The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

Jiang Nan held up the mask with both hands, and when he was about to cover Shen Xian's face, Shen Xian suddenly recovered and grabbed his wrist.

He raised his eyebrows and frowned, seeming a little disgusted.

Brother Xian, what are you?

Jiang Nan wanted to ask something, but Shen Xian pushed him away.

In the next second, Shen Xian turned sideways and hugged Sang Jian who was watching a play next to him into his arms.

One hand restrained her, and the other gently patted her head, as if to comfort her.

Sang Jian: ?

She wanted to get out of his arms, Shen Xian felt her struggle, and hugged her even tighter.

No... no one can... replace you from this game.

His tone was very slow, and he spoke extremely seriously.

Sang Jian blinked, realizing that he was comforting himself.

She smiled, Brother Xian, there is something wrong with your state today.

If I don't play well in the game, I will be the one who will be scolded. It's not okay to be absent-minded. Sang Jian reminded.

Although Shen Xian looked weird, Sang Jian didn't feel any sadness or other unpleasant emotions from him.

It shouldn't be because of troubles that he was absent-minded, so Sang Jian just teased him and didn't comfort him.

I know... Hearing what Sang saw, Shen Xian let go of her.

He took a deep breath and stood up, I...I'm going to wash...the bathroom, adjust...adjust my mentality...

After finishing speaking, he walked to the bathroom with his long legs, as if he was running away.

Sang Jian looked at his back, then at Jiangnan next to him, Even you don't know what's going on with him today?

Jiang Nan shrugged, Recently, thanks to you, I haven't had the chance to go to his room. How can I get to know him?

... Sang Jian was silent.

That's really weird.

...

Shen Xian in the bathroom stood in front of the sink, looking at himself in the mirror.

Wearing the team uniform of the Daybreak team, his hair has been carefully groomed, and his face looks much healthier than a month ago, not so pale.

It seems that everything is going in a good direction.

Shen Xian stared at himself in the mirror for a while, then suddenly put his hand into his trouser pocket, and took out a note from it.

He unfolded the note and glanced at it, and it was densely filled with some words of love confession.

Shen Xian has practiced for a long time, just to not stutter when confessing his love.

No one has seriously confessed his relationship with Sang Jian, but everyone, including themselves, believes that they are in a relationship.

But he still wanted to give her the sense of ritual that he should have.

For example, on the much-anticipated podium, it was announced that the world, the champion and her belonged to him.

Shen Xian silently recited the words on the note in his mind, and after making sure that he could not stutter even a single word, he put away the note, put it back in his pocket, and walked out of the bathroom.

The reason why he was distracted just now was because he was silently reciting this thing, and now he went through it all over again, which relieved Shen Xian a lot.

Don't be distracted anymore, other people will think about it.

...

Back in the lounge, everyone's eyes were on him, and Shen Xian became a little nervous again after he had just set his mind.

It all depends on what he does! Nothing to see!

He stiffly walked over to Sang Jian and sat down.

As soon as he sat down, Sang Jian tilted his head and looked at him.

Shen Xian glanced at her, thinking of what he was going to confess later, he immediately avoided her eyes with some discomfort.

In the next second, Sang Jian leaned forward, tilted his head in front of him again, and stared at him straightly.