Quick Transmigration Little Ancestor: Blackened male gods should be pampered

Chapter 109 The Champion and You Are Mine (37)

They were discussing about a girl coming to some club, and they didn't know if she was good-looking or not.

The people in the team rarely have other activities other than boring training every day, and they can't leave the club at all.

I don't know how long I haven't seen a woman.

Recently, because of Tang Wanwan's meeting with Sang, her word-of-mouth has plummeted, and the manager of the Lixiao team has not allowed her to come here.

Their only chance to see a woman was gone. Now that a female student came to the team, it was naturally more exciting than when Tang Wanwan came.

Everyone is looking forward to it.

Shen Xian was the only one, silently planning a route in the corner to get a meal without bumping into them.

The cafeteria was very crowded, after watching for a long time, Shen Xian couldn't find a way to get around this group of people.

His thin lips under the scarf pursed slightly, hesitating whether to go back first and find someone else to cook for him?

Thinking of this method, he was very entangled again, how could he open this mouth to others?
After thinking about it, Shen Xian couldn't think of a good way, and Shen Xian became more and more irritable.

If it doesn’t work, I won’t eat it, and I won’t starve to death if I don’t eat a meal...

"Hi!"

Just when Shen Xian was thinking about whether to go back, someone suddenly patted his shoulder.

Shen Xian's whole body froze, and immediately felt uncomfortable and wished he could die on the spot.

He didn't care who was behind him, he turned around and wanted to run.

The next moment, someone grabbed his arm, "Why are you running? Sneaky, stealing something?"

Being pulled by the arm, Shen Xian subconsciously shook off the man's hand, reacting very violently, as if he would hit someone in the next second.

"Really stealing something? Such a big reaction?" Sang Jian raised his eyebrows and let go of Shen Xian.

If it's really stolen, let him run away and cover him up.

As soon as Shen Xian was let go, he was about to run away.

After running for two steps, he suddenly felt that the voice he heard was very familiar. His steps slowed down, and then slowed down...

Finally, it stopped at a place ten steps away from Sang Jian.

Because of his overreaction, his heart was beating very fast at the moment, and he suspected that the person who took the picture of him just now was Sang Jian, which made him so nervous that his brain was a little hypoxic.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Shen Xian plucked up his courage and looked back.

He shouldn't have heard it wrong.

Sang Jian's voice, he has heard it in her live broadcast room every day recently, including last night, it is very familiar.

Shen Xian turned her head, just in time to see Sang Jian tilting her head and looking at him not far away.

That familiar face made Shen Xian blush all the way to the neck, but fortunately the scarf blocked his embarrassment.

His eyes looked like a frightened deer, and he didn't dare to look at her anymore.

It's... really her!
Today, Sang Jian is wearing the uniform of the youth training team, her long hair is coiled up and buttoned under the peaked cap. If the brim of the cap is deliberately lowered, it is difficult to see that she is a girl.

But this face, Shen Xian has been watching secretly in the live broadcast room every day recently, and he recognized it at a glance, it is Sang Jian!
"Sang... Sang... Sang Jian... You... You..." Shen Xian pulled up his scarf to cover himself more tightly, and at the same time wanted to talk to Sang Jian.

Because he was too nervous, he stammered for a long time without saying a word.

Sang Jian smiled in surprise, "You know me? Didn't you always call me uncle before?"

In Sang Jian's impression, she and Shen Xian only knew each other in that oolong incident.

At that time he didn't know her name, but this time he could call her name accurately?
interesting.

(End of this chapter)