The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

  Chapter 892 Take the boss to take the pentakill (51)

   "It's cold outside, put on more clothes."

   Before Sang Jian left, Lin Su put his suit jacket on her body.

  Sang Jian stretched out his hand to pull the coat, preventing it from falling off his body.

   "I see." She seemed a little embarrassed, and ran out after answering this sentence.

  Lin Su watched her back leave, the smile on his face never disappeared.

  Such a good and obedient little girl, who wouldn't like it?

  Lin Su remembered that before he came back from home, he told his mother clearly that he already had a girlfriend, and his mother let him leave.

  But she asked him to bring his girlfriend home to show her within a week, otherwise...the blind date activities after that will only be a lot more.

   This is a bit difficult. Can you catch Ah Sang within a week?

  She should... like herself, right?

  Lin Su scratched his hair irritably, then sat back on the chair and replaced Sang Jian in the live broadcast.

  It’s just that the bullet screen is full of…

   "Lin Su get out of Ah Sang's studio!"

   "I'm a black fan of Lin Su. In order not to watch him, I have blocked him on purpose. Why am I still watching him when I come to Ah Sang's live broadcast room!"

   "Ahhh! Doesn't anyone care that the two of them are already living together?! It's over!"

  Lin Su finally saw a barrage that he was interested in in the cracks.

  In response to this barrage, he specially replied, "There is no cohabitation, just a neighbor. I only found out yesterday that she actually lives next door to me. Sometimes this fate comes, and it can't be stopped."

  Everyone: "..."

   "Lin Su get out of Ah Sang's room!"

   "We are here to see Ah Sang! You sent Ah Sang away, where is your conscience?! Where is the law of heaven?!"

  Since he is a neighbor, let him go home! What's the matter with occupying other people's live broadcast?

  However, Lin Su didn't plan to talk to them anymore. He looked at his phone, and there was another person waiting for him.

   "Anyway, the platform allows newcomers to attract traffic. I, the number one in the popularity list, will lead you. It shouldn't be a problem, right?" Su Lin put on the headset.

  Sang Jian’s headset is pink and has a pair of cat ears, very cute.

   At this time, it fits unexpectedly on Lin Su's head.

   "No problem." He Ze who was opposite finally had a chance to speak.

  Listening to the two people's "show affection" conversation just now, he was so embarrassed in his live broadcast room that he wanted to find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

  He didn't know what to do, so he could only listen.

   "Then I'll start it." Without further ado, Lin Su clicked Start.

  …

  Outside, Sang Jian was sitting in Lin Su's car, looking at his cell phone.

  He handed her the phone to her so reassuringly. If he didn't take a look at it, he would be sorry for his trust.

  Sang Jian looked through his call records and chatted on WeChat. Apart from contacting her, he also contacted his mother.

   So you were called home today?

  Ding Dong...

  Ding Dong...

  Ding Dong...

  Suddenly, several WeChat messages bombarded me.

  One of them belonged to Lin Su's mother.

  Sang Jian almost clicked in, wouldn't Lin Su find out that she was peeking at his phone?

   Fortunately, I held back!

   But what Lin Mu sent was text, so you can see it without clicking on it.

  【Don’t forget to bring your girlfriend home within a week. 】

  Sang Jian: "..."

   Are you going to meet your parents?

  The other posts were posted by the same person, whom Sang Jian also knew.

  The administrator of Kunlun Live.

   "Why did you go to Ah Sang's studio?!"

   "It's the first day that people show their faces today, and they are all for Ah Sang!"

   "Why do you go to other people's live broadcast room to be a monster?"

   Voice [60 seconds]

  One after another, Sang Jian hurriedly returned to the homepage of the mobile phone.

  Although I feel a little sorry for the fans, she, the person involved, doesn't care.

  (end of this chapter)