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

Although he said it, it was not until two minutes later when Song Wenqi sent him a location address that Si Mo realized that he seemed to have misunderstood.

"Then just come over to my house."

Si Mo: “?”

Song Wenqi: "I just think that doing it myself might be more sincere."

"If you don't want to..."

"Stop." Si Mo seemed to smell some extraordinary tea aroma. He changed his clothes and walked out: "I'll be there. See you in ten minutes."

He should know that he can cook, which is a plus point, right? Song Wenqi curled his lips when he saw Si Mo's message.

Because the two of them lived very close to each other, Si Mo located the place by turning half a circle in the building area at the back and found the place.

After opening the door, Si Mo was standing outside. Song Wenqi looked him up and down, looking a little dazed.

The boy was wearing a loose black British-style shirt and a silver watch on his wrist. The thin veins on the back of his hand made his white and slender finger bones look even more sexy.

He tied his black and white striped tie meticulously, but the top button of his collar was not fastened tightly, revealing his sunken collarbone.

The lower part of the shirt was tucked into the pants by a belt, making Si Mo's waist look slimmer and legs longer.

A pair of beautiful fox eyes were captivating. The young boy just stood there, exuding a strong sense of being a husband.

"What's wrong? You won't let me in?" Si Mo stared at the stunned Song Wenqi and asked innocently, "God Qi?"

"Or there is something wrong with me." After saying that, he imitated the way Song Wenqi looked at himself and examined his whole body again.

"No." Song Wenqi immediately looked away from Si Mo's face and made way for him: "... Sorry."

After waiting for people to come in, he closed the door and said, "It's just a meal, there's no need... to dress like that."

Song Wenqi wanted to say something but stopped himself, and because he didn't dare to look directly at Si Mo, a red spot appeared behind his ears and his whole body was heating up.

Si Mo raised his eyes to look at him, then smiled and said, "No, it's because I have something important to do later, so I have to dress formally."

Song Wenqi nodded in astonishment, and then he heard Si Mo ask: "Isn't it pretty?"

Doesn’t it look good? Yes, it does look good. It’s very beautiful.

It's so beautiful that I can't bear to look away.

Song Wenqi's breathing became heavier, and he said bluntly: "It looks very good, and it suits you very well."

"Thank you." Si Mo deliberately moved closer to him and pretended to put down the suit on his arm accidentally.

The wind brought by passing by was mixed with a hint of men's cologne and a light orange scent, which was a very pleasant smell of shower gel.

"Si Mo." Song Wenqi turned around and called him.

Si Mo raised his eyes: "Hmm?"

After the young man responded, Song Wenqi stopped talking again. How could he explain that he didn't have any purpose and just wanted to call you?

Finally, Si Mo looked at him with amusement, his fox eyes teasing: "Don't call me brother anymore?"

"..."

Although he had been mentally prepared for being exposed, when it was mentioned to his face, it was obvious that Song Wenqi was not prepared enough.

"Just kidding." Si Mo saw that his goal had been achieved and Song Wenqi was obviously aroused, so he stopped teasing him: "Let's continue talking about what happened on the phone just now."

[Tsk tsk, it’s just a cover]

[The fox master dressed like this, he is definitely here to seduce the Lord God! 】

In the world of the players, only Benben is awake! !

Song Wenqi handed the freshly brewed American coffee to Si Mo, and sat down opposite him after hearing this: "I thought about it seriously last night when I got home."

"Joining the team is actually nothing."

"If you need me."

No matter what the others said, Song Wenqi knew clearly that he could not refuse any request made by Si Mo.

He said he was considering it, but in fact, from the moment Si Mo personally extended the olive branch to him yesterday, he had subconsciously been willing.

The stars that he once could see but not touch were now beside him, and he no longer had to peek like a coward to see the bright moon.

"Come with me later, I'll show you the base."

After breakfast, while Song Wenqi was clearing the plates, Si Mo secretly raised his phone and pressed the shutter.

Later, he posted on WeChat Moments: "My wife loves me so much that she took the initiative to make me a loving breakfast, which was so delicious."

(Song Wenqi version blocked)

Song Wenqi stopped and looked at him: "The important thing you said is to accompany me?"

It turned out that he had already guessed that he would agree.

Si Mo gave him a sly smile: "Hmm."

-

"This is our SKP leader, Wang Chi." Si Mo briefly introduced him to Song Wenqi, then said, "Aqi, go over there first. I have something to talk to Lao Wang about."

Song Wenqi's eyes suddenly lit up and he nodded obediently: "Okay."

"Hello, hello. I've heard a lot about you. Go ahead, go ahead..." Wang Chi was so surprised to see Song Wenqi in person that he started to speak incoherently: "Oh my God, boss, am I dreaming?!"

Si Mo took a breath without saying a word, raised his hand and patted his shoulder heavily, gritted his teeth and said, "Are you awake?"

"Hmmmm wake up... wake up!!"

Wang Chi rubbed his aching shoulders distressedly. He wondered how their boss, who looked skinny and weak, could be so strong when he moved his hands?!

"Tell me quickly, how did you trick them into giving you money?"

"I saw that the neighbor offered 40 million but failed to snatch Song Wenqi. Boss, you won't lose our club just to recruit a great player, right..."

Si Mo threw the contract he had just taken into Wang Chi's arms expressionlessly, raised his chin and said, "Look for yourself."

Wang Chi flipped through a few pages in confusion, and the next second his eyes widened, and he was so surprised that an egg could be stuffed into his mouth.

He held up two fingers and pointed: "Eight... eight million?!"

"...Boss, tell the truth."

"Did you rush into someone's house and put a knife to Song Wenqi's neck to threaten him?"

Although the signing fee of eight million is not a small amount, and generally e-sports players with some ability receive this price, but using it on Song Wenqi is like giving alms to a beggar.

"Tsk." Si Mo was too lazy to look at his worthless appearance, so he specifically instructed: "When Song Wenqi comes here in the future, there is no need to deliberately give him any preferential treatment. It is unfair to other team members and will avoid unnecessary trouble."

"Remember, they are all e-sports players, and they are all in high spirits. The best proof is that if you want to be respected, you have to rely on your strength."

……

The contract states that during the training period, Song Wenqi can choose to train with the team for three consecutive days on weekdays and coordinate his playing style with his teammates. He can return to his home for the rest of the time and does not have to live in the base.