The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

  Chapter 775 Thumb boy (8)

   "Are you humiliating me?" Hua Nu glared at her.

   This dead mouse is humiliating him!

"I don't."

  Sang Jian avoided his gaze, "Anyway, I'm going to sleep, so let's make it easy, and go to Granny Field Mouse tomorrow to get all your clothes."

  Huanu: "..."

   Forget it, don’t be too **** this stinky mouse.

   In case you are in a hurry and don't listen to yourself.

  Huanu hid under the towel and put on the underpants and skirt, then crawled out slowly, and stretched out her hands to Sangjian reluctantly.

  Sang understood what he meant, stretched out two fingers, pinched his creaking hole, and lifted him up from the table.

  Huanu: "..."

   Not angry not angry.

  He is so small, this ugly thing can't hug him, and it's normal to pinch him!

  Sang Jian carried him to the bed and threw him into the soft pillow.

  Huanu quickly got up, subconsciously disgusted.

   But fortunately, there is no strange smell on the pillow.

   This guy is ugly, but he likes to be clean.

  Sang Jian went to bed, lifted the thin quilt to cover her body, and she still had a small piece of cloth taken out of the basket in her hand, and draped it on Hua Nu.

"Go to sleep."

  Huanu lay on the pillow, staring at the ugly face next to her from the corner of her eye, wondering what she was thinking.

   Until the sound of Sang Jian's long breathing sounded beside him.

   "..."

   This ugly thing sleeps really fast.

   Does that mean that he can...

  He slowly looked at Sang's furry face, and stretched out his sinful little hand.

  However, before his hand touched Sang Jian, a sense of fatigue suddenly swept over his body.

"Well…"

  Huanu's small face paled instantly, and dense cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

  Why did it happen at this time?

   Because of this dank cave? So it happened early?

   "Hoo ~"

   No, find a way to get out of here.

  Huanu was gasping for breath, trying to get up from the pillow, but unfortunately she couldn't exert any strength.

  The feeling of being conscious but unable to exert strength is really too hopeless.

  The next second, he soared into the air, and was directly lifted by Sang Jian beside her to her furry chest.

   "Is it cold? See you shivering."

  Huanu: "..."

  After taking a bath, the fur on her body is soft and fluffy, plus her body temperature, the whole person lying on it is warm and comfortable.

  Huanu grabbed the fluff on her body tightly and didn't answer Sang Jian's words.

  Sang Jian looked down, "There is something wrong with you, do you need help?"

   It's a pity that looking down from this angle, I can't see anything except my long nose.

  Huanu tried her best to control herself, and replied in a calm voice, "It's just a little cold, and it's much better now."

   Can't let this ugly thing know about his situation, otherwise who knows what she will do to herself?

   "Then go to bed."

  Sang Jian didn't ask any further questions, and gently covered Hua Nu with the quilt.

  Under the quilt, Hua Nu grasped her fluffy hand and gradually let go, he was completely exhausted.

  The whole person is gray and white, and a beautiful blond hair is also starting to fall out.

  Like a blooming flower, it withers after blooming until it dies.

  Seeing that he didn't respond, Sang thought that he was really just cold, but now it's warmed up and it will naturally stop.

  She ignored him and closed her eyes to sleep.

  …

  The next day, when Sang Jian opened her eyes, she saw Hua Nu sitting next to the pillow and staring at her.

  The expression on her face carried emotions she couldn't understand.

   This emotion quickly disappeared after seeing her wake up.

   "I'm hungry." Hua Nu turned her head away, with her usual arrogant tone.

  (end of this chapter)