The Rich and Vicious Male Partner Tore Off the Script [ Danmei MTL ]

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Daily life is a simple thing.

Get up early and prepare a tie and outfit for Su Qingyuan.

It takes ten minutes to heat a cup of milk, brew coffee, put three pieces of sugar.

Then sort out the daily affairs and list the daily schedule for Xiao Su.

The process of waking up Mr. Su is difficult.

Generally speaking, elites like President Xiao Su should be very self-controlling, but they can do the opposite. 

Every morning, just facing Su Qingyuan's pure and beautiful sleeping face, Luo Zhixing can live the live rock three times.

Especially today.

It's a rare weekend, no need to work overtime. The secret compression work has been done a few days ago, and there is almost nothing to do today. Xiao Su always slept a full sleep, Luo Zhixing was awakened by the loose sunlight, and he opened his eyes to see Su Qingyuan.

Only in his own illusion, you he see the destined "bride" when he open his eyes.

Luo Zhixing could hardly remove his eyes from him, and even the shallow breath he exhaled was afraid of waking him up.

Everything was like a dream last night.

    ...

    "You smell so good."

Luo Zhixing had these words floating in his mind until the two returned home.

He don't know the fragrance of Jiu Chuxiang, Luo Zhixing wants to know what he smells like. What kind of taste is it so that President Xiao Su, who has always been indifferent, can put his arms around his waist and speak long-lasting, hot words.

Entering the door, the three Su family brothers took turns waiting for Luo Zhixing.

Su Taiqiang was late to learn that the two were together. 

At first, Luo Zhixing entered the room, Su Taiqiang only thought that the other party was just a small assistant, but for a few days, the two suddenly held hands.

"So, can you tell us what's going on?"

As a qualified reader mental machine, Su Taiqiang didn't need to speak, Su Ziyi had already asked.

From the door to the house, it has been earth-shaking. The Su family has a lot of red and festive colors. The original European style has been modified to be nondescript, and there are many dolls brought back by Su Taiqiang-completely useless.

Hearing Su Ziyi's words easily, Su Taiqiang's pupils were stained with water vapor, and he suffocated back abruptly, his entire face showing a hint of stiffness and atmosphere.

He later realized that time was rushing.

Yesterday was the little Miao Farah "Princess" in the gallon basin, and it took less than three months to become the upright Queen Farah.

After all, it's too late to blame.

The interrogation in the tone is full of meaning, Luo Zhixing's little selfishness, for fear that Xiao Su will not hide it, and honestly explain to the three brothers, so he urges Su Qingyuan to go upstairs first.

Su Qingyuan questioned him with his eyes.

"Can you do it?"

Luo Zhixing raised his sword eyebrows.

"Don't worry, leave it to me."

Su Qingyuan immediately drove off, trusting Luo Zhixing a hundred in his heart. It's a pity that his previous life filters were too heavy to see through the tricks of this life. In the end, he could only end up every day.