The day I was forced to be a detective pendant

For a period of time after the live broadcast started, the anchor "Little Wild Cat" was still making preparations, taking a glass of water and switching off the microphone, sometimes there were people in front of the camera and sometimes no one.Bian Yao suddenly stood up and walked away. When he came back, he brought two bottles of drinks and a bag of corn chips.I was happy when I saw this: "Why, it's not watching a movie."

"It's about the same, it's still very entertaining." Bian Yao stuffed the corn chips into my arms, "I didn't eat enough tonight."

Although he got up and walked around, he could obviously drag another chair over, but Bian Yao still squeezed back onto this not-so-spacious armchair sofa.There was no place to rest his right leg at all, so he simply laid it across my leg unceremoniously.Arms wrapped around my back and resting on the back of the chair, he commanded boldly: "I'm out of hands, help me get the potato chips."

I pointed out mercilessly: "What you can't reach is the right hand, it's the left-hander."

Bian Yao began to play rogue: "I'm sore from playing basketball, I can't lift it up, I want to eat potato chips."

I looked at him with some surprise—what happened to Tsundere Cool Snake today, his whole body was limp and sticky.I asked: "Didn't your basketball team go to dinner at night? Why are you still not full? What did you eat?"

Bian Yao stared at me uncooperatively, so I had to twist a potato chip and hand it to his mouth. When he took the potato chip away, he accidentally caught my fingertip.I asked, "Do you want me to ask Mr. Qin if there is any leftovers?"

"No, I want to eat the married version of luxurious instant noodles." Bian Yao said.

I paused for a few seconds before I realized that Bian Yao was talking about the leftover instant noodles I made when I went to his house for the first time, and couldn't help laughing: "Oh, you said it so disgustingly at that time, so you were covering up your inner feelings for him. The longing of a wife. Did you lie to me to cook instant noodles and secretly want to see me wearing an apron?"

Bian Yao didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You talkative madman started again, right? Do you still want to see Little Wild Cat?"

"I don't want to see any little wild cats! I've been watching them all night, and I'm almost sick." I put my face in front of him with a smile, "Well, I'll just watch you and listen to the sound, and you are responsible for watching screen."

"Say that sentence again." Bian Yao held up the phone, "You said you don't want to see the little wild cat."

I asked: "Why?"

Bian Yao said: "I'll record it, and I'll play it to Serval when he comes back."

I:"……"

Bian Yao: "If he is dishonest in the future, I will release him repeatedly. Your father doesn't love you anymore!"

"Hahahahaha!" Seeing his childish appearance, I was overjoyed, and couldn't help leaning forward to kiss him, and wrinkled my nose after kissing—there was a faint smell of alcohol.

"Have you been drinking?" I asked.

"A little bit," Bian Yao said, and stretched out two fingers to indicate the degree of "a little bit".

No wonder this guy is so abnormal, I suddenly remembered that Fan Wujiu said that Bian Yao didn't drink well, and his reaction after getting drunk was very funny, so I immediately looked forward to it secretly.

But... I changed my mind, if Bian Yao really only drank that little wine, no matter how bad his drinking capacity is, he should wake up soon.

So a bad idea came to my mind.

"What," I said intentionally, "you went out to drink secretly by yourself, I want to drink too."

Bian Yao straightened up: "Then what should we do?"

I said: "Let's think about it, I remember we still have beer in the refrigerator, you can bring it up to drink with me."

Bian Yao showed a reluctant expression, and I immediately said: "Oh, forget it, anyway, I won't drink with me, don't give me a hug, and don't give me a drink."

My clumsy acting skills and aggressive tactics had a miraculous effect at this time, Bian Yao immediately went out and went downstairs barefoot.After 2 minutes, he trotted back with several cans of beer in his arms.

"Hey! Don't open it yet! You ran so fast, the can was shaken." I took the beer and put it on the ground by my feet, deliberately teasing him: "Hey, what's the matter, the nipples are frozen Woke up."

Bian Yao subconsciously blocked it with his hand, glared at me, looked at the sofa chair that I swaggered to occupy his front foot and back foot as soon as he walked, thought for a long time, and said, "I'll sit on you, and you hug me."

