The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

Smoke curled up from the small courtyard at the back of Qianfeng Sect.

Sang Jian and Yun Xian did not go to the disciple canteen of Qianfeng Sect for three meals a day. Instead, Yun Xian bought fresh ingredients from the mountain every day and cooked them himself.

Sang Jian called it a good exercise to strengthen his physical strength.

Yun Xian didn't complain, she just said whatever she said.

At first, Sang Jian thought that his character was easier to handle, but later she realized that he didn't say anything on the surface, but scolded her in his heart!

On the surface, I look friendly to you, but I don’t know what I’m thinking in my heart.

On this day, Sang Jian took the initiative to boil some water and wait for Yun Xian.

It was almost noon when Yun Xian rushed back with a backpack on his back. His face didn't look very good.

What? You went down the mountain to buy something and were ripped off?

Sang Jian was sitting at the stove in the kitchen, adding firewood to the stove.

no.

Yun Xian put his backpack aside with a sullen face.

Sang Jian pulled them over and took a look, yes, they were all what she liked to eat.

If you're being slaughtered, just be slaughtered. It's Mu Lan's money anyway.

Since you have nothing to do, hurry up and cook. I'm hungry. Sang Jian didn't mention his bad look again.

With a personality like Yun Xian's, he often had to take the initiative to express what he was holding back.

This would let him know that she didn't care what he was thinking unless he said it himself.

This will allow him to develop a character that takes the initiative to tell her what's on his mind.

Sure enough, Yun Xian felt a little angry when he saw that Sang Jian didn't care whether he was happy or not, and only cared about whether he was hungry or not.

When she was suppressed, why didn't she feel hungry after not eating anything for thousands of years?

Can he just come back a little later?

She didn't even ask why he came back late today!

The scapegoat really has no human rights!

Yun Xian held back his breath and went to cook with his backpack.

Sang Jian was sitting on the stove burning a fire and said nothing.

The sound of Yun Xian chopping vegetables seemed to be chopping people.

Sang Jian felt extremely sorry for the cutting board at this time.

But she still acted as if she hadn't heard anything, lighting the fire and looking out the door from time to time to take in the scenery.

The terrain here is pretty good, and you can basically see half of the Qianfeng Sect during the day.

Master!

Finally, Yun Xian couldn't help it any longer. When he was chopping a chicken, the knife went through the chicken's body with a click and got stuck on the cutting board.

Hey, what's wrong?

Sang Jian looked back at Yun Xian with a smile.

In the past few days, Yun Xian has gradually changed his name from ancestor to master, which is something that makes Sang Jian more happy.

Yunxian looked at her expression and was stunned for a moment.

It seems...she has never had any ill intentions towards herself?

Although her purpose in finding him was impure, she had always been very kind to herself so far.

And since that day when he recognized her as his master in front of everyone and Mu Lan arranged for them to come here, she has never gone out again.

She may not know many things, and it is really unfilial for him to lose his temper with her like this.

Yunxian was dazzled by Sang Jian's smile. He took a deep breath and his tone became much gentler.

Last time in the main hall, the head brother clearly said that he would solve the matter, but I saw them on the way back today.

Those people who had bullied him were cultivating arrogantly and seemed not to be affected at all.

Hmm... Sang Jian pursed his lips and hesitated: Is it possible that the punishment your senior brother mentioned... is just a few days of confinement?

So after a few days, they came out alive and kicking again?

Yun Xian's eyes widened in disbelief, Is it that simple? What about the disciples they killed before?