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

[What's going on? Kong Yu's account was hacked?]

[It seems... not like that. At this moment, I feel like a fool.]

[wc This comment made me laugh for no apparent reason. Fortunately, the words in my dialog box have not been sent out yet.]

[Kong Yu is absolutely crazy, it turns out we are all deceived.]

[No, according to that, Si Mo is really miserable? Not only was his spot taken away, but he was also scolded. I think the Internet is crazy.]

[… …Stop talking, I’m already slapping myself.]

"..."

Si Mo waited until Kong Yu finished posting on Weibo, and as if he had seen through his thoughts, he withdrew his magical power when he hid the phone behind him, and the phone with a broken screen became frozen again.

Benben handed a rope to Si Mo at the right time in his sea of ​​consciousness, and Si Mo pretended to take it out from behind and tied Kong Yu's hands and feet together.

"What are you doing!" Kong Yu looked at him in horror: "I sent it according to your wishes, you can't..."

Si Mo slapped the hands that had just tied the person in disgust, "If you make any more noise, I'll cut off your tongue!"

Kong Yu immediately fell silent, his face pale as he pursed his lips tightly, not daring to move his eyes away from Si Mo's face but not daring to look directly into his eyes.

"I promised not to kill you myself, but I can't help you."

"Well, I'll tie you up for a day and a night, and I'll come back to see you tomorrow. If you're still alive—"

Kong Yu's eyes widened, and he was so shocked by Si Mo's words that he was speechless.

How could he wait for a whole day and night?! In a few hours at most, he would be dead.

"You lied to me! Si Mo!"

Si Mo nodded, not denying his words. After a pause, he continued what he had just said: "If you are still alive, then you are lucky."

"Then I will continue to tie you up for two more days and nights."

……

Kong Yu originally thought that Si Mo would say that he would save him if he was still alive.

The empty wilderness was filled with desperate insults. After finishing his job, Si Mo turned around and left cleanly as if nothing had happened.

After he could no longer see Si Mo's back, Kong Yu carefully kicked his legs and rubbed against the phone to call for help, but the phone had been working normally only a moment ago, and now it was completely like a useless brick.

Kong Yu was truly desperate. Now he only had endless regrets. Why did he blindly go and provoke that lunatic?

After leaving, Si Mo thought while driving, and felt that he was too gentle recently. It may also be that today is more important, he does not want to kill, he still has to meet Jin Sixian. He can't get his hands dirty.

It seemed that his temper had been calmed down since he found the Lord God. Because of his love, the things he cared about in his heart also increased.

But love is not confinement. No matter what he does, his lover will accept him unconditionally.

—

At the last minute, Si Mo successfully arrived at the exhibition hall.

Almost as soon as he got off the car, Jin Sixian saw the familiar figure through the chaotic crowd.

His heart finally settled down, and he walked quickly towards Si Mo. Outsiders thought that the reason he was so anxious was just because of their cooperative relationship. If there were no musicians in the exhibition, something would be missing.

"Come in first." Si Mo smiled, and the sharpness in his eyes was gone, leaving only gentle comfort to his lover.

The clock pointed to the hour, and there was not much emotion on Jin Sixian's face. He just touched his palm in front of him vaguely, and it was warm.

He swallowed his worried questions for the moment and watched Si Mo walk towards the piano chair in the center.

Jin Sixian was not very interested in the whole process. He just wanted it to be over quickly and then see what happened to Si Mo.

He didn't know why, but he always felt something was strange. Si Mo was obviously in a normal state and didn't say anything, but the worry in his heart took deep root.

At the same time, somewhere in a corner of the gallery, a man wearing a black mask and holding a miniature camera was watching the surrounding situation with his peripheral vision.

A closer look revealed that his pupils were a dangerous blue color, and he was carefully observing everyone present. Finally, his gaze fell behind Si Mo who was playing a piece.

The camera was pointed at the boy's back and the shutter button was pressed accurately, and a breathtakingly beautiful side profile was saved.