My eyebrows were about to rise into my hair, and I hesitantly put my legs together, but Bian Yao actually sat down without hesitation.

Although he is tall, he is not very heavy. There is only one problem: "Bian Yao...I can't see the computer."

He turned around: "Didn't you say to look at me and listen to the voice? That's how you look at it."

I helplessly stared at Bian Yao's back for a while—the little snake has broad shoulders and narrow waist, and it is really pretty. The beautiful butterfly bones move around under the flesh, and the line of the spine between the two back muscles forms a line. depression, and then two shallow waist dimples.The butt looks like it should feel good in the hand. In order to test this guess, I did not hesitate to get started.

"What are you doing?" Bian Yao turned to look at me, "Don't bother me."

"What's the matter, still can't touch it?" I deliberately poked him.

He thought for a while and said, "Touch it, it's all yours." He turned around again.

The voice of "Little Wild Cat" sounded again, with the rhythm of dance music—she didn't sound particularly interested, maybe the familiar rich brother hadn't entered the live broadcast room yet.I couldn't see anything anyway, so I simply reached out for a bottle of cold beer to drink.

When I pulled the ring of the can, dense white foam gushed out, and I quickly sipped it off.I looked at the bottle and can - it was Belgian beer, the alcohol content was not low, and it had a strong malt and smoky aroma. It was probably Fange's stock.The weather temperature has picked up rapidly recently, and it feels good to have such a bite.I took another big sip, and then pressed the cold jar against Bian Yao's back. Ordinary people would probably be aroused to jump up, but this guy turned around rather dullly and asked, "What's wrong?"

Me: "Pfft——"

He looked down at the beer can in my hand, his eyeballs slowly turned to one side, like a kid who is afraid of being called by the teacher in class, trying to avoid eye contact.

Me: "Drink, don't pretend you didn't hear, you promised me."

Bian Yao took two sips with great aggrievedness, and then chewed the bag of potato chips "Ka Chi Ka Chi", and the cruel figure was thrown into the sky.His current image is getting closer and closer to the cartoon snake that is repeatedly refreshed in my mind.I stretched my arm under his arm, touched his abs and thighs, and asked pretendingly, "Where are the potato chips? I want to eat them too."

Bian Yao moved uncomfortably, and I deliberately said: "Why, don't twist around, you have two bones in your buttocks that are so tight, you know that?"

His back was still for a moment, and he snapped the notebook shut suddenly, then turned around and said angrily, "Don't read it!"

I was stunned: "Why?"

"You're always making trouble!" he said unhappily.

"I don't have it, am I honestly making your sofa?" I turned on the computer again and patted my thigh again, "Come and sit."

After drinking, Bian Yao's reaction became a lot slower to the naked eye. He thought for a long time and didn't say a word to refute me. I put my arms around his waist and kissed his belly button, and said, "Come sit down!" , the sofa is ready, I'll hold you in my arms."

Bian Yao accepted the gesture, and this time he did not sit down with his back to me, but lay sideways on my thigh, with his left hand around my shoulder, forming a very weird princess hug posture - just like Tetris The "L" inside is misplaced.

He turned to continue watching the live broadcast, "Little Wild Cat" has already started to sell goods - she put some goods on the table, some pieces of paper can't see the content for the time being, but I'm sure that's what we care about thing.While responding to the questions on the public screen, she intentionally or unintentionally said highly suggestive sentences.

"The live broadcast platform has administrators wandering around in every room, and it will be blocked as soon as it finds irregularities. It is impossible for her to sell stickers blatantly." Bian Yao said, "I guess there is some secret code, or a private message channel."

I absent-mindedly said "oh", and said: "I have added her fan group WeChat on my account, and I will let you know if there is any news." In fact, I concentrated on studying the oblique muscles on his ribs that look like fish gills , I wondered how this was practiced.

"I don't know how many of her live broadcast viewers are students from our school. With her live broadcast style, I think there should be very few girls." Bian Yao is still analyzing seriously, but my observation target has shifted to his nipples| up.

Bian Yao turned around and stared at me, and I said innocently, "What's the matter, I'll just touch it, you said it's all mine. But...why didn't you react at all?"

