Male God, a Little Su

Yi Ze glanced at it and walked away.

It's just a dress, what's the big deal.

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Su Yan walked forward along the riverside, the evening wind blowing coolly on her body. She was wearing a sweater, covering her body empty, and she was thin with only a pair of bones.

Go a little further and there is a night market there.

At night, many people like to come here for a walk and watch the night view.

Gradually, a snack street has been formed, which is a place where many young people like to come.

Su Yan found a booth and sat down, and the young boss asked neatly, "Beauty, what do you want to eat?"

Su Yan laughed softly, "A hot and sour powder, not spicy."

Little boss: "Uh...beauty, hot and sour noodles without spicy food have no soul."

It may be that there will be few guests, and he still has time to speak.

"I don't need a soul, thank you."

Little Boss: "..."

"puff……"

An uncontrollable laughter sounded from behind, Su Yan took out a pair of chopsticks and sat at the table waiting quietly.

I don't know why, the mouth is a little lonely.

She held her chin and asked, "Boss, can I smoke?"

"Ah...but, yes."

This is originally a night market, where there are three religions and nine streams, and people who come here have everything. It's not indoors, so you can smoke if you want.

He has been doing business here for a long time, and he has seen many people.

But she has never seen her like this before. The loose sweater and hat covered most of her face, only the shoulder-length black hair hanging down at the shoulders, and the exposed half of the chin, the skin was pale and sickly, with a cold white tone .

Su Yan took out a pack of cigarettes from her pocket and knocked out one, only to remember that she had no fire.

Inexplicably a little irritable.

She exhaled and asked, "Boss, borrow a fire?"

"Sister, smoking is not good for your health, girls should smoke less."

The voice, a little familiar.

Su Yan raised her eyelids, and in front of her was a very delicate looking 'girl' child.

He was wearing a cos suit of the original Daji skin of the Glory of the King, his hair was light chestnut, and under the dazzling incandescent light, it exuded a light luster.

The skin is also white, but it is warm and healthy white, with a little pink.

From head to toe, the four characters of pampering are highlighted.

"Oh."

Su Yan nodded, "So, is there a fire?"

Yi Ze: "..."

The woman bit the unlit cigarette and raised her face quietly.

Under the hat, the face is not particularly beautiful, but it is very charming.

No makeup, thin and long eyebrows, Danfeng eyes with a thin mist, nose and thin lips. The temperament is even more unique, cold and lazy, and independent.

Appears to be in his twenties.

"Looks like it's gone."

Su Yan sighed regretfully and raised her eyebrows to look at the little boss.

The little boss didn't expect that the beautiful woman who was shouting casually was really a beautiful woman!

He does not read much and does not know what temperament is.

I just thought, this girl is really, really good-looking.

It's hard to take your eyes off.

"I-I have, wait a minute."

There were often guests who came to borrow fire, so he hurriedly found the lighter and sent it to Su Yan.

The other party just sat lazily, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the aura emanating from his body made one couldn't help but lower his posture.

He bent over and was about to light a cigarette for Su Yan when a hand as white as jade suddenly reached out and snatched the lighter from his hand.

Yellow, plastic case.

It also has xx companies printed on it, which is very cheap.

"Go on, I'll do it."