The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

Lin Su sighed lightly, Then I'll go back first.

There seemed to be no reason to stay any longer.

If you need anything, call me next door.

What else can happen in the middle of the night?

Lin Su himself despises himself, what kind of excuse is he looking for!

Yes, I understand. Sang Jian lowered his head and responded softly.

In fact, she couldn't help but want to laugh.

She wanted to see how long he could bear it before speaking?

…

Tonight, the major apps in the e-sports circle are destined to be extraordinary.

Lin Su, the former captain of Team Xiangyang, publicly said in the live broadcast room that Xiangyang would not be able to go far, and also called Wei Jie a troublemaker.

The senior management of Xiangyang Team and Wei Jie were so angry that they didn't sleep all night!

The most important thing is that Lin Su took leave from his own live broadcast room yesterday and went to Asang's live broadcast room to live broadcast the incident, which made Asang and Lin Su's fans dissatisfied.

But I heard that Asang will go to Lin Su’s live broadcast room tomorrow?

This is somewhat noticeable.

Have they completely changed from game CP to real life couple?

…

In the afternoon of the next day, Sang Jian had just woken up and was about to order takeout after washing.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, Little Asang, are you awake?

Sang Jian: ...

It really came on time.

As if he knew she had just woken up.

Sang Jian was still wearing pajamas, with messy hair and slippers, and ran out to open the door.

Lin Su outside the door was wearing a sweatshirt and an apron, holding a spatula in his hand, and his foggy blue hair lay meekly on his head.

Today, he is Lin Gentle and Xian Hui.

It is completely different from the image of the domineering president last night.

You can actually cook?

I made lunch, do you want to eat together?

The aroma of food wafted from the next room.

Sang Jian sniffed, It smells so good!

Lin Su tilted his head and winked at her, Leave?

But...is it okay? At the critical moment, Sang Jian was reserved.

I came here specifically to call you. Lin Su's hand that wasn't holding the spatula grabbed Sang Jian's arm and headed towards his home.

Sang Jian quickly grabbed the key on the shoe cabinet at the door and closed the door.

Lin Su's room looked much bigger than hers, and the entire living room was almost twice as big as hers.

The house is kept very clean.

On the dining table, there are several steaming home-cooked dishes.

You sit down first, and I'll bring out the rest.

Lin Su took Sang Jian to the dining table and sat down. He got into the kitchen and closed the kitchen door.

Sang Jian, who didn't think there was anything strange at first: ...

Is it still closed for cooking? Aren't you afraid of being choked?

Then again...

Looking at the steaming dishes on the table, Sang Jian fell into deep thought.

Doesn't this guy like to touch things that are too hot?

In the past, I had to eat cold meals.

She has long been used to his eccentricities.

The world actually takes the initiative to cook?

Sang Jian couldn't help but stood up, approached the kitchen, gently pushed the kitchen door open, and took a look inside.

Lin Su was seen wrapped in a large cotton-padded jacket, with two cotton gloves on his hands and a helmet on his head, carefully pouring chicken soup from the casserole.

In the corner of the kitchen, there is also a vertical air conditioner, blowing cold air.

It seems that he is afraid of being burned.

Sang Jian: ... It's also difficult for him.

I'll do it. Sang Jian walked in.

Not only was there chicken soup in the casserole, but there was also a plate of vegetables in the wok next to it.

Brother Su, you won't always cook like this, right? Sang Jian took out the food from the pot.