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

On the day of the banquet, Song Zhuochen took Si Mo to enter through the VIP channel.

Everyone in the room was given a mask. Si Mo chose the most eye-catching color and put it on. The smooth, crimson-purple textured eyelids were inlaid with gorgeous diamonds, and a few fluffy feather tails extended upward from the corners of the eyes. The mask could only barely cover the eyes, not to the extent that people would not recognize them when they met, but it just added a sense of noble mystery to them.

Song Zhuochen chose a black mask. The man had a handsome face and wore a straight dark custom-made suit, a simple white shirt, and a crisp tie. He looked noble and casual.

Si Mo took two glasses of white wine from the sommelier and handed one of them to Song Zhuochen, thinking to himself: I have a really good eye for choosing men.

Hearing Si Mo's voice, Nuomi Tuanzi suddenly popped up to remind him: [Master, this is arranged for you by the system bureau, not chosen by you~]

Before he could finish his words, his neck suddenly tightened. Tuanzi looked at Si Mo's face with horror, thinking, "I'm wrong, I'm wrong."

"Stupid, you don't really think that I am willing to do things according to your arrangements because I am afraid of your power, right?"

Si Mo sneered disdainfully, his hands still exerting the same strength, his eyes calm but making people feel chilled for no reason: "No one can force me to do anything, especially something I don't want to do."

He did not regard the system bureau of the heaven as a submissive task. In Si Mo's mind, they were just in a cooperative relationship. He came down to look for love, and if he met someone he liked, Si Mo would have the patience to play with him. On the contrary, there were also many targets that he had killed.

The glutinous rice dumpling nodded like a woodpecker, chirping loudly, and Si Mo finally let it go. It quickly retracted its neck, flapped its wings and flew back to the sea consciousness in the pure white territory. On the only crooked tree full of spiritual light, there was a "bird's nest" made of golden silk cushions on the thickest branch.

Now, a moment of cheerfulness has resulted in a lifetime of introversion. Benben no longer dares to joke with the host casually. This is too scary! ((???|||))

As the two entered, the people around them all looked at the dignified man, and they could recognize his identity almost at a glance: Song Zhuochen.

But the next second, they also noticed that the boy standing closely next to the man was an omega.

The boy was already charming, and with the mask on his face, his facial lines seemed more smooth. His handsome appearance was breathtaking. One could not imagine how stunning the face would be without the mask.

The omega doesn’t look very old, only about eighteen or nineteen years old, but since he can stand next to Song Zhuochen, no one dares to underestimate him.

At this moment, Si Mo's attention was attracted by something. He took two steps and turned sideways. The positions of the two of them changed. Everyone could see clearly that Song Zhuochen's hand was on the omega's waist, and he moved slowly towards his arms, his eyes never leaving the boy for a moment.

The dignitaries in the distance looked at each other in bewilderment. After a glance, none of them could explain this scene. It was said that the eldest son of the Song family was arrogant and had been abstinent for many years without having a concubine by his side. So what was going on now? ?

Si Mo didn't notice at all that almost everyone in the banquet hall was looking at him, and their curious and inquiring gazes seemed to see through him.

...

He walked around the reception venue slowly like a leader on inspection, and took a piece of exquisite cake whenever he saw one. Eating sweets always makes people happy both physically and mentally.

Song Zhuochen raised the corner of his mouth and let him go. Seeing that a partner of a certain project was also there, he simply went over to say hello.

"Hey, who am I thinking it is? Isn't this my useless sissy brother?"

A eerie voice reached Si Mo's ears from not too far away. He raised his eyebrows slightly and turned around, and saw that it was the third son of the Si family, Si Mingyan.

Si Mingyan is not a prominent figure in the Si family. He has been very popular in the entertainment industry in recent years. Although he did not make obvious moves against the original owner like Si Yi, he did look down on Si Mo as well, because he felt that Si Mo was an omega who was useless to the family and an illegitimate child of unknown origin. He had double buffs and was completely useless except for pretending to be pitiful to win the old man's favor.

He had been present many times when Si Yi bullied the original owner but just watched coldly. He had seen the original owner crying helplessly many times, except in bed. Si Mingyan hated it the most when omegas cried. They were so sissy, weren't they just pretending to get the attention of the alpha?

"What a coincidence, it turned out to be my third brother." Si Mo dug out the original owner's memory of the person in front of him and replied slowly, "Another sister-in-law? This is the fifteenth one this month, right?"

