After the rebirth, she became a national male god

Chapter 40 Is The Boss Transgender For Yan Jue?
"It's not the time yet."

Su Qingyan raised his hand to stop Lantong from continuing.

The situation is a bit complicated now, and he doesn't want to involve more people until he is fully resurrected.

I don't know if it's her illusion, she always feels that her resurrection is like a game set up by someone with a heart, and she is just a pawn in this game.

But who has such a great ability to resurrect people?
I just hope she thinks too much!
Erdan peeked at Su Qingyan's thoughts, and hugged herself tightly in fright.

Lord God, why did you assign me such a smart host?
Just when Lan Tong wanted to continue persuading Su Qingyan, someone knocked on the door suddenly, causing them both to stare towards the door vigilantly.

Immediately afterwards, a voice as cold as ice came in.

"it's me."

Yan Jue?

Su Qingyan panicked, quickly pulled Lan Tong and walked out of the window.

"Boss, what are you doing?"

Lan Tong looked at Su Qingyan's panic-stricken appearance suspiciously, knowing that the person who came might not be easy.

"Hide and don't let anyone see you."

"Boss, this room is empty, where do you want me to hide?"

"Jump down."

"...This is the fourth floor... ah..."

Before he finished speaking, Su Qingyan kicked him down ruthlessly, without any hesitation at all.

Indistinctly, Su Qingyan's weak voice blew into Lantong's ears along with the wind: "The fourth floor is too short for you, a thief."

Lan Tong: "..." Weeping!The boss has changed his personality, and his heart has also changed.

The door opens.

"Hey, my lord, what do you want from me?"

Su Qingyan looked at Yan Jue with a smile, her body blocked the crack of the door, revealing a cute little head, and she didn't mean to invite Yan Jue into the room.

Yan Jue frowned and remained silent.

It was obvious that he had no intention of speaking without entering the room.

Su Qingyan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

My lord, do you want to have such a personality!

Helpless, Su Qingyan had no choice but to let Yan Jue into the room.

"Hehe~ Sir, my room is a bit messy, don't mind me!"

Su Qingyan smiled awkwardly, quickly picked up the messy clothes and threw them on the bed, leaving a clean area.

Yan Jue looked at the pile of clothes on the bed, and frowned in disgust.

His obsessive-compulsive disorder made him unable to tolerate the mess on the bed, and he had an urge to help Su Qingyan clean up immediately.

"I'm hungry."

"what?"

Su Qingyan was afraid that Yan Jue would find Lan Tong, so he was nervous for a while and didn't realize what Yan Jue meant.

"You promised to cook three meals a day for me, and now it's dinner time, so you're going to make dinner for me." Yan Jue stated the facts in a deep voice like a piano, and his cold phoenix eyes stared at Su without emotion. He spoke lightly, with a hint of anticipation vaguely.

When Yan Jue first started his business, he was so busy with work that he often forgot to eat, and he suffered from anorexia after going back and forth.

I used to be so busy that I forgot to eat, but now I can’t eat anything I see.

But since eating the meal made by Su Qingyan, his appetite has gradually improved, and his stomachache has also eased.

After falling asleep with a stomachache last night, he vaguely dreamed of the meals Su Qingyan cooked, regretting why he didn't bring Su Qingyan to Bali.

Unexpectedly, seeing Su Qingyan at the door early in the morning, the greedy worm in his stomach started to act mischievously.

Having not eaten for two days made him very eager to eat the food made by Su Qingyan, so he couldn't help coming over to urge Su Qingyan to make dinner.

"Now?" At the hotel?

"Ok!"

"But……"

"The kitchen is already vacant." Yan Jue blocked Su Qingyan's retreat.

Helpless, Su Qingyan had no choice but to go to the kitchen to make dinner for Yan Jue.

When Yan Jue left Su Qingyan's room, he frowned and glanced towards the balcony as if aware of it, only to be forcibly pulled away by the guilty Su Qingyan.

After the room was empty, Lan Tong's figure jumped in from the balcony.

At this time, his heart was still beating fast, and his palms were covered with cold sweat due to nervousness.

He exhaled heavily.

"Wow! You really deserve to be that pervert Yan Jue, and his insight is too strong. He was almost discovered by him."

He thought that if he, the second most powerful thief on the list, was discovered so easily, he would be ashamed and thrown to his grandma's house.

Especially the arrogant ghost who is number one on the thief list.

If he knew that Yan Jue had discovered him, how would he have the face to provoke him in the future?

Lan Tong thought happily, but frowned deeply.

The boss actually knew Yan Jue?

And the boss actually cooks three meals a day for Yan Jue?
His mother!

Could it be because of Yan Jue that the boss changed his gender?

Isn't Jiaolong doomed to be lovelorn?

Oh!Oh no!
Jiaolong's counselor only knows about secret love, and he doesn't even dare to confess, so it shouldn't be considered broken love, right?
……

Su Qingyan returned to the room after dinner, and found that the pile of dirty clothes on the bed had been neatly packed and put together in different categories.

Even the sanitation in the room was cleaned up.

And it was extraordinarily clean, those who didn't know thought it was Yan Jue's obsessive-compulsive disorder who cleaned it up for her!

But it can only be imagined, it is absolutely impossible.

During dinner, Su Qingyan already knew that this beach was bought by Yan Jue.

And Yan Jue also blocked the beach and drove all the hotel guests out.

Sure enough, the number of guests has dropped sharply, and the room staff is too boring, so why are they so free to keep her room spotless!

Back in the room, Su Qingyan saw the message from Song Mingxun.

She replied that she would go back to the country with Yan Jue, so that Song Mingxun didn't have to wait, and then threw the phone aside.

Although it is the age of communication, she doesn't like playing with mobile phones except for necessary contacts.

Instead of swiping your phone boringly, why not take a book, make a cup of tea, play some music, and enjoy the time alone quietly.

Although he was very tired today, Su Qingyan changed his clothes and went to the hotel gym to exercise for an hour, and practiced dancing for another three hours before returning to the room to take a shower and sleep.

In front of the computer, Yan Jue repeatedly looked at the scene of Su Qingyan practicing dancing, his eyes deepened little by little.

……

The next day.

Su Qingyan got up early in the morning and went to the beach to run after the waves, letting the waves beat on his legs, enjoying the resistance brought by nature.

Two hours of running had left her drenched in sweat.

No matter how long Su Qingyan ran away, Yan Jue stood at the window and secretly watched her for a long time.

His eyes, which are so deep that they can't see the end, are filled with doubt little by little, sadness invades the pupils little by little, remorse flashes past in the eyes, and a tear slips down from the corner of the eyes without a sound down.

"Speak softly~"

He whispered hoarsely, and his sorrow swallowed him like a flood.

(End of this chapter)