Crazy host sweet temptation, cold licking the main god and acting coquettish

Si Mo's knuckles suddenly curled up. Nan Jiu's eyes were too clear, and looking into his eyes would seem to make her feel guilty for no reason.

He choked up and took a step forward. The black umbrella covered both of their heads. "Go up first."

Nan Jiu nodded, not noticing the guilty look on the security guard's face behind him.

He wished there was a crack in the ground for him to crawl into. Fortunately, Si Mo didn't notice him, otherwise he wouldn't be able to explain it...

After entering the elevator, Si Mo folded his umbrella. Rainwater kept dripping from the tip of the umbrella, and the air in the narrow space was very humid.

"Xiao Mo, you're back? This is..." As soon as the two of them entered the house, Xie Yingwei looked past Si Mo and looked at the person following him. The smile on his lips froze for a moment: "Your friend?"

Si Mo nodded without further explanation.

He turned around, took the things in Nanjiu's hand and put them on the table, then pressed his shoulders and pushed him to sit on the sofa.

As if he didn't care whether there were other people around him, just when Nan Jiu was confused, he saw Si Mo pull out a tissue and come over, leaning over and carefully wiping the rain off his forehead.

He didn't even notice it himself.

As he got closer, Nan Jiu smelled that refreshing floral scent again, and his whole body straightened up on the sofa.

"..." In addition to Si Mo, there were three or four other CV friends doing dubbing in the room. They were taking a break together during this period of time. After receiving their dinner boxes, everyone did not rush to eat, but watched the scene silently with different expressions.

Xie Yingwei couldn't help but frowning as he stared at Si Mo taking such good care of others, feeling particularly uncomfortable in his heart.

He originally thought he knew him very well, but he never knew that Si Mo had such a side to him.

"Would you like to introduce yourself?" Xie Yingwei's face turned cold, but he asked in an extremely restrained voice.

Throwing the wet tissue into the trash can, Si Mo raised his eyes and said, "What can I introduce to you, my friend? What does it have to do with you...you guys?"

Si Mo raised his eyebrows and glanced at the sly grinning faces of the people around him, with a casual and lazy expression.

"Hey, we didn't provoke you, Mr. Si, please don't let your sharp tongue affect us."

"Yes, just criticize Xiao Xie, that's what he likes."

Xie Yingwei frowned even deeper, and reached out to push the person who made sarcastic remarks: "Go away."

"Hello, teachers. My name is Nan Jiu. I have heard a lot about you." Nan Jiu nodded politely to the people opposite him with a faint and distant smile on his face.

"The kid is very sweet. It turns out that Teacher Si likes this..."

Before he could finish his words, the man who was teasing suddenly felt a hint of murderous intent in front of him, and he swallowed his words back: "Oh, Teacher Xie is angry~"

"If you say one more word, I guarantee you won't see the sun the next day!"

“Okay, okay, let’s not talk about it. Anyway, those who understand will understand…” After a while, the atmosphere in the recording studio was pretty good.

During this period, Xie Yingwei's face was obviously not very good, even when others thought that Nan Jiu and Si Mo had some hidden special relationship.

Because Nan Jiu brought him dinner, Si Mo did not take his share, and in the end, the other people shared it equally after informing them.

"Brother, how do you think it tastes?"

It was packed in a thermal box, and it was obvious that it was not takeout. However, Si Mo pretended not to know and asked curiously, "Did you make it yourself?"

Nan Jiu's expectant eyes were a little cautious, as if he would be able to be emo for a whole century if Si Mo said it didn't taste good and didn't make it next time.

"Ah."

"Okay, it's enough to pay the rent." Si Mo nodded slightly and gave his evaluation.

The tension in the boy's heart finally relaxed, and his eyes suddenly brightened.

In addition, considering that Si Mo's job should be very demanding on the voice, his voice just now sounded a little hoarse, so Nan Jiu specially prepared some pear paste water for him before coming out.

As a result, before he could take it out, he was suddenly shocked by the explosive scene in front of him.

Xie Yingwei was holding a half-full bottle of water with the label torn off in his hand. The thin bottle made a pitiful crackling sound when it was squeezed. He couldn't hold back a mouthful of water and it spurted out a second ago. His chin and collar were covered with water droplets.

"Fuck! Xiao Xie, what are you doing?"

"You can even choke when drinking water, you are really invincible." A pair of hands stretched out from the side, holding a brand new piece of toilet paper, and handed it to Xie Yingwei: "Wipe it quickly!"

“Why do you worry so much every day!” Yang Zhengang saw this scene as soon as he came in, and the wolfberry tea in his hand almost fell to the ground along with the cup.

Yang Zhen is the sound supervisor of their group, which is equivalent to the position of director. Compared with these young people, he is a man who has stepped half a foot into middle age. He pays special attention to health preservation and he drinks wolfberry bitter tea almost every day.

Xie Yingwei was still in shock, staring at Nan Jiu and the others with wide eyes, his voice so loud that it could pierce his eardrums: "You guys live together?!"

This sentence made everyone in the audience silent. After a few seconds of reaction, almost everyone looked at Si Mo with an inquiring and curious look.

"What? Is this true?"

"Oh my goodness, you guys are living together?! I didn't realize that, Teacher Si..."

Si Mo pinched his brows, as if he was also frightened by him, and looked at Xie Yingwei with resentment, feeling that the more he explained, the worse it got: "Why are you talking so loudly? What time is it now?"

Most of the people in the building had left, leaving only their room howling.

The cup lid in Yang Zhen's right hand fell to the ground. Fortunately, it was made of plastic, but he didn't even have time to pick it up. His eyes just happened to fall on the face of the strange boy next to Si Mo on the sofa: "I, what did I miss?"

"Expand and tell me."

Their job does not restrict dating at all. Many of them are even married in their forties. They make money by relying on their naturally good voices, so once a single colleague around them has a situation, everyone will be curious.

"Tell me clearly, what's the matter with the rent? Are you really...living together?" Xie Yingwei still refused to believe it. He didn't even know when Si Mo met and got together with Nan Jiu these days, yet they had clearly been together the entire day.

"No, we are still..."

"Yes, it's just what you think."

Two voices sounded at the same time. Halfway through the explanation, Nan Jiu suddenly froze. He turned his head slowly in surprise and looked at Si Mo.

Amid the mysterious noises, Si Mo quickly collected his things and stood up, grabbed Nan Jiu's wrist, and walked towards the door without raising his head: "My car is here, I'm leaving first."

Before anyone could react to what was happening, the two people had already disappeared from the room.

"Oh my god... Mr. Si is so obsessed with beauty that he forgets his friends. Ugh!"

The voices gradually faded away, and after a few people laughed, their eyes all fell on Xie Yingwei, who now had a grim look on his face.