Quick Transmigration Little Ancestor: Blackened male gods should be pampered

Chapter 895 Take the boss to take the pentakill (54)

Lin Su sighed softly, "Then I'll go back first."

There seemed to be no reason to stay any longer.

"Call me next door if you need anything."

What else can you do in the middle of the night?

Lin Su himself despises himself, what kind of excuses are he looking for!

"Well, I see." Sang Jian lowered his head and responded softly.

In fact, she couldn't help laughing a little.

She wants to see him, how long can she bear it before she speaks?
……

Tonight, the major apps in the e-sports circle are destined to be extraordinary.

Lin Su, the former captain of the Xiangyang team, publicly said in the live broadcast room that Xiangyang would not go far, and that Wei Jie was a shit-stirring stick.

The executives of the Xiangyang team and Wei Jie were so angry that they didn't sleep all night!

The most important thing is that Lin Su asked for leave from his live broadcast room yesterday, and went to Ah Sang's live broadcast room to broadcast the incident, which made both Ah Sang and Lin Su's fans dissatisfied.

But I heard that Ah Sang will go to Lin Su's live broadcast room tomorrow?
This is somewhat noticeable.

Have the two of them completely changed from a game cp to a real couple?

……

In the afternoon of the next day, Sang Jian had just woken up and was about to order takeaway after washing up.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, "Little Ah Sang, are you awake?"

Sang Jian: "..."

It was really on time.

As if he knew she had just woken up.

Sang Jian was still wearing pajamas, with messy hair and slippers, and ran out to open the door.

Lin Su was outside the door, wearing a sweater and an apron, holding a spatula in his hand, and lying docilely on top of his head with his misty blue hair.

Today, he is Lin Gentle and Virtuous Su.

It was completely different from the image of the domineering president last night.

How about cooking?

"I made lunch, do you want to have it together?"

The smell of food wafted from the next room.

Sang Jian sniffed, "It smells so good!"

Lin Su tilted his head and gave her a wink, "Let's go?"

"But... can it be?" At the critical moment, Sang Jian held back.

"I came here specially to call you." Lin Su's hand that didn't hold the spatula grabbed Sang Jian's arm and headed towards his home.

Sang Jian quickly grabbed the key on the shoe cabinet at the door, and closed the door smoothly.

Lin Su's room looks bigger than hers, and the whole living room is almost as big as two of hers.

The house was kept very clean.

On the dining table, there are several steaming home-cooked dishes.

"Sit down first, I'll bring out the rest."

Lin Su took Sang Jian to the dining table and sat down, then got into the kitchen by himself, and closed the kitchen door by the way.

At first I didn't think there was anything strange about Sangjian: "..."

Is cooking still closed?Aren't you afraid of being choked?
Then again...

Looking at the steaming dishes on the table, Sang Jian fell into deep thought.

Doesn't this guy like touching things that are too hot?

I used to have to eat cold food.

She has long been used to his "eccentricity".

The world actually took the initiative to cook?
Sang Jian stood up uncontrollably, approached the kitchen, gently pushed the kitchen door open, and took a look inside.

I saw Lin Su wrapped in a large cotton jacket, with two cotton gloves on his hands, and a helmet on his head, carefully pouring chicken soup from the casserole.

In the corner of the kitchen, there was a vertical air conditioner, blowing cold air.

It seemed that he was afraid of being burned.

Sang Jian: "..." It was hard for him.

"I'll come." Sang Jian walked in.

Not only is there chicken soup in the casserole, but there is also a dish in the wok next to it that has not been filled.

"Brother Su, you won't always cook like this, will you?" Sang Jian filled the pot with vegetables.

(End of this chapter)