His eyes swept over the plump, coquettish little boy who was holding Si Mingyan's arm, and his eyes were full of mockery.

As a public figure, Si Mingyan is unique in being so dissolute and ostentatious.

"You!" Si Mingyan clenched his fists angrily. He never thought that Si Mo would dare to speak to him like that. He looked at Si Mo with vicious eyes, as if he wanted to eat him alive.

The 'lover' Xiao O beside him tried to comfort Si Mingyan while glancing at Si Mo. He didn't know much about this illegitimate child. He only heard Si Mingyan mention him occasionally, saying that he was timid and had unknown origins. He was not worthy of entering the Si family and wanted to have a share of the inheritance without even considering who he was.

"This is not a place where any rotten fish or shrimp can enter. Brother, don't enter by mistake, or you will be kicked out and lose face for our Si family!"

Si Mingyan calmed himself down, straightened up as if thinking of something, and said to Si Mo with a look of disdain.

Si Mo has no power or influence. Even the invitation letter in his hand was obtained through connections. What right does Si Mo have to appear here?

A few days ago, Si Mingyan went back to the Si family because of an accident. His mother and eldest brother barely escaped danger but were still in a coma, with little chance of waking up. All matters related to Si Yi's funeral were handed over to him.

The relationships within the family are complicated, and their governance and education since childhood are different from those of ordinary people. Even though they are brothers, the relationship between him and Si Yi is only harmonious on the surface, and the final result will be that they will become competitors.

So after learning that someone had died, Si Mingyan's first reaction was not sadness. Instead, he felt a little relieved. There was one less person to pay, and half of the Si family's stuff was already in his hands.

After hastily arranging the funeral, Si Mingyan went to the old man to blow his hat, using this as an excuse to ask for tens of millions to squander. He has been living a prosperous life recently and has kept more than a dozen mistresses. In essence, he should thank the "accident" created by Si Mo.

Si Mo was worried that no one had anything to say to him, and now Si Mingyan took the initiative to come over and be confronted, which was exactly what he wanted.

[Master, this is the first-hand information I just got, it's absolutely true!] Tuanzi ran over again and sent these pictures to Si Mo with his mind.

These are photos of Si Mingyan when he booked the entire cruise ship and splurged a few days ago. Although the photo was taken from a candid angle, it is very clear and you can clearly see that the protagonist in the photo is Si Mingyan. There are seven or eight delicate omegas surrounding him. He is hugging them left and right, one in each hand, with a beaming look on his face.

If these were to get out, the image of aloof, affectionate and loyal people that he has maintained in the entertainment industry for a long time would be completely shattered.

I heard that he is organizing some idol rating contest recently, and Si Mingyan is determined to win the first place.

Si Mo nodded: You arrived on time this time.

Benben Yisuo wiped away tears [As long as the boss is happy, sob sob]

Stop scaring it (;′?????`)

Si Mo rarely used his divine power. Just when he was about to say a few words, he found that Si Mingyan's gaze passed around him and fell on a greasy man with a wretched face who was looking at Si Mo with disgust.

Si Mingyan immediately understood: "Oh~ So my brother got in this way. I should have said it earlier. Being kept is not something shameful. But my brother's vision is really... unique."

As soon as he finished speaking, Si Mingyan hugged his lover meaningfully and smiled, his eyes full of mockery.

He said that Si Mo had only this face that was useful, and it was good for nothing except hooking up with people outside.

Si Mo retracted his gaze, briefly glanced around, and deliberately replaced the clear wine in his hand with a glass of deep red wine, and poured it on Si Mingyan's smiling face:

"I'll take care of your mother!"

“Ahhhh Si Mo, how dare you...!” Si Mingyan was in a mess, but he still moved his left hand away as quickly as possible. He rented the watch specially to show off at this party. He couldn't afford the original one, and if it got damaged by the water, he would not be able to afford several more.

boom--

There was a sound of a wine glass breaking, and Si Mo crushed the glass with his bare hands without even changing his expression. Several pieces fell from his palm, and he kept the sharpest one in his hand, approaching Si Mingyan step by step: "What am I afraid of?"

Si Mingyan retreated step by step, and the movement here attracted the attention of many people.

Thinking that Si Mo was an omega, Si Mingyan had an idea. He released aggressive pheromones, trying to oppress the person in front of him.

At the very least, he is an alpha, and there is no inherent comparison between the two.

