The Heartthrob Becomes An NPC In the Supernatural Live Broadcast

Su Nanzhi's voice was very soft.

Just by smelling it, it reminds people of soft and glutinous rice cakes.

Hoo hoo.

As soon as it was poked, it sank inward, while wrapping itself, while stubbornly bouncing back.

It is also like a young animal scratching its cheeks, self-willed and coquettish. When the owner touches it, it will be soft and slippery, scratching people, and glaring at people with beautiful eyes.

Weirdly cute.

It's no wonder the butler's eyes gradually softened.

He touched the other's fingers with his lips.

His dry lips peeled off, and hurriedly brushed against the delicate and soft skin, he restrained himself from breathing out a mouthful of moist water vapor, and turned his head away.

The brief warmth dissipated in the icy air.

Su Nanzhi tugged on the other side's skirt in dissatisfaction, tears streaming down her face.

"I still have to blow~"

The exquisite side face turned around, the eyebrows like peaks and ridges gathered together.

At first glance, it's a bit impatient, and a little sharp.

But it was fleeting.

He returned to his gloomy, indifferent, humble appearance.

It's not easy to get along with.

in silence.

Yanren stared straight at Su Nanzhi.

It's hard to tell what that look means.

He put Su Nanzhi down and went out to get things.

The butler's back was tall, with broad shoulders and narrow hips, but dull.

Across the cheap gauze curtain, the hole in the big rose cut his back so hazy and unreal.

The gauze curtain was rumpled by the wind, the man's shadow trembled, and Su Nanzhi narrowed her eyes.

Tears fluttered on the eyelashes.

The black suit frowned: "This butler is really a lump of ice, does it still hurt?"

He touched Su Nanzhi's fingertips with his little fingers, and pressed his face against it.

Temperature cannot be passed.

The black suit blinked and touched the boy's soft hair: "Poor and lovely host, it doesn't hurt or hurt."

Like coaxing a child.

Su Nanzhi murmured in her heart.

Turning around, the butler came over with a hot towel.

"Give me your hand."

Wrapped in a silky quilt, Su Nanzhi sat obediently on the edge of the bed, stretching out her hands.

Delicate hands, palms up.

The undulating palm prints are like water waves.

Vertical and horizontal, rugged.

Su Nanzhi said, "The palm prints are so bitter."

The bitter hand was wrapped in a steaming towel.

Su Nanzhi raised her head and faced the housekeeper.

The silent man lowered his head and carefully wiped his fingers.

One by one, inch by inch, wash the skin little by little.

He has a serious look on his face, and his hands are light.

The hot air is transmitted from the fingertips to the heart, and the warmth is transmitted in the cold air.

The butler asked, "Is it cold?"

Su Nanzhi took a breath.

Only then did I taste a little bit of the cold in winter.

The hula la cold wind poured into the body, as if the body suddenly solidified, and the soul fell to the ground honestly.

The tip of his nose was frozen red, and his lips were dyed pale.

He wrinkled the tip of his nose and let out a breath of white air.

"It's so cold."

The butler hugged him.

The hot towel was removed and replaced by the butler's warm embrace.

He held the person in his arms.

It's almost like holding a baby.

"I'll change your clothes for you."

With that said, he opened the cabinet.

"Wow -" a sound.

After the narrow wardrobe was opened, Su Nanzhi was stunned.

The butler smiled.

The warm smile is like a spring breeze, and when the slender and clear eyelashes sweep over, it seems like wicker is blown by the wind.

"Do you like it? My little master."

Rows of complicated princess dresses lifted the corners of the skirts in the cold wind.

Layers of skirts are like waves, bringing a faint fragrance.

Su Nanzhi couldn't even close her mouth, and let out the third scream that came here.

Butler brother, no matter what, he is also a boy! !

[Hahaha, you startle me!The little friend has a loud voice!It's a pity not to participate in "Speak Out Loud Love". 】

[Butler, what is your hobby? ? ? ? 】

[Look at scaring the child! 】

[Congratulations to everyone who discovered the treasure live broadcast room! ! !Woohoo, this little young master looks so cute! ! !Woohoo, my mother asked me why I watched the video on my knees!Why does the chicken next door lay eggs? It's all because he is so good-looking! ! ! 】【No mistake, right?Is it really stupid-forced to have a relationship in a horror live broadcast? ? ? 】

[I think they both have to die on the first night! 】

【Why is there so much hostility upstairs?Have you competed with your cooking for popularity!Besides, there may not necessarily be ghosts here! 】

[Hee hee~ hee hee~ Newcomer, right?Is it another fool? 】

【? ? ? ? 】

[From the show, of course ghost stories are more popular! 】

[So, there must be someone who can't help... to practice ghosts.

[All unreasonable things can exist. 】

Su Nanzhi's voice was loud, childlike, with a soft accent of horror.

The sound insulation in the old apartment building is very poor. Basically, it is the DO here, and the whole floor can be heard clearly.

The child screamed suddenly, and it was so loud that no one wanted to ignore it.

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The novelist next door has just fallen asleep.

A piercing sound was heard.

He woke up with a start, and his whole body bounced off the bed like a dying fish.

The heavy, damp quilt slid off him, exposing a swollen shoulder.

There was inevitably a hint of hostility in his expression, and cold sweat broke out on his vain and pale face.

"Hu, hu, hu!"

After taking a few breaths violently, his empty eyes began to return.

The focus is on the mottled ceiling.

There.

In the field of vision, black lines were gathering, and then turned into a terrifying skull.

The novelist's face was pale, but he showed a strange smile.

