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

Si Mo avoided looking at them, trying to selectively skip the ones that were spamming on the screen: "Love O2O? Sure."

"Then the next one..."

As he was speaking, a message alert suddenly rang from the phone he had placed aside.

A warm white head portrait popped up, showing a slender and distinct hand resting between two pairs of white velvet ears. The photo was a little blurry, and at first glance it looked like it was sunken into some fine velvet fabric. Only a corner of it was exposed.

Si Mo: ...

When did he take the photo?

The most important thing is that hateful remark, which was forced by Jin Sixian to be changed by Si Mo in front of him.

[Dear husband 1: Hey, the meal is ready.]

[Dear husband: When will it end?]

[Dear husband: I miss you.]

[Dear husband: Wife, hello, baby...]

"..."

God damn, how long has he just started live streaming? And now the distance between him and the man is only one door in and one door out?

Si Mo's phone was bombarded with messages. Netizens in the live broadcast room watched the whole process and saw when Si Mo turned around and speechlessly rolled his eyes at the figure behind him.

The barrage exploded again.

【Ahhh, who is it that keeps sending messages to Mobao! 】

[Do you even need to guess? I vote for Teacher Jin. ]

[Men, you can't wait to snatch my wife, right? 】

[Hurry up and shout with me, let Teacher Jin appear on camera! ]

[You vote and I vote, Teacher Jin will debut right now! 】

【Appearance +1】

【+2】

【… …】

Si Mo frowned slightly, picked up his ringing cell phone, and started typing unhappily.

His fingers tapped loudly on the screen, as if in frustration, as if that was either the phone screen or the man himself.

[S:.]

[S: Come in.]

His attitude towards Jin Sixian was not very good, and the words "Don't get close to me" were always written on his face.

If it weren’t for the live broadcast, Si Mo wouldn’t even bother to smile.

Because this bastard is really too much!

Someone was having a horny night tonight, and Si Mo didn't know what was wrong with him. He felt like he was being held down almost the entire day after he got home. Now he's in pain everywhere except for his fingertips.

It seems like this happened after I came back from the hospital.

This was his fourth bath before the show started.

[Dear husband: Now? Are you done?]

Si Mo did not reply to him.

A few seconds later, there were two knocks on the door behind him. But Si Mo didn't close the door at all. Jin Sixian might have done so purely out of politeness.

"Can I come in?" Jin Sixian said.

He lowered his eyes and looked into the unobstructed camera on the opposite side before looking at Si Mo again, as if he was really seeking consent.

【Ahhhhh it really is Teacher Jin!!!】

[No, why do I remember that it wasn't like this just now? ]

[… …Are you stupid? Can we watch them for nothing? Aren’t you afraid that Mo Bao will dig out our eyes? ]

[That’s right. And if Mr. Jin had appeared on camera like that just now, his live broadcast room would have been blocked. That would have been the end of the game.]

[Forget it, it’s more important for you two to live a good life. It’s okay for me to see you less… (wipes tears from the corners of his mouth)]

Hearing the voice, Si Mo finally gave him a glance and quietly scanned the man standing at the door.

Jin Sixian didn't know when he had changed into a set of clothes that covered everything that needed to be covered.

Si Mo looked down again and found that the dog man was wearing the same clothes as him.

… …

Scheming.

"Don't talk nonsense," Si Mo said with a light sigh, squinting at him, raised his chin and ordered, "Come here."

"Yeah, okay." Jin Sixian nodded, turned around and closed the door, then walked over to sit next to Si Mo. Two people were sitting very close to each other on the horizontal piano chair. The air conditioner was blowing at a suitable temperature. Behind the camera, Si Mo felt his waist was being held.