The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

……yes.

Hua Nu looked at her face blankly.

When he saw her wiping his nosebleed just now, he felt moved and rushed over to kiss her.

It's true love's kiss!

Otherwise, who would be able to talk about her ugly face just now?

Isn't that okay? Or are you unhappy that my head has become normal? Sang Jian asked again.

She really didn't see any joy on his face.

what happened? Is it ugly to be a human being?

because……

Hua Nu swallowed, resisted the urge to feel nauseated, and said, Your face now looks exactly like mine!

So the moment he saw her face just now, he thought he was kissing her!

It's okay not to mention it, but it makes me want to vomit when I mention it.

No, when I think about kissing myself, I just...vomit...well~

Halfway through retching, Sanmi reached out and covered his mouth.

Hold it back!

Sang Jian digested what Hua Nu said in his heart, and frowned: How many people want to kiss that handsome face of their own but don't get the chance, and you still despise it when you have such an opportunity?

Hua Nu: ...

When she said this, it seemed that she didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore.

Seeing that he had calmed down a little, Sang Jian let go of his hand.

Hua Nu immediately sobbed: Hey...but I feel like I'm looking in the mirror...

A little bit unacceptable.

His face is indeed beautiful, but...he has always imagined that ugly things turn into beautiful and gentle people!

... Sang Jian pondered.

Is it because she is not a human being and cannot transform into a human face?

So after someone kissed her, with a human face reference, her head copied the flower slave's appearance?

Sanjian reached out and took a strand of his hair and took a look.

It's the same golden color as Hua Nu's, smooth and beautiful.

It's completely a copy and paste of Hua Slave's head.

No wonder Hua Nu couldn’t accept it.

The flower slave on the side was still immersed in sadness.

She either had a mole head, or a head exactly like his, except that it didn't look like his fantasy.

It's like a river of sadness.

Seeing this, Sang suddenly pressed towards him, pinched his chin with one hand, forcing him to look up at her, and stretched out his other hand to reach for his extra flesh.

We are still different. I don't have this.

Flower slave: !!!

His eyes widened and his face turned red.

His whole body was excited, he slapped Sang Jian's hand away and jumped out a few steps away.

Don't look serious but use rogue methods to comfort him!

Stinky... stinking gangster!

His whole body was burning and burning now, especially the place where Sang Jian pinched him just now.

Sang Jian clapped his hands and wanted to say something, but his eyes were attracted by the book in front of him.

Hana Nu had been blocking the book just now. They were about the same height and Sang Jian didn't notice at all.

Now that the flower slave jumped away, Sang Jian discovered that there was a big forbidden word printed on the book.

It's true that you can't find anything without wearing iron shoes, and it doesn't take any effort to get it.

Sang Jian raised his hand to take out the book without thinking.

I completely forgot about the ban on the books here. Simply touching them is no problem. If you want to move them...

Sang Jian was directly ejected by a force.

She was small, so the force threw her into the opposite bookshelf before she fell.

Ugly...Sanmi!!

Due to the sudden change, Hua Nu couldn't care less about being shy and ran toward her in panic.

He originally wanted to call her ugly, but the way she looks now, if he still calls her ugly, doesn't that mean he is admitting that he is ugly?

This is not possible!