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

"Oh, there's still half left. We can't waste it." Si Mo said with narrowed eyes, while pouring the remaining half pot of boiling water on their faces, treating them equally.

After doing all this, he looked around to see if there was anything useful.

With a glance, I saw the bottle of certain water standing on the bedside, which was particularly outstanding.

"High heat, sexual performance, effective in one second, fun, long lasting..."

It was a bit eye-catching, but Si Mo didn't look down and praised it with satisfaction: "This is it."

Benben covered his eyes with his paws, but couldn't help but open them a little out of curiosity.

【Eh~】

【ah…】

[Ouch! ]

[Tsk, tsk. 】

Five minutes later, Si Mo clapped his hands in a gesture of accomplishment, turned around and walked out the door without any reluctance, and ordered, "I leave it to you. Remember not to miss a single frame."

Who should I invite to watch such a wonderful show?

"Send it to their wives after recording." Si Mo thought.

These two wretched men are not gay, they are just used to messing around outside and have never tasted the taste of a man, so they bought the original owner from Ye Wenyu.

【Ahhhh, don't do that, Master??＞?＜??】

Seeing Si Mo was about to leave, Ben Ben hurriedly followed him [If I keep watching, I'll get stye! ]

[Use this, use this!] Capibara rummaged through his little private vault and finally pulled out a camera:

[The latest model in the divine world, guaranteed full video and high definition. 】

"Okay." Si Mo twisted his neck lazily, broke into the door, and turned left to go downstairs.

After getting the consent, he quickly and clumsily set up the bracket, then gave him a last look of disgust and went after his boss.

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After leaving the hotel, Si Mo went to the barber shop first to change his hairstyle and color. All of this was done to please Ye Wenyu, but Si Mo liked none of it.

Coming out of the store, the bright-eyed and handsome red-haired boy attracted the attention of most people.

Si Mo cut his shoulder-length hair to just past the back of his neck, so that he could tie it up in a bun. The sea king red color suits him very well, and he looks like a rebellious little wolf.

When he got a taxi home, there were exactly ten minutes left before the live broadcast.

Si Mo took a shower to wash away the strange fragrance and smell of alcohol in the room, and as usual, sat in front of the computer and started the show on time.

Because of Ye Wenyu’s incident, his reputation is not very good at the moment.

But I have to admit that the original owner genuinely loves this job and even wants to do it well.

After learning that he had such a hidden mysterious identity, Si Mo smiled faintly.

"Hello everyone, welcome to my live broadcast room."

Si Mo smiled sweetly at the screen and waved his hand again.

[Ahhh, am I dreaming??! The baby seems to be very happy today. He actually smiled at the camera and said hello to us!!]

[You got a new hairstyle, this color suits the baby very well~]

[A piece of hemp powder softened gently!!!]

[Admin brothers and sisters, please pay attention to the control of comments today. It is predicted that there will be a large number of haters coming...]

As soon as the show started, hundreds or even thousands of comments began to roll in. Si Mo looked towards the upper right corner and saw that the number of comments was still rising.

But not all of them are fans. I guess most of them are just here to watch the show.

Si Mo took advantage of the time when the game update was loading to respond to a few comments.

[What's going on with Ye Wenyu on the hot search? What's the matter with him? 】

"Ye Wenyu? I would have almost forgotten about it if you hadn't mentioned it." Si Mo said without any emotion on his face: "If you must say, who doesn't have a stain in their life?"

"A qualified ex should be as if dead, instead of getting angry and humiliated when the reconciliation fails, and smearing the ex online by twisting right and wrong to build up a persona for yourself, don't you agree?"

[What? ? Momo baby, are you guys really dating? Woohoo, I'm so jealous that he once had you. I also want to kiss and hug the baby. ]

[Huh? ? Why is this different from what's online? Didn't it say that you were pestering Ye Wenyu? ]

Si Mo frowned slightly, and his voice became a few degrees colder: "Don't talk nonsense, he and I don't have these."

As the comments scrolled by, Si Mo raised his eyes and explained, "I am a bit of a germaphobe and cannot stand dirty things touching me."

Before the comment that said Si Mo was persistent was turned over, the fans who were attacking him all came to defend Si Mo:

[Pah, ah, ah, stop it, he doesn't even look at what he looks like before trying to get close to Mo Bao, is he worthy of Mo Bao chasing him and licking his boots? ]

[That's right! Our baby has been with Ye Wenyu for 800 times, and that idiot still doesn't know how to cherish him.]

[As expected, now that he has escaped from the shadow of the bad man, Mo Bao seems to be much more lively. 】

[Baby, let’s not mention him, and the haters will just block him! ]

……

"Today's arrangement should be entertainment matching in the first half, and random fan ranking in the second half." Si Mo started the game and said after putting on the headset.

There was no such activity before. He would just play games silently with his head down, express gratitude for gifts from time to time, and go offline at a certain time, mechanically as if he was completing a task.

Sometimes Ye Wenyu would give him a good look when looking at the increasing balance in his bank card, and the original owner's mood would also be affected a little better, and vice versa.

As soon as these words were spoken, the barrage of comments exploded again. Some fans said they would go online and wait, while some black fans were disdainful and criticized, threatening to challenge and beat the anchor in a one-on-one fight.

After several games, Si Mo won by a one-sided beating.

At this moment, a pop-up window in the lower right corner of the computer suddenly pushed a live broadcast of a league match.

They have advanced all the way from the round of 16 to now, and now the two teams are competing for the championship.

SKP and NOG teams.

These two teams are at the most famous high positions in the field of e-sports, and their strength along the way is obvious to all.

Looking at the familiar faces on the screen, Si Mo raised his eyebrows slightly. He stopped what he was doing and said calmly, "I'm tired from playing, why don't we watch the game and take a break."

As he spoke, he shrunk his profile picture and moved it to the lower left corner of the computer, enlarged the pop-up game window to the big screen, and leaned back lazily on the table with his hands folded.

"Tsk," Seven minutes into the game, the two teams finally got their first kill, which was taken by NOG's jungler. Si Mo also said with dissatisfaction, "This wave of mistakes is 90% the fault of SKP's support."

"He's counting down slowly."

[Ah, this...? Although, baby, you are so brave to say it. Are you really not afraid of being...]

[The anchor’s behavior should not affect the fans (fold your hands together jpg.)]

The true fans who were desperately defending Si Mo just now shrank their necks when they heard Si Mo's speech.

Why do I feel a chill on my back?