"Hey...he finally appeared."

In a flash.

He was still happy just now, a little crazy.

But in the next second, his expression collapsed, and the fat on his vain face fell down.

With a blank face, he lifted the quilt and walked down.

With a "swish", the closed window opened.

Probe out.

"What are you doing so loudly!!!"

[Then you go to property management! ! ! 】

【It's you! !Are the cherry blossoms in my hometown blooming? 】

[Quack quack, what are you all doing!? 】

[Da Ga is joking, am I the only one who thinks novelists are scary? 】

【...His complexion is so bad, he looks like a ghost. 】

[I can't tell, there really are ghosts among them. 】

【If there is a ghost, who do you think it is? 】

[Even if it’s not a ghost, don’t forget that the people who can come to the 888 live broadcast room are all people who have committed serious crimes. 】

【The lovely brother you loved so much just now is also. 】

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【"Ding dong! Players in the live broadcast room, in order to build a harmonious, friendly and interesting live broadcast room, 888 live broadcast room will randomly create surprises for you."】

【"Maybe it's a little surprise, maybe it's a little thrill~"】

【"I hope you can..."】

【"...Hehe, die here."】

Accompanied by a malicious voice.

The players in the live broadcast room trembled.

At the same time, more players slowly raised their lips.

die here?

Are you kidding me?

But Su Nanzhi was very worried.

He doesn't understand the rules of the studio.After hearing the notification from the main system, the whole person was not well.

Tears that hadn't completely dried out rolled out again.

The butler thought he was unhappy because he was scolded by the next door.

Gently covered his ears, and comforted: "I'm sorry for letting you hear this."

Su Nanzhi shook her head, but the tears fell down uncontrollably.

His watery eyes were swaying with bright tears.

The voice is still a little muffled.

"Then take me out of here."

Su Nanzhi was a little apprehensive about this live broadcast room.

Out of the cub's intuition, he always felt that there would be people he didn't want to face in this live broadcast room.

The butler didn't speak, and moved his finger from his ear to the center of his brow.

The cold fingertips tapped lightly.

As if rejecting his request.

"Bullshit."

After a while, he got up to pick out clothes for Su Nanzhi.

Sunan Zhi's watery eyes flickered.

"I don't wear it!"

He doesn't want to wear those messy clothes!

"I'm a boy! No!"

"I am a man!"

He frowned, deliberately pretending to be fierce.

It is to be willful and arrogant.

Probably his small appearance offended the butler, and the butler's icy face softened.

"These belong to the girl on the fifth floor. Of course I know you're a... man. Well, you're a man now."

The second half of the sentence becomes more and more strange the more I listen to it.

Hearing that, Su Nanzhi's cheeks turned red, as if she had secretly applied pretty rouge.

A pair of eyes are bright and round, and when they stare at people, they are not fierce at all.

Like a little squirrel with a beautiful big tail restlessly dangling behind it.

The butler found him a red padded jacket.

The color of the padded jacket was very new, a dazzling sunset red. The fluffy padded jacket was bulging and ugly, with two round white pompoms hanging from the fluffy collar.

He picked people up.

As if realizing that Su Nanzhi was not naked under the quilt, her expression froze for a moment.

Then turned around and went to find his underwear.

As soon as the window was opened, there was a lot of people outside.

Probably dividing the pork.

Su Nanzhi rested her chin, watching the butler holding a clothes stick and flipping through the underpants in each piece of clothing - they didn't buy hangers for underwear and socks separately.

After turning around for a while, the housekeeper put down the clothes stick.

His complexion is not very good.

Su Nanzhi was wearing that red padded jacket.

The whole person is as pretty as a smear of snowflakes on the red wall.

His smooth lotus-white calves dangled beside the bed, and the black suit sat on his shoulders, curling his hair.

The black suit narrowed his eyes: 【"Pants are missing."】

Su Nanzhi then repeated: "That's right, the panties are gone again."

He accidentally said it out loud.

The butler looked back at him with a gloomy expression.

A cold wind and snow blew in from outside, messing up his meticulous hair.

The Totole Essence of Chicken apron presented by the supermarket was blown, making him look very funny.

He stared at Su Nanzhi, once again showing that impatient and unfriendly look.

Su Nanzhi was inexplicably shaken by the look, and even her limp waist stood up involuntarily.

He bit the bullet, tried his best to stare at the butler, and kicked the quilt wrapped around his feet.

"Damn! Who moved my panties!"

The butler withdrew his expression just now, and explained: "Maybe it fell."

They are on the third floor here, because it is a very old apartment building, and some long-term tenants have installed anti-theft windows by themselves. They are short-term tenants who have just arrived and have not had time to install them.

It was windy and rainy on the third floor, and there was half a dilapidated awning on the window sill.

It rained two days ago, maybe it was blown down.

The butler poked his head out and looked down.

Su Nanzhi put on the coat by herself, tilted her head, and looked innocent and naive in the clothes.

"But, but..."

His ears were red.

The butler gave a soft "hmm".

Su Nanzhi said: "...that is the last pair of underwear."

He can't go out with bare ass.

The black suit jokingly said, "Don't be afraid, baby, I'll cover you."

The butler's expression froze, and the tips of his ears burned.

He pursed the corner of his lower lip, frowned, clenched his fist, loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened, and finally let it go, saying: "You wear mine first."

[Oh, what did I find? 】

【Hee hee hee, the corners of my mouth kept laughing, my mother asked me why I had a chamber pot on my mouth, because if I turned it up again, I would go to heaven! 】

The author has something to say: the adoptive father will appear in this copy, guess who he is