Little O beside him felt something was wrong and looked at Si Mingyan timidly, but the other party did not notice him, or rather, Si Mingyan did not care about his condition at all.

Si Mingyan stared at Si Mo leisurely, waiting to see him begging for mercy like he did.

"How interesting." Si Mo murmured softly, curling up one corner of his mouth. The piece of glass continued to move forward and approach Si Mingyan's throbbing neck pulse, and his condition was not affected at all.

Si Mo even felt that the attacks of lower creatures were a little too cute.

How could this be... Si Mingyan was stunned, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and he released more erogens in disbelief.

He felt a sinking sensation at his waist, and the familiar sandalwood scent enveloped Si Mo. He froze for a moment, and finally stopped and did not approach.

"Brother, are you back?" Si Mo took the time to greet Song Zhuochen.

The back of my neck seemed to be pressed lightly by someone, but before I could react, the warmth disappeared, leaving only a foreign body sensation.

Si Mo raised his hand and touched it. It seemed to be a sticker or something like that.

The next second, Si Mingyan's face turned pale, and the little lover beside him slipped and knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face out of fear.

Seeing who it was, Si Mingyan's face was chapped and his expression was unbearable: "Master Song..., what's wrong..."

His eyes moved strangely between Si Mo's hand on his waist and the face of the man behind him, as if he had thought of something, and instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

Could it be that the loser is with Song Zhuochen? ?

The pheromones of S+alpha are many times higher than those of an ordinary alpha like Si Mingyan. What he feels now is the real "oppression".

"What happened?" Song Zhuochen tilted his head, his voice softer than ever before.

"Nothing, just a fun game."

In less than a minute, Si Mingyan's legs began to weaken, but he knew very well that he could not afford to offend the person in front of him. Not to mention him, even the entire Si family could not afford to offend Song Zhuochen.

"I am blind, Master Song, please... please spare me..."

"What do you think, Mo Mo?" Song Zhuochen ignored the person in front of him and asked Si Mo slowly.

After adapting for a long time, Si Mo still felt uncomfortable on the back of his neck, so he simply reached out and tore off the barrier patch. "Whatever, I'm tired too."

Song Zhuochen was caught off guard by Si Mo's actions. His deep pupils shrank slightly, and he absorbed the pheromones as quickly as possible, still looking at Si Mo with a worried look on his face.

But the young man in his arms didn't seem to be affected at all. Song Zhuo felt relieved but also a little surprised.

Si Mingyan got a chance to catch his breath and fled quickly. Little O on the ground wiped away her tears and followed quickly.

But he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he heard a hollow and melodious voice in Si Mingyan's ears, which seemed to be Si Mo, but also seemed not to be.

The voice said, "Let you go this time."

...

After everything was settled, Si Mo turned around and threw himself into Song Zhuochen's arms, looking at him with starry eyes: "What does this mean?"

The barrier patch was held in front of Song Zhuochen and shaken playfully.

"It's better to wear something." Thinking of the scene just now, Song Zhuochen was a little scared: "I don't want you to get hurt."

I don’t want to, and I won’t.

Si Mo didn't care, "I've already said it, I'm a god, these things are useless to me."

He was telling the truth, even though it sounded hard to believe.

Song Zhuo looked at Si Mo, nodded after a while and said, "Okay, I got it."

He already knew that Si Mo was capable, and there must be more things behind him that he didn't know about, but this didn't stop him from liking Si Mo.

...

"Like it?" Song Zhuochen noticed that Si Mo's eyes fell on the finale jewelry that had just passed by him and was sent to the display stand to be auctioned later, so he asked in a low voice.

Si Mo withdrew his gaze and shook his head. It was just a diamond. He would only look at it because it flashed in his eyes. Something of this size could only be regarded as an inconspicuous gem on the roadside in Jiuqing Mountain.

At the foot of the Yao Cave of the Qingmei Fox Clan is the richest and most prosperous area in the entire heaven. Every year, even the little Heavenly Lord, who succeeded to the throne at the age of only 300, would be specially invited to the fox cave to ask for gifts on important occasions such as his mother's birthday.

"No, that thing is good-looking but useless. It is not as happy as a piece of strawberry cake."

Si Mo picked up the plate again, scooped a spoonful and put it into his mouth, his eyes gradually curled up.

Along the way, many people came to curry favor with Song Zhuochen, but he rejected them one by one. He followed Si Mo honestly and never left his side.

I saw with my own eyes that Si Mo tasted most of the small cakes on the booth.