The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

Sang Jian followed his instructions and walked to the left. After walking about ten meters, he saw a trap hole with a swallow lying dying in the hole.

You are so good at digging holes, can you rescue it? he asked.

There was no emotion in his tone, and he didn't seem to be sad at all.

Sanjian glanced at him.

In a real fairy tale, Thumbelina was very sad and sad when she saw this scene, and she kept crying.

The little person in my hand showed no unnecessary reaction at all.

Yes, yes, but you have to agree to my request. Sang Jian made a condition to him.

He looked back at Sang Jian, his face expressionless, I've already agreed to marry you, what else do you want?

Sang Jian lowered his head, put his long nose directly in front of him, and said, Tell me your name.

...

Looking at the long pink nose in front of him, he was silent for a long time and couldn't help but said: Your nose is really ugly.

Sang Jian: ...

Believe it or not, I can punch you to death with just one blow of my nose? !

Unfortunately, the other party has already turned around, I can agree, you go and rescue it first.

Sang Jian nodded, gently placed him on a large leaf next to him, and then started drilling holes with his hands in the open space next to the trap hole.

The little man sat on the leaf with his legs crossed and his chin propped up with one hand. He looked at Sang Jian who was working for him and didn't know what he was thinking.

This ugly thing dared to make a condition to him, although the condition was not excessive.

Seeing that the body of the ugly mouse was almost completely inserted into the hole she made, he slightly curled his lips and said, My name is Hua Slave, just say it this time.

I thought she didn't hear it, but San Jian, who was digging a hole, stopped, popped his head out of the hole, and said to him seriously with that ugly face: Okay, I remember.

Hua Nu: ...

Cut~

Mouse ears are really sensitive!

He hummed quietly, waiting for Sang Jian to rescue Yan Zi.

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A moment later, Sangjian was on his way back to Granny Field Mouse's house with a swallow in one hand and a flower slave in the other.

Your hands are extremely dirty, but they are rough and thick-skinned.

Hana Nu stood in Sang Jian's hand with a bit of disgust.

I just finished drilling the hole and my hands were covered in mud.

Except for the mud, there is no injury at all. Maybe this is talent.

... Sang Jian didn't respond.

She decided to be an honest and honest mole.

After all, there is a song that sings well, I am ugly, but I am gentle.

Perfect for her current situation.

Hua Nu didn't even think about asking her to reply to him.

Minding his own business, he continued: Grandma Vole is old after all, and she already has a lot of trouble taking care of me. Can this swallow go to your place? I heard Grandma Vole say that your family is very rich.

My place is relatively humid and cold, which is not suitable for injuries. Sang Jian said, If you don't mind it, you can go to my place and let it stay at Grandma Vole's place.

Are you rejecting me? Hua Nu's voice rose a bit.

I'm just proposing a suitable solution. If you don't care whether its injury can heal, I can take it back.

Hua Nu: ...

He turned back to glare at Sanmi, but from this angle, it was her nose that caught his eye.

snort! The smelly long-nosed guy actually refuted his words!

Hua Nu crossed his arms over his chest and sulked for a while.

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, raised his chin, and said in an arrogant tone: I don't like cold and damp places. Is it possible that after I marry you, I will live in that kind of place from now on?