Male God, a Little Su

Chapter 1218: Wife is on 13

  Chapter 1218 The wife is on top 13

  Sugar is made from malt, and the taste is average, but who is Su Yan now poor?

  A newcomer, she can't make money out of thin air.

   "Things are simple, you don’t like to eat, there is nothing to do. I will make them for you in the future."

   "No, nothing..."

   Touching her serious eyes, Lan Huaixu lowered her eyes and reached out to take the oil paper bag.

  Born in Houfu, what kind of delicacies did he never eat? But with this heart, it is enough.

   "Xu'er? What are you muttering in the room alone? Can't you sleep?"

   There was a sound outside the door, which frightened Lan Huaixu.

  His eyes dodge, pushing Su Yan not knowing where to go.

   "What to do? You, you can't be discovered. If you are discovered, my father will definitely ask someone to beat you."

  I don’t know why, but when he thinks of Su Yan’s fate after being discovered, he feels a little pain in his heart.

   "嗤...what are you afraid of..."

  Su Yan was funny, "You forgot how those people were beaten back by me yesterday?"

   "That's different!"

  Lan Huai bulged and glared at her. After thinking about it, he suddenly lifted the quilt and pushed Su Yan onto the bed without any explanation.

   "Quickly, quickly, you hide first! I won't call you, you are not allowed to speak! Did you hear?"

  Su Yan: "...Are you sure?"

  The young man nodded his head, "OK and sure!"

  After putting on the quilt, making sure that his feet were not exposed, he quickly pulled down the curtain.

  This time, I won’t be discovered anymore, right?

Lan Huaixu breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest.

   "Hmm, okay..."

   was turning around to open the door, and suddenly heard a muffled sound from the bed, but it was mixed with a smile.

   "Since the son's hospitality is difficult, then I'll be more respectful than fate. Then you go and come back quickly, I'll wait for you in bed—"

   "Cough...cough cough cough...you..."

  Lan Huaixu staggered and almost didn't fall to the ground.

   "Shut up!"

  He gritted his teeth, his eyes were flushed, and he knew his face must be hot without touching it.

  Su Yan exposed a head, with both hands lazily leaning toward the back of her head, and Erlang's legs were lifted and her lips were curled.

   "Okay, listen to Lang Jun~"

  She has a lazy tone, and when she speaks in a lowered voice, she is particularly seductive.

   "You still say!"

  Lan Huaixu's blush was bleeding, and he wondered how this person was like this! Glossy tongue, so inconsistent!

"Ah……"

  Su Yan smiled, she squinted at the tent above her head, which was embroidered with simple orchids.

   Just like Lan Huaixu this person.

  Although the world is strong women and weak men, it does not mean that all men are pretty. Although most men are weak in size and docile, they can still see masculine characteristics.

  Like Lan Huaixu, he is a big boy who is easy to be shy and clean.

  The woman's voice is low and hoarse, as if carrying a string of electric current across his auricle.

  Lan Huaixu scratched her ears unbearably, and walked quickly towards the door.

  He opened the door, and a man in a blue shirt appeared outside the door.

   "Why haven't you opened the door for so long? Is it possible that someone is hiding in your room?"

  Xiao Langjun narrowed his eyes and scanned the room over Lan Huaxu's shoulder.

   "Dad—"

  Lan Huaixu's heart beat, and quickly grabbed him, "How is this possible! You don't know my character."

  He reluctantly suppressed his inner anxiety, smiled and looked at Xiao Langjun.

  Xiao Langjun, who is over forty years old, is well maintained, his face is white and he does not need to be.

   "You--"

   Xiao Langjun sighed, raised his hand and touched his head.

  (End of this chapter)