"What kind of reaction do you want?" Bian Yao asked back, "They're all like you, screaming and wriggling when you touch them."

My face turned dark: "Why should I...you get up, I won't hug you anymore."

"I don't." Bian Yao simply put his head on the pillow, his forehead pressed against the side of my face, his posture suddenly became a little awkward, and he boldly put one leg on the table.

"Your posture is a bit indecent for the little wild cat." After I finished speaking, I was also happy, and glanced at the camera casually: "Hey, here it is!"

The anchor on the camera picked up the sticker: "This tattoo sticker, my regular customers should be very clear about it, if you know, pick a 1."

A large "1" flashed across the public screen, mixed with a few comments of "get on the little yellow car", Bian Yao said: "As expected, it has already reached a large scale."

The anchor then introduced the efficacy of the stickers. Her explanation was quite cryptic, but anyone who has heard of the medicine "three days and three nights" will soon be able to take a seat. 0

I saw that Bian Yao was watching seriously, and opened another can of beer to drink out of boredom.

Two hours later, at 01:30 in the morning, the live broadcast finally ended, and the "Little Wild Cat" shopping cart was also emptied of 700 sets of tattoo stickers.Generally, tattoo stickers on the market are only a few dollars, and designer models are no more than a few dozen dollars, but her special stickers are sold at a price of 50-70 per pattern. Secretly surprised and even tempted by the benefits.

It's just that compared to that, there is a more urgent problem in front of me-my legs are numb.

"Next time I want to hug you, I'd better turn into a snake. It's lighter, and it's easier for me to swing around and adjust my position." I hugged my calf with a sad face.

Bian Yao shook his head and stood up, closed the computer and yawned, looking sleepy - he was never sleepy up to this point, I don't know if it was because of the alcohol.

"Speaking of Bian Yao, didn't you claim that you are very philanthropic when you're drunk, and when you catch someone, you tell others that you love him?"

Bian Yao muttered, "Nobody was caught, only Brother Yue and the others..."

"Hey hey, then I drank wine today, why didn't I see you tell me?"

Bian Yao was quiet for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and looked at me: "Do you want me to tell you? That's why you gave me a drink."

After his interpretation, I felt a little embarrassed: "No, I... just want to see how you look after drinking, not for..."

I was really just curious about what Bian Yao looked like when he was drunk, and it wasn't for that purpose, but the more I explained it, the weirder it became.I looked into his bright orange eyes, and suddenly realized that I drank the two cans of beer, and he didn't drink a few sips from the beginning to the end, and he was far from drunk.

"It's a bit bad." Bian Yao suddenly whispered to himself.

"What's wrong."

"I thought about it, I love Brother Yue and Brother Fan so much." He gestured.

The range of his gestures was much bigger than "drink a little wine", I laughed: "As expected of a famous brother control."

Bian Yao added: "But I have known Brother Yue for nearly 20 years... I have known him since I was born. I have known Brother Fan for a shorter period of time, but it is about the same, and I have especially admired him since I was a child..."

I think the alcohol is still playing a role - Bian Yao actually admitted these feelings so frankly, which is not at all the usual awkward attitude of "don't mention this matter again".I laughed: "Of course, they are both your family members, and Zhu Huaixing, I guess the degree of intimacy between you is almost the same as your parents."

Bian Yao ignored me and said to himself, "And I've only known you for less than a year."

I understood what he meant, but I was not sure if I understood it completely. I was nervous for no reason, afraid of what answer I would hear.He concealed his face and said: "Yes, just a few months ago, you didn't even want to talk to me, because you thought I was an annoying person who meddles in other people's business."

Bian Yao looked at me seriously, nodded, and asked, "So, if I think I love you more than them, am I a bit of a bad person?"

I was stunned.

I stared at him, he looked at me, and ten seconds later, I realized that he was serious about sharing this obsession with me, and was still waiting for my answer.

I covered my face and knelt down.

Bian Yao asked strangely, "What's wrong with you?"

My face was flushed, and I gave him back the words he said about me before through my fingers: "It's really shameful that you can say such a thing without shame!"