Male God, a Little Su

Yuan Yi didn't even dare to look at Su Yan, for fear that his possessive master would goug out his eyes in the next second.

The door opened.

It was snowing lightly outside, and the wind blew the green bamboos in the yard slightly shaking.

Su Yan propped her chin and quietly looked at the young man who was dressed and washed. He is slender and looks thin, but he can detect strength from every move. There are staggered red marks on the back, exaggerating the ambiguous taste.

Sensing that Su Yan was sizing him up, Wen Yanqing's eyes drooped slightly, but she couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed. His slender eyelashes fluttered slightly. He quickly put on his underwear, took out a large light blue sleeve and put it on.

The woman's voice was slightly hoarse, and her tone of voice seemed to change a thousand times when she spoke. She laughed and teased, "My little son is so majestic."

"I……"

Wen Yanqing lowered his head instantly, moved to sit in front of Su Yan.

He squeezed Su Yan's hand, and said aggrievedly, "I just want to be alone with you."

"Aren't you ready to go up?" Su Yan raised her eyebrows, patted his head, and pushed the porridge she made for him early in the morning to his hand, "Taste it quickly, it will get cold after a long time. "

Wen Yanqing was sullen, "I don't want to go."

Reunited after a long absence, he just wanted to be with Su Yan. Especially after seeing her different style, Wen Yanqing didn't want to leave her side even a single step.

I'm afraid that as soon as he leaves, she will be snatched away by others.

"Oh, my little boy—"

Su Yan shook her head, picked up a spoon to scoop up a spoonful of porridge, put it to her lips and blew it lightly, then handed it to Wen Yanqing's lips.

Seeing that his eyes were flushed, he held onto her hand tightly, as if she was his only one.

"Drink." Su Yan ordered.

Wen Yanqing opened his mouth slightly, the mellow aroma of rice mixed with finely minced meat, and the fragrance of green onions permeated the mouth instantly.

It was still a familiar smell, which moved him.

Just feed one, eat one, and be quiet, as if you can't feel the passage of time.

I just feel that the years are quiet——

"Aren't you going to eat?" Wen Yanqing blinked, distressed, and immediately raised her voice, "Yuan Yi, tell the kitchen to make some food and bring it up! No garlic, no coriander."

Yuan Yi responded immediately outside, turned around and ran towards the kitchen.

Su Yan raised her forehead and cast a sidelong glance at someone.

"Bring him back, I'm not hungry."

Wen Yanqing pursed her lips and refuted Su Yan's words for the first time, "Eat something if you're not hungry. I'll feel bad if I'm hungry."

His big hand was just enough to wrap Su Yan's small hand in his palm.

Su Yan clicked her tongue lightly, and suddenly, she sat in front of him, slowly leaning her upper body forward, and approached Wen Yanqing a little bit.

"Where else can you hide? Huh?" Su Yan raised her eyebrows and kissed him hard, "I caught you when you came to Huajing. The ground has already been tied up by me, remember?"

she asked him sharply.

Wen Yanqing looked at her pretentiously vicious little face, with bright eyebrows and arrogant aura.