Male God, a Little Su

His brows and eyes are clean, and his smile is like a spring breeze.

Her voice was soft and casual: "He? It's just a dog—"

A dog destined to be played with.

Su Yan's smile became more and more charming.

Xie Mengmeng snorted proudly, and gave her a look of anger, "That's right! Sisters remember! Men are only fit to eat shi!"

"cough……"

As soon as the voice fell, with a low cough, the male players around looked at Xie Mengmeng with bad expressions.

"Ugh... I'm sorry bro, I was wrong!"

Xie Mengmeng was stunned, shrank his head and shivered.

At this moment, Su Yan raised her head and heard a slight movement of a chair on the opposite side.

Then, the man in white clothes and black trousers stood up from his position. He bent his fingers and pushed the gold-wire glasses on the bridge of his nose, the eyes behind the blue lenses were so hard to see.

In the Internet cafe, a group of men wearing short-sleeved big pants and spitting into the microphone with their arms pulled open, the man standing opposite her seemed too out of place.

He was tall, with a high nose and thin lips under his eyes that could not be seen clearly.

It's a shape suitable for kissing—

The air-conditioning inside was not too low, and Su Yan had already taken off her school uniform when she came in. The man's shirt only has two buttons slightly opened at the neckline, revealing a sexy Adam's apple.

Sven abstinence, it seems unattainable.

The thin eyelids drooped slightly, and Qiao Ye looked at the little girl who was staring at him without blinking. The pupils were light brown, with a seeming possessiveness. Qiao Ye had seen too many people's eyes on him, and the emotion in the eyes of the little girl in front of him was something he had never seen before.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked again, there was nothing inside.

Disappeared without a trace, trance thought it was dazzling.

"What school do you go to?"

He bent his fingers and knocked on the partition above the computer.

The joints are distinct, slender and clean.

Judging from his meticulous dressing and behavior, this person has serious obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"You tell me your name first, and I'll tell you which school I'm in."

The girl raised her small face, her soft voice was sweet with just the right amount of sweetness, and the end sound was habitually raised.

Like a kitten's paw.

While the other party looked at her, Su Yan would not miss this opportunity.

The eyes of the two met, Qiao Ye raised his index finger to touch the glasses, his eyes crossed the school badge on Xie Mengmeng's school uniform, and his thin lips were slightly hooked.

"It doesn't matter, there will be a chance to know later."

He bent over, hung his coat on the crook of his arms, nodded slowly to Su Yan, turned and walked out of the area.

Wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs!

The whole body, including the hair, was filled with the smell of abstinence and gentleness.

Su Yan licked her lips without a trace, took a deep breath with the drink at hand, the watermelon juice that had lost its coolness, and the sweetness bloomed in her mouth.

Flower of Gao Ling, she likes it so much—

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

After a long while, Xie Mengmeng came back to his senses.

She held her face, her eyes were blurred, her little blushed dripping blood, and she screamed in excitement.

"Mom! This little brother is too handsome, ah, ah, I can do it! I can really do it!!"

Su Yan glanced at her and corrected, "It's the uncle."

Although the person can't tell his specific age from the outside, but just because of his mature and restrained temperament, he will never be a hairy boy in his early twenties.

"Uncle, I like it the most!" Xie Mengmeng continued to hold his face.

Su Yan nodded, smiling with crooked eyes.

"Well, so I decided-"