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

Si Mo really thought about his words carefully, and finally came to the conclusion: "You."

Nan Jiu was stunned, then realized that he was teased and felt a little embarrassed: "Brother...I'm serious."

"I'm serious too," Si Mo raised his eyebrows, "Why, you don't want me to like you?"

After two seconds of stalemate, Nan Jiu gave in: "Rang, I like my brother to like me."

Si Mo raised the corner of his mouth: "Okay, don't think about it."

"I really don't lack anything, and I don't want anything."

"Remember what I said before?" Si Mo tapped the back of his hand, implying something without saying it explicitly: "The guitar will be fixed soon."

Nan Jiu's eyes lit up instantly, perhaps he thought of what to give.

Si Mo liked people who could play the guitar, and he knew this early on.

I had specially gone to learn it before, originally for his strategy mission, to create an opportunity for a perfect encounter, but I didn't expect that it would just happen to please Si Mo now.

In response to fan feedback, the two of them appeared together in the live broadcast that night, after Si Mo broadcast alone for thirty minutes and the barrage of comments filled the screen for twenty-nine minutes.

Nan Jiu brought a fruit plate and put it in Si Mo's hand, then sat next to him and fed him a piece of watermelon with a toothpick.

Ever since Nan Jiu showed up, the other members of AL formed a group of spectators behind Si Mo's back, and even Xie Yingwei was pulled in by Zhou Lin.

Zhou Lin got first-hand information: "Hurry up, they are starting the show!"

“Damn, I really feel like we’re asking for trouble.” Li Zhejin sent a purple clay puppy emoticon.

"I'll have to ask them where they bought these couple pajamas later. When I have a partner in the future, I'll buy them a set too."

Yang Zhen: "By the time you find a partner, this dress will be out of date."

"..."

Cheng Yi: "Stop talking, quickly open a small account and run into the live broadcast room, there will be a fan question and answer session later! Be careful, don't expose yourself, otherwise we will be dead."

As Cheng Yi finished his words, the group gradually quieted down.

The two people on the other side had no idea about all this, and because it was their first live broadcast together after the incident became public, the fans' questions were particularly bold and explicit.

Rank them according to the order in which the Spark gifts were given, and select the questions with the most comments in the comment section.

"Who is chasing whom..." Si Mo lazily read out the question he saw, then he straightened up and cast a look at Nan Jiu beside him: "Is there any need to ask this?"

Nan Jiu smiled and said to the camera: "It's the brother I pursued."

The boy looked very handsome when he smiled, with faint dimple marks on his face and his long eyelashes casting a dark blue shadow under the soft light. When the smile on his mouth spread out, his eyebrows were slightly raised and his face was as calm as the breeze.

Si Mo was inexplicably dazed by what he saw, and at this moment he thought of Xuan Qi.

As expected of him being the Lord of Heaven, even his shattered fragments are exceptionally beautiful.

"Brother, why is your face so red?" Nan Jiu noticed the gaze from the corner of his eye and admitted that he asked the question even though he already knew the answer.

Nan Jiu has never felt so clearly the benefits of being handsome, as he does now, as Si Mo likes his face.

In the past, every passerby, doctor, and nurse who passed by his ward would always look at him with pity, and then comment that after he left, no one cared whether he had done anything useful for society, but only because of his appearance that he was given preferential treatment.

But no one cared about the patient next to him. Over time, even the patient would look at him with an extremely envious expression and say, "If I were like you, I would definitely find a rich woman to support me in my last days and experience the happiness of being rich. I wouldn't be like now, unable to even pay for the future medical expenses and can only wait to die."

Nan Jiu often felt very powerless. Although he knew that the other party was joking, every word those people said was like a cotton needle, hurting his heart all the time.

Why is this happening?

After his grandmother passed away, Nan Jiu felt that the world was becoming more and more boring.

He was only nineteen and he was already in so much pain, how did those who lived to be a hundred years old get through it?

So sometimes life is unfair. Later, when he was about to face death, the sudden emergence of the system and the 50 million that fell from the sky made Nan Jiu doubt many times whether he had schizophrenia.

Maybe his life was so miserable that even God couldn't bear to see it, so he sent someone to save him.

Fortunately, that person now exists in his stolen life and will stay with him for a long, long time.

The sound sounded very close to my ear, as if two people were whispering openly in the live broadcast room.

Si Mo clenched his fists and silently pinched Nan Jiu's legs out of the camera's sight, clenching his teeth and smiling hypocritically: "I'm hot!"

Nan Jiu was suddenly brought back to his senses by his pinch, his eyes moved downward, and his smile became even wider. He put his right hand on the back of Si Mo's hand, pinched it and said, "Brother, do you believe this yourself?"

[Ah ...

"Stop!" Si Mo let go of his hand and urgently stopped this endless farce: "Next question!"

Nan Jiu pried open Si Mo's palm, slid his five fingers in without hesitation, and then looked at the barrage again.

"Who is 1 and who is 0?"

Si Mo: “…”

Why are these questions so outrageous?!

Si Mo's eyes were gloomy: "Of course the top is me."

"Can't you see?"

momo: [Don’t say that, don’t say that, I really can’t tell, baby…]

The version of "My husband was taken away by someone named Nan": [Sorry, ex-husband, I stand with someone named Nan this time.]

The Invincible Super Popcorn King of the Universe: [Why don’t you watch the replay of the last live broadcast yourself, baby? ? ]

"..." Si Mo's face turned completely black. Can the show still be broadcast? !

The little fox seemed even cuter when his fur stood up, so Nan Jiu said, "Well, my wife is the top."

… …crab!

The question continued: "When was the last time you cooked?"

Nan Jiu thought for a moment and said, "Forty-five minutes ago?"

The barrage exploded again.

[What the hell?? ! ! It’s only been 50 minutes since the show started, and you guys are still so confused?]

[No wonder I thought Mobao’s neck was red, he said it was scraping!!]

"Maybe my brother is shy, he also won't let me bite him, saying it won't look good on camera." Nan Jiu's grievances were released, and he acted like a drama queen: "It hurts when he hits people."

Si Mo: “???” When did I hit you!

This is simply alarmist.

Wife at home, bad luck.

After the live broadcast, netizens had enough to say and went to bed satisfied.

But looking at Si Mo’s appearance before he went off the air, his face was redder than after being in a two-hour sauna. I predict that Nan will not have a good sleep tonight!

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In the past few days, Nanjiu has read a lot of travel guides and housing listings on the Internet.

He wanted to use the 50 million in his account to buy a house by the sea, and Si Mo's name would be written on the property certificate.

There are still four days left until Si Mo's birthday, which should be enough time for him to prepare some things, Nan Jiu calculated silently in his mind.

A few days later, the first radio drama "Soft Darkness and Constant Light" co-produced by the two began to be broadcast serially. The members of AL Studio posted on Weibo one after another to welcome the new members, although most of the fans had known Nan Jiu from the previous live broadcast.

Because the next day was Si Mo's birthday, everyone started planning secretly behind the scenes after recording today's progress.

Nanjiu left the recording studio early without telling him because he had to pick up the gift and guitar that he had customized a week ago.

But what he didn't expect was that he would see Xie Yingwei in the mall.