After the rebirth, she became a national male god

Chapter 58 Yan Jue, what do you want to do?
"Yan Jue, what do you want to do?"

Su Qingyan slapped Yan Jue's hand off in fright, broke free from his restraint, quickly hid aside, and stared at him vigilantly.

Yan Jue's hands were in the air, and the backs of his fingers were stained with a few strands of sweat, giving off a clear luster.

I don't know if Qingyan's sweat is sweet?

Yan Jue suddenly had the urge to lick off the sweat.

But will Qingyan treat him as a pervert?
Yan Jue forcibly suppressed the restlessness, and said without any waves: "Don't cook in wet clothes."

It's too easy to catch a cold.

Su Qingyan looked down in a daze, and the clothes on her body were already soaked with sweat.

Yan Jue disliked her again~
Su Qingyan was very helpless, put away the sharpness in his eyes, and said awkwardly: "I'll go up and change my clothes, and then I'll come down to make you breakfast."

"I'm not in a hurry, you take a bath again."

As soon as Su Qingyan ran up the stairs, Yan Jue's voice came coldly, causing Su Qingyan's pace to pause, and he lazily replied "Oh", and ran back to the room again.

Yan Jue is too bullying, isn't he just sweating?
It doesn't smell bad.

Does he have to be so disgusted?
How many times have I disliked her.

It seems that she should complete the task quickly and move out in two months, it is better to stay away from Yan Jue.

Erdan overheard Su Qingyan's heartfelt voice, and was so frightened that he quickly reported Su Qingyan's desire to move out of Yan Jue's residence to Lord God, and asked how to deal with it.

If Su Qingyan moved away, the ultimate mission would be impossible to complete.

Su Qingyan ran to the door of the room, took out the key from his pocket and wanted to open the door, but unexpectedly found that the door was not locked.

"what?"

She remembered that she locked the door when she went out!
Upon closer inspection, the door lock showed signs of being picked and was broken.

Yan Jue pried it?

Su Qingyan frowned and pushed open the door.

The purpose of entering is the splendor of a room.

Gold silk carpets, gold silk curtains, gold silk quilt covers...

Diamond-encrusted sofa, diamond-encrusted bedside table, diamond-encrusted wardrobe...

A water cup made of pure gold, a table lamp made of pure gold, an ornament made of pure gold...

This is still her room, it is simply a real golden house.

If it weren't for his clothes hanging on the gold-inlaid drying rack and her personal belongings in the room, she would have wondered if this room belonged to her.

Yan Jue is crazy, do you want to hide her golden house?
Su Qingyan only felt that three black lines slipped from her forehead and petrified at the door, the corners of her mouth twitched violently, her veins exploded, her adrenaline soared rapidly, her clenched fists made crackling noises, there was a feeling that wanted to drive Yan Jue crazy The urge to beat up.

What kind of "fairy" taste is this?
Too ugly?

Just when Su Qingyan was about to go berserk, a burst of strange fragrance wafted over, with a familiar smell, Su Qingyan subconsciously sniffed twice more, and frowned even tighter.

This is Yan Jue's smell.

Why does this room smell like Yan Jue?

With a "click", the doorknob that Su Qingyan was holding tightly was twisted off abruptly.

Even if Yan Jue wanted to drive her away, he didn't have to make it so obvious, right?
It made her seem as if she had the cheek to stay here and was unwilling to leave.

"Hey!"

Su Qingyan sighed, finally walked into the room, took a quick shower, changed into clean clothes and went downstairs.

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

She moved out after breakfast.

As for the next three meals a day, the big deal is to run a little extra every day and come here to cook.

Erdan was extremely anxious: [...] Why hasn't the lord God sent you any instructions yet?
Yan Jue sat nervously on the sofa in the living room and worked with his laptop, but his eyes looked towards the stairs from time to time, listening to the movement upstairs, as if he was expecting something.

Will Qingyan like his newly furnished room?
These were made by him overnight, and they were assembled while Su Qingyan was out for morning exercises.

In order to let the room smell of him, he rolled on the bed twice, and after making sure that he was stained with his body fragrance, he went out to find Su Qingyan in satisfaction.

But why did 10 minutes pass and there was still no sound from upstairs?
Shouldn't Qingyan scream excitedly?

The more Yan Jue thought about it, the more restless he became.

Suddenly, there was the sound of closing the door on the second floor, followed by Su Qingyan's brisk footsteps.

Like a thief, Yan Jue's heartbeat quickened unconsciously, he immediately withdrew his gaze, and sat upright, pretending to be serious about his work.

But out of the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but look towards the stairs.

Su Qingyan walked downstairs with a normal expression, took a look at Yan Jue, walked into the kitchen and began to prepare breakfast.

Yan Jue was a little disappointed.

How come Qingyan didn't respond at all?
Could it be that he didn't like the arrangement of the room?
But Song Mingxun once revealed to him that Qingyan's favorite is golden, shiny gold, and diamond jewelry!
Or...Song Mingxun has been passing false information to him?

Thinking of this, Yan Jue's deep eyes flashed with murderous light, and then quickly disappeared in the darkness.

After a while, Su Qingyan came out with breakfast.

"My lord, it's time for breakfast."

"Ok!"

Yan Jue put down the computer, went to the dining table and sat down.

Before, he only thought that Su Qingyan's cooking skills suited his taste.

Now that he knows that Su Qingyan is Qingyan, he smells the aroma of the food, and he feels at home happily.

This is the first time in Yan Jue's life that he feels like he has become a monk.

Su Qingyan came out with soup, a bowl for himself and another for Yan Jue.

The two sat opposite each other, eating breakfast in silence.

Su Qingyan has been observing Yan Jue, seeing that Yan Jue is eating happily, and then tentatively asked: "Master, are we friends now?"

Yan Jue raised his head, his fingers trembled imperceptibly, and he almost lost his grip on the spoon.

Su Qingyan smiled very attentively, so attentive that one could see a strong sense of purpose at a glance.

His family's light words are still so willful.

Yan Jue's heart trembled wildly, and he almost threw himself on Su Qingyan and kissed him frantically.

"Ok!"

Yan Jue nodded reservedly, but that iceberg face of ten thousand years, and his unintelligible answer were so cold that no one could be heard thousands of miles away.

The corner of Su Qingyan's mouth twitched, almost biting his silver teeth.

Um, is it a friend, or is it not a friend?

Su Qingyan was impatient: Erdan, have I completed the task like this?

Er Dan took advantage of Yan Jue's turbulent mind, and replied in fear: [Host, you need Yan Jue to say that you are friends before you can complete the task! 】

Su Qingyan: Trouble!
For the task, she worked hard.

Su Qingyan smiled more attentively, "My lord, you have been busy with work recently, I specially cooked pork liver powder sausage porridge for you, clearing the fire and clearing the eyes, try it and see if it suits your appetite."

Clear the fire?

Eyesight?

Did he know that he was "on fire" last night, and even peeked at what happened to him all night?
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