Male God, a Little Su

From his heart, the little Jiaojiao that grew out—

Zhao Yu clutched her chest with a heart-wrenching look on her face.

His hand was shaking when he pointed at Persistence, "I, Zhao Yu, have been in the industry for more than ten years. You are the most inhumane artist I have ever seen. Come here, Jiang Chi!"

The young man's handsome face, half hidden in the backlight, became more and more deep in outline and tough in lines.

He moved his lips, originally wanting to refuse. But looking at Zhao Yu's fury, she looked like she was going to faint in the next second. He nodded and said as if giving alms: "Okay, I'll send the little fan back first, and I'll find you later."

Zhao Yu stared, "There are surveillance cameras everywhere in this hotel, can your sweetheart still grow wings and fly?!"

Hearing this, Jiang Chi walked into the lobby holding Su Ro's little hand.

Hearing Zhao Yu's words, he licked his lower lip and tilted his head and smiled, "That's not necessarily true, mortals don't have wings, but little fairies have them. So I have to watch closely, lest my little fans fly when I'm not paying attention. When will you pay me one?"

Su Yan glanced at Zhao Yu sympathetically, and sure enough, he looked like he was covering his face with sour teeth.

He waved his hands again and again, "Go go! Don't fucking disgust me! I beg you, Jiang Chi, hurry up and disappear from my eyes!"

Sooner or later, he will be mad at Jiang Chi! When I was only forty, I was already showing signs of premature aging!

Seeing Su Roo obediently being pulled away by Jiang Chi, Zhao Yu gritted her back molars, holding on to the idea that I'm not better off than you, and I added a sentence.

"Susu! You can't let him go. You have to know that the easier it is to get it, the less men will cherish it!"

Hmph, it's better to suffocate him!

Zhao Yu felt a perverted feeling after revenge.

...

Jiang Chi sent Su Yan back to the hotel, and thought about Zhao Yu's bastard back and forth thousands of times in his heart.

He leaned against the door frame, his black eyes locked on Su Yan.

The magnetic voice was hoarse and lazy, with a bit of ambiguity, "Leave me the door at night?"

Su Yan folded her long hair and smiled very well-behaved.

"No," she shook her head and said with a smile: "What Brother Zhao said just now makes sense to me. The easier it is for a man to get it, the less likely he will cherish it."

Jiang Chi gritted his back molars, "Those people aren't me."

Su Yan blinked innocently, "But I've only heard a word, called a man's mouth, a liar."

Seeing her pretending to be innocent again, Jiang Chi's teeth were itchy, and his heart was congested to death. For a long time, he choked out a sentence, "...you just torture me!"

Su Yan rolled her eyes and smiled, "I didn't, and you didn't make a formal confession. Our name is not right..."

"I'll confess now, it's okay to propose marriage. Or do you want to get the certificate directly? I'll take you to the Civil Affairs Bureau after I go back—"

Jiang Chi has never been an indecisive person. He knows that his feelings for Su Yan are special now. Su Yan was the only woman who made him impulsive.

He wouldn't think about what would happen to the two in the future, at least at this stage, Jiang Chi couldn't live without her.

Su Yan couldn't help laughing hard, and felt sympathy for Jiang Chi.

But she still insisted on her own opinion, shook her head, and said the words of rejection in a softer voice, "No way~"

He will get up before dawn tomorrow and start preparing for the recording, so he must have a good rest.

She clearly understands that this man, no matter what his character becomes, only one thing is the same——

Jiang Chi couldn't, and he couldn't do anything to force Su Rou.

He looked at Su Yan, but what he said was so irritating.

Late at night, I feel like my hands are not mine anymore, so tired...