Male God, a Little Su

Holding Su Yan in his arms, Ji Xuanshen leaped from the wall of the Shilang's Mansion into the Hou's Mansion without anyone noticing, and swaggered into the courtyard.

Ever since Yang Sheng saw that figure, he has been obsessed with it, and he has kept it until now without believing in evil.

For a whole hour, Yang Sheng was so sleepy that his eyelids twitched, and when he was covered in mosquito bites, he finally saw that familiar figure again when he was messing around in the bathroom.

With the moonlight, he could see clearly.

It was a face with cold and hard facial features, narrow eyebrows and eyes, a pair of black eyes that always carried a narrow and playful smile, and a hostility lingered between the brows all the year round.

But this time, Yang Sheng took it seriously.

The hostility in the opponent's eyebrows and eyes all disappeared, replaced by a gentle galaxy that could drown a person. He already had an outstanding appearance, but it was only because of the ferocious scar on his face and his unpredictable temper that people were afraid and dared not look directly at him. But at this moment, when his hostility disappears, only those who are lucky enough to see this scene will know.

The emperor with bloody hands actually has a tender side.

"It's actually true——" He pinched himself, shivering with pain.

...

"lamp--"

The girl was placed firmly on the bed, her pair of jet-black eyes were like glass under the moonlight, clean and clear. The water mist inside was clear, and there was a light of excitement.

Seeing that beautiful lotus lantern, when Ji Xuanshen entered the door, she left it on the table casually, and she quickly stretched out her little hand to ask for it.

With puffy cheeks and sparkling eyes, she is as happy as a child.

Ji Xuanshen sighed softly, his eyes filled with a slight smile.

Such a delicate little girl, who would have thought that she would be so easily satisfied? No expensive jewelry, no silk and satin, just a small lotus lamp can easily satisfy her.

It is enough to think about how many things she has missed in the past ten years.

When he was not talking, the man who was always filled with a sense of murder and predation, heard the girl's words, obediently mentioned the beautiful lotus lantern, walked to Su Yan's side, raised his hand and handed it to her.

The lamp was incompatible with his temperament, but because of the girl's existence, it blended together strangely.

"I like it that much?"

Ji Xuanshen squatted down, smiled and raised his eyes and asked her gently.

The dark and deep eyes, like the stars in the night, are reflected in the girl's happy little face.

The girl happily took it, held it in her hand and looked left and right. Hearing this, her cheeks flushed slightly, her eyes blinked and she nodded heavily, "I like it!"

"Then I like it too—" Ji Xuanshen smiled lowly, his hoarse voice was like a feather, passing by Su Yan's ear.

She pulled her earlobe embarrassingly, sat on the couch and kicked her little feet.

But she didn't forget what she did to others before.

"Thank you……"

She suddenly tugged at his sleeve in a low voice, and stared into his eyes to thank him. Mingming's shy ten pink and tender toes curled up, and she still insisted on looking at him.

Ji Xuanshen's heart softened into a ball.

I remember his teacher once taught him that a king must never have weaknesses. Because when you have weaknesses, you are no longer invincible and invincible.

Your enemies will step in and threaten your status with the things you care most about.

The former Ji Xuanshen dismissed this, he was a loner in this world, never thought that there could be an existence in this world that he cared about, and would die or live for it.