Male God, a Little Su

  Chapter 1747 The real world 3

  The party is over, and the big mansion is in a mess.

  The servants around were cleaning and tidying up. Su Yan stared at the water in the swimming pool in a daze. The moonlight was shining on the water, and it was so beautiful.

Before leaving, the boy who was humiliated by her reluctantly was dragged away by his teammates.

  Who is Su Yan? It's okay for a powerful lady like this to be interested in them. If she was not interested, she would have annoyed her, and just a word would ruin them.

  Su Yan didn’t know why she couldn’t do anything. She obviously liked to do parties before, wearing the most beautiful dresses, luxurious jewels, and enjoying the praise of the people around her.

  Whether it is true or false, Su Yan doesn't care.

  What she enjoys is the feeling of holding the moon among stars.

  It is true that she is not pleasing to be like that, but she has everything, what can she care about?

   But now, she suddenly became disinterested.

  The atmosphere is suddenly quiet.

  The crisp sound of high-heeled shoes hitting the floor tiles sounded behind him, which was especially clear in the night.

  Su Yan moved her eyelashes without raising her head.

   "How come you come back?"

  Behind Su Yan, a beautiful-looking woman who was a little more feminine than Su Yan lay her arms around her chest and leaned lazily by the bench.

   "I heard someone is going to kill you?"

   "Don't you know everything?"

  Faced with her mother, Su Yan's tone was calm, without much respect in it.

  Su Kui smiled, the wind blew her hair into her ears, her charming peach eyes, as if she could talk, and the mist was clear. She didn't look like a mother at all, standing with Su Yan, more like a sister. It was obvious that she was well maintained.

   "You haven't seen you for so long, you still have such a bad temper."

  Su Yan seated gracefully next to Su Yan, looking sideways, "How about? Would you like to have a long-awaited reunion hug with your mother?"

   "嗤——"

  Su Yan rolled her eyes and hugged her perfunctorily, "Would you like to cry again?"

"Um... if you want, I don't mind giving you a embrace. Of course, the time limit is half an hour." Su Kui raised her eyebrows, her red lips lightly raised, "After all, your father is still waiting for me. "

"I do not need it, thank you."

  Su Yan sat up straight, "You better go back and accompany dad, here I am-nothing."

   "Oh? Really? I thought you would have a lot to ask me."

  Su Kui shrugged and looked at the water with Su Yan.

  Her body is full of amorous feelings, her skin is as white as a girl, and her nails are painted with bright red codan.

  Every action and every action are tens of thousands of styles.

  Su Yan was stunned, she looked sideways and looked at her mother quietly.

  The facial features of the two overlap to a large extent, and the most different is probably the temperament. Su Kui is charming now, and Su Yan still has a bit of heroism between her brows and eyes.

  If Su Yan could meet Su Kui when she was young, she would find that she was almost exactly the same as her mother when she was young.

   "I wanted to ask before, but now, I suddenly don't want to."

   "That's it—"

  Su Kui chuckled, her hand suddenly touching Su Yan's hair.

   "Well, my daughter has grown up and really doesn't need me. I heard you are looking for someone? Boyfriend?"

  Su Yan looked away uncomfortably, "It doesn't count."

  She didn’t even figure out who he was.

   "Since you want to see him, then go."

  Su Kui stood up, she stroked the non-existent folds on her long skirt, glanced at her watch, "The time is up, I should go to your dad."

  (End of this chapter)