Don't be shy

"good evening."

Jiang Song stared at the closed door, and finished speaking with a smile before he could leave his mouth.

During the day, he was busy communicating with the KPL event officials about the next work. The game is about to start, and he needs to go through the process.

After finishing his work, he didn't have time to eat, so he rushed over to the hotel without stopping.

He really wanted to see the real and lively little anchor.

But I didn't expect him to come uninvited, as if scaring the other party.

Inside the room, Xie Yao's heart was beating wildly, and when he calmed down a little with his back leaning against the door, he felt annoyed.

Brother Jiang actually came, right outside the door!

Damn, why did he shut Brother Jiang out, why is he so cheap!

It's over, it's over, it's over, he just got up from the bed, with a chicken coop on his head, his hair is messy, maybe his face is shiny...

Why is Brother Jiang here at this time!

Xie Yao was at war between heaven and man, and there was a wall outside, Jiang Song guessed that Xie Yao had recovered, so he touched his nose and knocked on the door again.

"Sorry, I should have told you before I came, did I scare you?"

The next moment the door opened quickly, Xie Yao stood inside with his head lowered, his eyes focused on his toes, his red ears were hard to ignore.

"No, no, I was too rude just now!"

Xie Yao stepped aside immediately, leaving a gap for people to pass through, "Brother Jiang, come in."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and walked inside without even looking at Jiang Song.

If you look at it personally, you may feel that Xie Yao is arrogant and very rude.

But Jiang Song looked at the stiff back of the little anchor, and the other party's obviously emergency treatment, but there were still a few disobedient hairs sticking up, and he pursed his lips behind him, laughing silently.

After entering the room, Xie Yao couldn't help turning his eyes to Jiang Song quietly.

Jiang Song followed him into the door, put down the big and small bags in his hand, closed the door, and then carried the things towards Xie Yao's direction and put them aside.

Xie Yao bounced up from the bed, quickly moved the hotel stool and put it on the side of the small tea table, "Brother Jiang, sit!"

When Jiang Song sat down, the kettle just boiled the water. Before Jiang Song could speak, Xie Yao ran over and poured him a cup of hot water.

The steaming cup was pushed to Jiang Song's face little by little, and Xie Yao sat down opposite Jiang Song as if he had a thorn in his buttocks.

Jiang Song's eyes fell on Xie Yao's hand.

When watching the live broadcast, Jiang Song knew that the little anchor's hands were beautiful, with long fingers, well-defined joints, well-proportioned flesh and bones, and neatly trimmed nails. Because they were very white, the fingertips were slightly blood-colored.

Where on the screen has the strongest impact in reality?Jiang Song saw Xie Yao's face from his hands, and the little anchor received his gaze, and immediately lowered his head slightly, red ear tips poking out from his hair.

Jiang Song felt weak when he saw it.

He reached out and restrainedly touched Xie Yao's fingertips, and before the little anchor retracted his hand in shock, he turned his hand and pushed the water glass towards Xie Yao.

"Why are your hands cold even in the heating room? The water is still hot, so hold it warm."

Xie Yao slowly fished out the water glass at hand, held it loosely on the side of the glass, and let out an oh, obediently making people feel hot.

Knowing the child's autistic nature, Jiang Song patiently raised the topic.

"Manager Chen called me in the afternoon and said that you didn't bring much clothes. The recent temperature in City A makes it easy to catch a cold. I went and bought you some clothes before I came."

After finishing speaking, he warned carefully: "Don't waste your health just because you are young, you will feel uncomfortable when you are really sick."

Hearing that Jiang Song had spent money on himself, Xie Yao raised his head suddenly: "This is too much."

There were more than a dozen bags, large and small, placed beside the bed. He only stayed in City A for a few days, so he didn't need so many.

Jiang Song, who had an impure purpose, just smiled and changed the subject.

"Although I reminded you to bring long johns before boarding the plane, I can guess that you will be disobedient..."

Hearing what he said, Xie Yao quickly retorted: "No way!"

Jiang Song raised his eyebrows and nodded his chin at him: "Then pick up your trouser legs and let me see if you wear them."

