The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

In the following words, Sang Jian was talking to himself.

She retracted the long stick in her hand to the size of a palm, put it back on her lower back, and turned around to leave.

As soon as he took a step, he felt a force coming from his hind legs.

wait!

Sang Jian stopped and looked down.

He Dong was stretching out his hand to hug one of her calves, looking up at her.

With a face that he couldn't bear to look straight at, he asked a little bit tangled: Sister, do you really want to solve Wang Er?

Sang Jian said seriously: I said that I will be the boss of the Northwest District in the future, and I am not joking with you.

Then I'm willing to help you! Please, take me with you when you clean up Wang Er! He Dong begged.

He Dong is a man who can stretch and bend, as long as Sang Jian is not with Wang Er, then he can definitely win Sang Jian over.

In the past, he wanted to compete with Wang Er, but after seeing that the brothers around him were all greedy for money, he realized it.

Money is everything.

Now, he just wants to give Wang Er a hard time, and he doesn't care about anything else!

As long as Sang Jian can really say what he wants to be the boss of the Northwest District, then it's fine for her to be a cow or a horse.

He couldn't beat her anyway.

His whole life, isn't it just to make such a sigh of relief?

Sang Jian thought about it seriously, nodded and said, Yes.

She has the consciousness of being the boss, so it is normal to accept the younger brother.

She withdrew her leg from He Dong's hand, and reminded: I'm still here tomorrow morning, I'll come to you, now I'm going home first.

Come back tomorrow and ask him about Wang Er.

Okay, okay. He Dong responded quickly.

After seeing Sang Jian off, He Dong got up from the ground.

A younger brother next to him asked, Brother, are we going to listen to that woman from now on?

They don't even pay attention to Wang Er, but they want to listen to a woman in the future?

He Dong's expression was not good, As long as Wang Er can be pulled down, it doesn't matter if she is a man or a woman!

...

When Sang Jian returned to the villa, she found Lou Yan lying asleep on the sofa, with her mobile phone beside her.

This is the sleeping position, which is a bit unsightly.

His upper body was paralyzed on the sofa, his lower body had already fallen under the coffee table, and those long legs that had nowhere to rest were almost shrunk into a ball.

Sang Jian sighed, intending to wake him up.

The system in his mind suddenly reminded: He fainted.

Sang Jian: ?

The system explained, He was very uncomfortable when he went to the venue today, and it is not easy to persist until now.

Sang Jian walked over quickly, and found that Lou Yan's forehead was densely covered with cold sweat, and his brows were also tightly knit together, looking really uncomfortable.

The wound is open? Sang Jian unceremoniously lifted his clothes and took a look.

A circle of gauze was wrapped around his abdomen. The gauze was still very white, and the wound showed no signs of opening.

However, Sang Jian's eyes were unconsciously attracted by Lou Yan's figure.

The clothes were pulled up too much, revealing the eight-pack abs.

what are you doing!

A feeble, sullen voice sounded above her head.

Sang Jian raised his head and glanced at him, Lou Yan woke up the moment his clothes were lifted.

The sense of vigilance from childhood to adulthood made him wake up immediately even if he fainted when he was touched by others.

Sang Jian blinked at him, and silently loosened his shirt, This abdominal muscle is really white...ah no... this gauze is really strong...