E-sports god's black powder

After using his own strength to shut up all the people who sprayed Habitat on the forum, Gu Qingyao lay back on the bed contentedly.

Although it is his nature to be nocturnal, vampires also like to stay in bed.

Especially the duvet is so comfortable.

The darkest hour of dawn passed, and the bloody smell over the city outside gradually dissipated...

A pair of fangs suddenly grew out of Gu Qingyao's mouth!

Gu Qingyao stuck out his tongue and licked his fangs, he slowly sat up from the bed, the duvet slipped off his shoulders.

It's obviously a very simple movement, but when Gu Qingyao makes it, there is always a sense of elegance in it.

He stretched out his feet and landed on the ground. When he stood up, the nightgown on the ground moved automatically without any wind. Gu Qingyao stretched out his hand, and the nightgown slipped on his body.

Gu Qingyao tied the belt of his nightgown, walked to the window, and pushed it open.

Just at that moment, the smell of blood that had subsided suddenly increased, and the smell of blood floated in the air.

The night in this city is not peaceful.

"Squeak!" The little bat slowly emerged from the mirror in the window, flapped its wings, and landed on Gu Qingyao's shoulder.

"Sin is everywhere, and how foolish it is to save fallen souls."

The little bat also became quiet. Unlike ordinary bats, it stood on two hind legs with its wings wrapped around its body, like a butler in the European Middle Ages.

Brilliant.

"Squeak."

"I also like Shen Yizhou, but he is not our food."

The first ray of sunlight in the dawn broke through the horizon, illuminating the scarlet color hidden in Gu Qingyao's eyes, he blinked, and suddenly stretched out his hand to scratch his chin.

"Well, but the duck blood vermicelli soup he made is delicious."

"Squeak!"

Gu Qingyao flicked his fingers impatiently, "Okay, okay, I'm so annoying." The little bat's claws scratched around on Gu Qingyao's nightgown, but it still couldn't resist the call of gravity, and slid all the way to the flowers outside the balcony. basin.

Gu Qingyao turned back and walked towards the bed. The window behind him was slowly closed as if pushed by an invisible force, and the little bat gradually merged into the window glass. In the next second, Gu Qingyao's back reappeared in the glass.

Tucking the pillow behind his waist, Gu Qingyao leaned halfway on the bed, and took out his mobile phone to watch the earnings of his live broadcast room.

After deducting platform fees and taxes, he made a net profit of 41.6 yuan a month. Gu Qingyao looked at the data for a long time, and manually transferred the money from the virtual account to his wealth management account.

Although the money is a little less, mosquitoes are still meat, no matter how small they are?

After living for tens of thousands of years, Gu Qingyao couldn't count how many treasures he had. He moved frequently during his life, and for the things he just lost, he could buy a suite with full payment in super first-tier cities.

That's why Gu Qingyao didn't bother to sign a contract with the platform, otherwise the money in his account would be divided into more than just a few gifts, including the money for live streaming, clicks, attention, likes, etc., plus the [-]-[-] share of the gifts after signing...

Gu Qingyao lazily counted on his fingers and found that he hadn't counted the number of fans?

Forget it, that doesn't matter.

So here comes the question, why does such a rich Gu Qingyao still rent a house?

Gu Qingyao put down his phone, outside the room Shen Yizhou had already gotten up and was cooking.

He took a deep breath of the smell of rice wafting in the air. If he was still a human being at this time, he would definitely be salivating by now.

He lifted the quilt and got off the bed directly, followed the scent with his slippers and went to open the bedroom door.

Shen Yizhou was cooking porridge with some lilies and goji berries in it, and the broth was stewed on the gas stove. He grabbed a handful of vegetables and put them in boiling water to blanch.

The green vegetables are dripping green after being out of the pan.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Shen Yizhou wiped his hands and turned around, "Are you up? Am I too loud?"

Gu Qingyao's little Jiujiu tied with a rubber band on his head has not been put down, but because he has been lying on the bed, he tilted to one side.

Coupled with his handsome appearance, although his image is messy, there is always an unspeakable cuteness, which makes people feel soft-hearted when they look at it.

"Come here and have some porridge first, you just had diarrhea yesterday, so don't feel bad about your stomach."

"Oh,"

In fact, Gu Qingyao wanted to drink the broth stewed in Shen Yizhou's casserole, and just smelling it made him want a big bowl!

One can imagine that although Shen Yizhou is sincere, he has a stubbornness. He just ran to the toilet yesterday, so Shen Yizhou will definitely not let him get oily today.

Well, just white porridge, it's better than nothing.

He walked to the table with slippers on and sat down, the slit of the nightgown slipped from his thigh, Gu Qingyao looked at his thigh and thought for a while, then pulled the stool and leaned against the table.

The thighs are perfectly covered by the tablecloth, Bingo!

Although Gu Qingyao didn't quite understand that they were all old men, even if he was walking around the house shirtless and wearing shorts, there was nothing wrong with him, why was he even wearing a nightgown, Shen Yizhou was still not satisfied?

A modern young man is actually more conservative than this old man.

Thinking of this, Gu Qingyao, an older Internet addict, took out his phone...

He glanced at Shen Yizhou, and under Shen Yizhou's inexplicable gaze, he calmly ordered Shen Yizhou's measurements and bought him a nightgown as well!

Hehe, he didn't believe it anymore, everyone had nightgowns, yet Shen Yizhou had the nerve to talk about him!

In fact, Shen Yizhou still felt quite guilty. When he came here to share the rent with Gu Qingyao, he agreed on the rent distribution plan.

Gu Qingyao took the big rent, while he took the small rent, with the additional clause that he was responsible for cleaning and cooking.

Cleaning up is easy, after all, that's what he usually does.

The key is cooking. Because Gu Qingyao often stays up late, he doesn't eat much of his cooking. Shen Yizhou guessed that Gu Qingyao should order takeaway at night.

What made him even more embarrassed was that Gu Qingyao had diarrhea nine times out of ten when he ate his food...

He wondered if he had poisoned himself while cooking, otherwise, why would his roommate eat it once?

In the past, Shen Yizhou never knew how much the house they rented was a month. Every time at the end of the month, he transferred 800 yuan to Gu Qingyao from WeChat. Sometimes he forgot to transfer it to Gu Qingyao and would not ask him for it.

Later, he accidentally met the landlord and found out that the house they lived in was 7800 yuan a month!

Shen Yizhou felt a little sorry, and mentioned the two-person AA system several times, but every time Gu Qingyao smiled and asked him to make the meal better.

Thinking of this, Shen Yizhou looked at Gu Qingyao who put down the porridge after taking a sip, and his worried hairline moved back.

"I pickled some sour radishes last week, how about you eat them with porridge?"

Gu Qingyao cast a resentful glance at the kitchen, "What are you cooking there?"

Shen Yizhou insisted on the bottom line, he wanted to persuade his roommate to change his schedule, otherwise his resistance would be too weak.

"Try to go to bed late today, don't always stay up late, even if it's a live broadcast, how many netizens can stay awake and wait for you to live broadcast at night?"

"There are a lot of people." Gu Qingyao stirred the porridge in the bowl with chopsticks, lowering his head slightly, "There are people who don't sleep at two o'clock at night."

While the two were talking, the kitten bought yesterday came out of Shen Yizhou's bedroom with steps that no relatives would recognize.

Gu Qingyao glanced over, the fur on the kitten's back exploded, and fled back to the bedroom with its tail straightened out and a whimper.

"Cut, love the cat..." Gu Qingyao muttered dissatisfiedly.

Shen Yizhou, "..."