The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

  Chapter 114 The champion and you are mine (42)

  Shen Xian seemed to be immersed in his own world, unaware that Sang Jian was waiting for him, and still eating slowly.

  By the time he finished his meal, it was already half an hour later.

   It's okay, faster than Sang Jian imagined.

  She thought he could eat this small lunch box for an hour.

  Shen Xian packed up the empty lunch box before realizing that Sang Jian was still by his side.

  He quickly turned his head to look at Sangjian.

  Sang Jian stretched out a hand towards him, "Give it to me, I'll throw it away."

  Shen Xian was stunned for a moment, and in the next second, the bag in his hand was taken away by Sang Jian.

  Sang Jian got up and walked to the trash can next to her.

  Shen Xian couldn't help rubbing his hands on his legs.

   It seems a little embarrassed.

  He hesitated for a moment, but stood up and followed behind Sang Jian.

   "You...you just...would you feel...I...I..."

  Shen Xian wanted to say something, but I stopped for a long time, but I didn't come out.

   Sang Jian finished throwing away the trash, and heard him trying to speak, but couldn't understand.

  She glanced at him and asked, "Are you unable to speak because of nervousness, or have you stuttered since childhood?"

   This may sound impolite, but Sang Jian really wants to know.

  She herself didn't feel much about Shen Xian's way of speaking, she had a lot of patience.

  I can wait for half an hour for him to eat, and naturally I can wait for him to finish a complete sentence.

   Sangjian is pure curiosity.

  Hearing her question, Shen Xian stretched out his hand and pulled the scarf back to his face, "Tight... Zhang..."

  He didn’t speak like this when he was a child. Later, his family members were afraid that he would get hurt, so they never let him go out. As a result, he rarely had contact with the outside world, and he became what he is now.

   Sometimes he is angry with himself, like a waste, he can't even understand the words.

  Because of this, many people have been troubled.

   Does she dislike herself too?

  Shen Xian buried his face in the scarf, his eyes half closed, a little unhappy.

   "Does being with me make you nervous? Why?"

  After Sang Jian asked this question, he realized that he had asked the question knowingly.

  She thought it should be easy to get along with her, but she forgot that Shen Xian is probably in a state of crush on her now, so she will naturally be nervous.

   "..."

  Shen Xian stuffed his hands into his pockets, his palms were sweating.

  Because of Sang Jian's question, he couldn't answer it.

  Of course he would be nervous when getting along with her. He was afraid that his sometimes speaking and acting style would make her feel disliked.

He was silent, Sang Jian suddenly sighed, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "With me, you don't have to be afraid of anything, and you don't have to be nervous, just be yourself, I will never dislike you of."

   "..."

  Shen Xian's pupils trembled slightly.

   Even his captain never said such words to him.

   All along, he thought Jiang Nan was the one who could bear him the most.

   Until eating with him later, Jiangnan slipped away every time after eating, not waiting for him at all.

  He also got used to it slowly, because he eats really slowly, and he can't ask others to waste their time waiting for him.

  But today Sang Jian not only waited for him, but also told him that she would never dislike herself.

   There is a reason why she fascinated him so much.

   Maybe it was just because of her looks at first, which made him feel good-looking, and he couldn't get tired of seeing her no matter what.

   Now, what impresses him is her attitude towards herself.

   "Sang..."

Ding-

  Shen Xian was about to say something when Sang Jian's cell phone rang suddenly.

   Sang Jian signaled him to wait a moment, picked up the phone and glanced at it, it was the coach of the youth training team.

  (end of this chapter)