The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

Hmph, don't think that if you say that, I will...well~

Hua Nu originally wanted to be arrogant, but Sang Jian lowered her head and kissed him.

His eyes widened, and so did Sanmi's.

The two stared at each other, Hua Nu's face turned red and she felt a little out of breath.

This ugly thing...

Hum~

Hua Nu slowly closed her eyes.

A smile flashed in Sang Jian's eyes, I thought your mouth was so tough, isn't it quite soft?

... Hua Nu's eyelashes trembled slightly.

She is the only one with a mouth! Only she can talk!

So annoying!

so shy…

…

It was already noon when the two of them came down from the tree house to eat.

The flower slave sits in the center of a flower, and Sanmi lies under the flower in the form of a mole, basking in the sun.

Both of them were in a good mood.

Although they didn't eat nectar with morning dew today, they will have plenty of time in the future.

Hua Nu glanced at the Elf Castle and asked casually, So are they stable now? Speaking of which, Princess Hua is getting better now?

Sang Jian, who had no reaction at first, moved his eyelids and opened his eyes, Are you so concerned about Princess Hua? Are you familiar with each other?

She remembered the plot in the original world, where he married the Flower Princess.

Princess Hua had problems before, so they had little interaction. Now that Princess Hua is back to normal, he starts to want to be friends with Princess Hua?

The flower slave looked away, lying on the petals, looking at Sang Jian from above, What's wrong? Are you jealous?

Haha, you are the ugly one today too!

He has always been blindly jealous, but now she is jealous too?

I thought Sang Jian would find an excuse to refute, but I didn't expect her to admit it directly.

I'm a little jealous. I heard that Princess Flower was beautiful, kind, gentle and considerate before her conscience was taken away...

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Hua Nu, That's not you either.

The flower slave slipped off the petals and landed on Sanmi's soft belly.

He patted Sanmi's belly gently and said with a smile, I have a fetish for ugliness.

She admitted that she was jealous, so what did it matter if he admitted that he was a ugliness fetishist?

Sang Jian: ...Well said, don't say it again next time.

The first sentence is quite touching, but the latter sentence is unnecessary!

Haha... Hua Nu was rolling on Sang Jian's belly with laughter.

He had never thought that he would fall in love with this ugly mole.

Those ugly guys she met before were nothing compared to her.

Sometimes he couldn't understand why these ugly guys were so ignorant of themselves.

With such a ghostly look, two people dare to take him home?

Now, he was just glad that the ugly thing proposed to him and took him home.

Otherwise, how could he meet this silly little mole who devoted himself to him?

Regardless of race or appearance, as long as she has this heart, he will always like her.

…

The days that followed were peaceful and fulfilling.

Sang Jian would take him to eat morning dew and nectar every morning, and occasionally go fishing with him by the river.

This morning, Sang Jian stretched out his hand to touch his chest as always.

There was nothing there, so she opened her eyes immediately.

Where did this little thing go so early in the morning?

Sang Jian rolled out of bed and looked around the room, but there was no sign of Hua Nu.

She walked towards the door and stood on the balcony looking out.

I saw the flower slave and...the flower princess among the flowers.