never show mercy.

Speaking of the history of their friendship with Qin Yuan, it was full of snot and tears. They have been beaten by Qin Yuan's fists since they were young.

"Sister, I heard that you can also play games? How about playing a game for me? It doesn't matter whether you win or lose, as long as you don't let me be complained!"

After finishing speaking, He Zhe stuffed the mobile phone into Su Yan's hand involuntarily, without giving her a chance to refuse, Sa Yazi ran towards the kitchen.

When Zhou realized it, he could only curse He Zhe for being insidious.

He picked up his phone and headed to the kitchen.