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

Just as he was about to ask again, Song Wenqi on the other side took the lead and took over the topic: "How can you refuse if you don't see it?"

Wang Chi was stunned and didn't come back to his senses for a long time: "Ah?" In fact, he still found it unbelievable until a long time after hanging up the phone.

"Xiao Song, why are you willing to choose us?"

After hearing this, Song Wenqi looked at Si Mo deliberately and said seriously: "Personally, I prefer the...friendly team atmosphere of the SKP team."

In fact, if it weren't for the man in front of him he wouldn't have anything to do with them at all.

Nor would I be so bored as to solo with a mid laner just because he disliked me for no reason.

"Leader, don't worry."

"Since I have chosen to sign with your team, I will not change."

……

"Oh, good, that's good." Wang Chi sighed as he spoke. The heavy weight hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground. He relaxed and asked casually, "You will officially report here tomorrow... Hey, what is the boss doing now?"

Seeing that he was mentioned on the other end of the phone, Si Mo widened his eyes and silently warned Song Wenqi, fearing that he would say something explosive again...

Si Mo jumped down from the table. His legs were numb from sitting there for so long. The keyboard, mouse and other items were all squeezed to the side.

He slowly and methodically buttoned up his shirt one by one, in front of Song Wenqi. For some reason, he always felt that the smell of provocation in the air was particularly obvious.

Song Wenqi calmly drank a sip of boiled water and said, "He's getting dressed."

?

He said buttoning is putting on clothes, this bastard must be being vague on purpose! !

Si Mo pressed Song Wenqi's mouth and hurriedly snatched the phone. Poor Old Wang had no idea what was going on but was already filled with resentment: "Why are you so gossipy?! I'm hanging up now!"

"……what?"

Wang Chi didn't know what he said wrongly. How could a mere concern be considered gossip...

He put away the phone in confusion, and when he turned around, he almost gave Lao Wang a heart attack.

This group of brats appeared behind him in the corridor which was originally empty. They didn't make any sound and lay there eavesdropping like ghosts!

Seeing that they were discovered, several people came out laughing, pushing and shoving each other, and finally decided unanimously to push their harmless and simple little poor thing to the front.

Jiang Mo complained in a confused voice: "Didn't you want to hear it..."

"What are you doing?" Old Wang narrowed his eyes and asked in a deep voice like an old dean.

"Lao Wang, were you talking to Qi Shen and the others on the phone just now? How is he going? Is he leaving or not?"

Although they really met Song Wenqi in person at the base that day, it still gave these guys a serious sense of distortion.

Wang Chi raised his voice and snorted, grabbing the man who was talking by the ear: "What are you talking about! Do you really want people to leave?"

He couldn't hold back his joy, so there was no need to ask specifically. After a while, Wang Chi repeated Song Wenqi's words with a proud look on his face, and even deliberately imitated his tone, which made the members of the base laugh.

"Did he really say that?"

Pei Nan, who had been silent and expressionless in the back, suddenly asked with a hint of surprise on his face.

Damn friendly atmosphere...

Even he himself felt that he was targeting Song Wenqi yesterday. Although after losing the game, the humiliation and regret that came over him made him unable to sleep well the whole night, Jiang Nan still reviewed the game and suddenly felt a little regretful.

Why would he target someone for no reason? There was no grudge between them. It was just that he saw Mo Mo, who had always been around him, suddenly showing his affection to Song Wenqi, so he might be a little...jealous.

Therefore, unless Song Wenqi has some extraordinary insensitivity, he really can't see it.

"Brother Nan...what's wrong with you?"

Pei Nan was already upset, and now Jiang Mo was hanging around him again, and the worry in his eyes didn't seem fake.

"I thought about it, and I always felt that you seemed to have some misunderstanding about Qi Shen yesterday. In fact, he..." Jiang Mo carefully observed Pei Nan's expression and explained in a low voice.

Song Wenqi, it's Song Wenqi again!

When he joins the team in the future, he will have more and deeper contacts with Jiang Mo. Whenever Pei Nan thought of this, he felt like a pair of big hands were clutching his heart, making him feel uncomfortable and unable to breathe.

"Jiang Mo."

"Ah..." Jiang Mo was stunned. It seemed that he had not heard such a strange tone from Pei Nan's mouth for a long time. He still called his name.

"Do you think I'm good to you?"

Jiang Mo nodded without comment: "Okay, Brother Nan is very good to me."

"Then do you know why I am so nice to you in the entire base? Am I the same to others?"

It seems not... Jiang Mo recalled that since he started working with Pei Nan, everyone in the base seemed to feel that Pei Nan was a little cold, unwilling to talk, or talk a lot of nonsense.

But he would prepare milk for his little assistant on time, and would remind him to take medicine when he was sick, even using a coaxing tone without any scruples.

Pei Nan would not take care of anyone meticulously, except that person is Jiang Mo.

"I know, because I'm your assistant, and we have to train and get along longer than others..." Jiang Mo glanced at his increasingly dark face and swallowed unconsciously: "Isn't it?"

Jiang Mo almost had a puzzled look on his face: "That's because the relationship between our elders is very good. Brother Nan and I have known each other since childhood, so he will take care of me a little more."

Pei Nan suddenly turned his head away. He was almost laughing out of anger. There really were people who were so naive. For a moment he didn't know whether Jiang Mo was cute or stupid.

"Brother Nan..." Jiang Mo stared in a daze at the hand that Pei Nan suddenly stretched out and restrained his wrist.

"Come with me." Pei Nan's brows were filled with gloomy hostility. He pulled Jiang Mo away from the crowd and came to an empty corridor. There was only a fluorescent green safety escape sign on the side to illuminate them.

The security door was slammed shut, and Jiang Mo's body shrank instinctively. The next moment, Pei Nan was free from the force pulling him, and Jiang Mo's back hit the tile wall heavily.

Even so, there was still more doubt in his eyes. Jiang Mo never felt that it was dangerous for him to stay with Pei Nan. On the contrary, Pei Nan was the person he trusted and relied on the most in the entire base.

But the man in front of him now had bloodshot eyes, as if he was about to say something, but was hesitant to control himself.

"Brother Nan..." Jiang Mo called softly and looked at him worriedly.

…………

After five minutes, the blush on Si Mo's face and neck finally faded away.

After calming down, he caught up with Song Wenqi and asked, "Before, when you were outside... and in the morning, you were always looking at your phone and computer. Was it because of those team emails?"

"Yes." Song Wenqi's head drooped limply on the back of Si Mo's neck. He hugged Si Mo's waist from behind and held him in his arms, eagerly and greedily absorbing the scent from his body, like sucking the scent of a cat.