Rebirth of the National Male God Chapter 242: A Xiaorong is here

Rong Junyi slightly lowered his head and looked at the reply from the teenager in his mobile phone, his lips could not help but evoked a touch of arc, this kid must be awkward!

　　Shu Cheng nests in the bed, black hair softly puts on Shu Cheng's forehead, hiding her complex look at this time.

　　 deliberately sick? Isn't it too much for the system master? Did you stay with humans for too long and your IQ went to the dogs? !

　　 Shu Cheng's face was pale and terrible, but his brain was extremely clear. Recalling the bit by bit in this world and Rong Junyi, this feeling was plainly that she has been pursuing, the man has always accepted, and then kissed Just run.

　　 "I have been lonely for so many years, and I can’t even accept a man's indifference to me, seems silly?!" Shu Cheng closed his eyes, irritated, lying on his back in bed, "How are men?" Not yet?"

　　……

　　 "Click---" The sound of the door opened.

　　The man dressed in a black dress pushed the door in and entered. The outline of his face was like a knife, and the sharp and beautiful face appeared in the boy's eyes.

　　The boy sat up from the bed, his dark eyes looked at the man, and there was a light smile on the corner of his mouth. The pale boy's smile was inexplicably more like a sick beauty.

　　Rongjunyi's brows were tighter, and his eyes were dark and thick like a rare layer of thin anger flashing past, and his cold eyes swept sharply to Shu Cheng who was still smiling faintly.

　　Rong Junyi's black and dark eyes were stained with a layer of frost at this moment, and his low voice was lazy and expensive: "Shu Cheng."

　　 Shu Cheng raised a wicked smile in the corners of the man's invisible corners, where there was sickness.

　　 "Why is it so stupid?" Rong Junyi frowned, reaching out and rubbing the teenager's hair. "I'm away for a few days, so you toss yourself like this?"

　　Shu Chengwo doesn't speak in the bed, just like a porcelain doll so delicate that people can't bear any evil thoughts.

　　 "Fool." Rong Junyi's lips twitched slightly, "Awkward?"

　　 Shu Cheng's eyes widened, and he seemed to be saying, how could I be so handsome and overbearing? !

　　Will you be kidding? !

　　 Shu Cheng turned his head away, his lips slightly pursed, and the dark eyes no longer looked at Rong Junyi.

　　……

　　Rong Junyi looked at the child's condition and touched the child's forehead. "Where is the thermometer?"

　　Shu Cheng lifted her chin slightly and pointed to the cabinet over there. Rong Junyi looked in the direction of the teenager's chin and lifted her steps. Every move was elegant and very expensive.

　　Rong Junyi turned over the thermometer, and after getting the boy ready, let her put it in the creak, and then picked up the phone and sent a text message to the men to let people prepare some daily necessities.

　　Rong Junyi decided to sleep here at night to take care of Shu Cheng.

　　 Shu Cheng's dark eyes looked at him, his lazy voice sounded, "What are you doing?"

　　 "Let people buy a little daily necessities." Rong Junyi walked over, a beautiful smile on his beautiful face.

　　 "It's dirty..." The teenager raised his brow slightly, and a dark smile appeared on the pale face under his dark hair.

　　 "..." Rong Junyi listened to the young man in his ear and couldn't help but laugh, and ravaged the young man's hair with one hand: "Waiting for you to be eighteen."

　　Shu Cheng's complexion is still pale, but there are smiles deep in his eyes, listening to the man in his ear, what about eighteen?

Does 　　 eighteen make her sleep?