The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

Under the warm reception of Lin's mother, Sang Jian stayed until night before returning to the apartment with Lin Su.

The live broadcast tonight will be a little late.

After the broadcast started, a large number of fans flocked to her live broadcast room and told her what happened today on the barrage.

It was only then that Sang Jian noticed that it turned out that Kunlun Live Broadcast really protected his own people.

Don't worry, Asang, the people in Zhuzi don't dare to do anything to you anymore. We can drown them all with our spit!

That's right, we won't believe any of the rumors they made!

The live streaming platforms are more reliable than Lin Su, so why don't you consider replacing Lin Su!

In fact, less than half of Asang's fans are Lin Su's black fans. After all, they were competitors before. Their support of Asang is tantamount to attacking Lin Su.

Recently, after Ah Sang tied up with Lin Su for censorship, those Lin Su's anti-fans and Ah Sang's true fans are really as big as one and the other!

It's rare that I didn't see Lin Su in Sang Jian's live broadcast room today. If you can, please do it as soon as possible!

However, not long after this barrage passed, Lin Su's figure appeared outside Sang Jian's bedroom door.

He walked in slowly, carrying midnight snacks.

Is everything going well? Putting the midnight snack on the table, Lin Su pulled up a stool and sat next to him, greeting the fans in the live broadcast room very calmly.

Hi~

Fans in the live broadcast room: ...

Hey you big-headed ghost! Don’t you have your own live broadcast room? !

Sang Jian tilted his head and smiled at Lin Su, It has been solved by the people on the platform.

That's good. Lin Su breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at the messages on the barrage discreetly, and said without changing his expression: Little Ah Sang, you eat first, and I will help you fight.

As he spoke, he reached out and pushed Sangmi's gaming chair with wheels to the side, pulled the stool and sat in front of the camera, and gave Sangmi all the late night snacks.

Brother Su, I... Sang Jian wanted to say something.

Lin Su smiled and turned to look at her, Huh? What's wrong?

Although Mingming was smiling, Sang Jian could see a hint of danger.

It seemed that if she dared to refuse his proposal, she would be miserable in a short while.

Sang Jian: ... This guy is tough.

It's nothing. She replied softly, then opened her midnight snack and started eating.

Lin Su was very satisfied with Sang Jian's self-awareness.

He occupied an entire camera, took Sang Jian's cell phone, and started the peak match.

The account number is naturally Sangmi’s account.

While he was playing games, he also leisurely informed the fans in the live broadcast room.

I have a happy event to tell you all.

Isn't the broadcast late today? Because I took little Asang home to meet her parents, and she and I are getting married. My negative fans on the barrage, please be careful with your words.

Everyone: ...

Sang Jian, who was eating next to him, said: ...

Seeing that she also paused, Lin Su tilted his head and leaned towards her, whispering: What's wrong? Don't you want to announce the good news, little Asang?

Sang Jian shook his head, No, I was just a little shy after hearing Brother Su say that we would get married in the future.

Lin Su glanced at her, but he couldn't see any shyness.

Speaking of which, it seems that she has rarely been shy since they were together!

Sure enough, he was the one who fell into the trap!

However, he now wants to know what little Asang's original character was like.

Hmm... Do you want to touch her bottom line and let her explode?

Is this method reliable?

Brother Su, don't try some things. Sang Jian reminded him quietly, as if he knew what he was thinking.