Male God, a Little Su

He raised his eyebrows and leaned back on the dragon chair. He was dressed in a black and red dragon robe, and there were five giant dragons with different expressions on his body. Open your eyes and come alive.

"What the hell is going on, tell me!"

The man sat on the dragon chair with a golden knife, raised his jaw slightly, and ordered coldly.

Sheng Mingguang knelt down on the ground, thinking about countermeasures in his head.

He asked cautiously, "Your Majesty, who dared to leave scars on your face, Your Majesty? This servant has been thinking that if he is caught by this servant, he must—"

"Boom—"

Before he finished speaking, a piece of jade-carved paperweight shattered at his feet.

His eyelids twitched in fright.

"This... Your Majesty..."

"What are you thinking? When is it your turn to take care of it?" The man's brows and eyes were full of hostility, and he was about to smile, his eyes were cold, "And this tooth mark, I will keep it if I like it!"

Sheng Mingguang didn't even notice that protective gesture.

"Yes, the slave is talking too much, and I ask the emperor to make amends."

The chief executive, who was wearing a purple robe, almost fell to the ground, buried his head, and dared not ask any more interesting questions.

...

Half a month later.

"Oh, Second Miss, what are you doing, please don't pick on me!"

As soon as Su Yan's eager little hand touched her forehead, Qing Rui quickly grabbed her and warned her with a serious face.

"If it doesn't grow well, you will pick the scar off, but if it leaves a mark, it won't look good at that time!"

Miss is so good-looking, it would be a pity if she left flaws because of this.

"itch--"

The weather was getting hotter and hotter, and the girl leaned on the soft bed, limp as if she had no bones in her body.

Holding an ice basin in his arms, he squinted his eyes and dozed lazily.

That soft and glutinous sound came out weakly wrapped in a gust of heat.

Qingrui was so distressed that she fanned her and comforted her repeatedly.

"Be patient, be patient."

...

"Yo? What's wrong with my sister? She's weak, but sick?"

Su Xue, who just ate at Su Yan's place a while ago, walked into the room with a soft smile.

It's fine if the servants outside didn't stop him, but they didn't even make a notification.

Su Yan's face, which was as bright as a spring flower, was full of tiredness, and a pair of eyes quickly wiped the coldness.

She propped her chin up, lazily raised a slit in her eyes, and looked at the person coming.

Su Xue's eyebrows and eyes were almost filled with pride.

Before a month has passed, the wound on Su Xue's forehead has completely healed, leaving no scars.

Seeing that Su Yan ignored her, Su Xue was not annoyed, she walked gracefully and calmly to sit in front of Su Yan, and then she was in the mood to take a good look at Su Yan.

The girl's face became fairer and clearer due to the nourishment of delicious food and drink during these days, her black hair was like a waterfall, and her skin was better than snow. Lying on the soft bed, her whole body exudes an undisguised beauty, but because her eyebrows and eyes are too clean, she has a natural sense of innocence, which makes her feel beautiful without knowing it all the time.

As a woman, it was enough just to see her flawless, glowing white skin.

What's more, this person in front of him has everything a man likes.

Su Xue gritted her teeth secretly, she could hardly maintain her smile.

"Why doesn't my sister speak? Could it be that she is still angry with her sister?"