Xie Yao felt wronged, shrank his head and remained silent.

"It's fine if you don't wear it this time, I bought two for you, remember to wear it." Jiang Song ordered of course.

Jiang Song and Xie Yao have long been "knowledgeable" about each other on the Internet, and everyone knows what kind of character the other party has.

Although Xie Yao was afraid of the society, but with Jiang Song's deliberate guidance, you came and chatted with me for a long time, and the rigidity of the idea faded away.

"Haven't you eaten yet?" Jiang Song pointedly glanced at the slightly messy bed.

Xie Yao blushed immediately, and twisted to cover Jiang Song's sight.

He didn't even have time to take care of himself before he opened the door, so he didn't care about the unmade quilt. Jiang Song saw it at this time, which made him feel very ashamed.

"Have not eat yet……"

Jiang Song clicked on the electronic console on the table, "The food in this hotel is pretty good, I'll ask them to deliver whatever you want."

He turned the screen to Xie Yao, and all the hotel special meals were listed on it. At first glance, most of them should be the specialties of City A.

Xie Yao felt dazzled after just one glance, he quickly turned the screen back, "I can do it, brother Jiang, you can order whatever you like."

Jiang Song didn't force it, and quickly placed an order and submitted it.

After putting the things away, Jiang Song raised his head and asked him, "Is there still a live broadcast tonight?"

Xie Yao nodded: "If you want to broadcast live, there is a computer over there. I checked that the configuration is good. There are cameras and microphones, which can support live broadcast."

Jiang Song looked at the time: "What time?"

"Nine o'clock."

"The time is running out." Jiang Song put down his phone, "It's 07:30 now, and it will be past [-] o'clock after dinner. Have you tried the hotel's equipment?"

Xie Yao: "Not yet."

Jiang Song got up, "Anyway, it will take some time for the hotel to deliver the food, so you can adjust it first."

Xie Yao thought it was okay, so he walked over.

Jiang Song Hotel booked a suite with a living room and two rooms, only one room was equipped with a computer.

There was only one stool in front of the computer, and Jiang Song asked Xie Yao to sit on it, and turned on the computer to download the live broadcast plug-in.

The hotel's computer is very advanced, no matter how you look at it, it is better than Xie Yao's little broken computer. He debugged it for a long time, and finally got stuck on the camera.

The camera used is an external device, but the whole thing is fixed, and the angle of view and filter can only be adjusted through software.

Xie Yao adjusted for a long time but still couldn't figure it out, the angle of view in the picture was stuck on Xie Yao's forehead, half of his head was outside the frame.

He was having a headache when Jiang Song, who had been standing behind him, suddenly pressed down, bent over, and stretched out an arm from Xie Yao's neck to his front.

Xie Yao was startled, and immediately stopped, his face turned red almost instantly.

Jiang Song's hand was holding the still warm mouse, and behind Xie Yao, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

Several interfaces were clicked on the computer, and Jiang Song adjusted them one by one, and the angle on the screen immediately became normal.

"Okay." Jiang Song withdrew his hands, and Xie Yao twitched the temperature that hadn't been posted, and left.

Xie Yao looked a little dazed, his mind was full of the hallucinatory aura on Jiang Song's body after he approached him just now, like perfume, but not strong at all.

He blushed hot.

The next moment a cold temperature was on his face.

Xie Yao was startled again, he jumped up from the chair, turned around and almost fell off the top.

Jiang Song withdrew his hand and brought him up: "Why is there such a big reaction." He wanted to laugh a little.

It's so exciting...

Xie Yao lost his mind in a trance, but immediately took it back, and said, "Why are your hands so cold?"

On the surface, he was calm, but in fact he was so nervous that his hands felt cold, Jiang Song didn't change his expression: "Naturally, hands are cold and feet are cold."

Xie Yao touched his lips twice, and finally let out a dry cry.

It makes people blush and heartbeat to adjust a computer device, Xie Yao swallowed.

He wanted to reach out to cover his soaring heartbeat, to prevent it from jumping out of his chest, but Xie Yao restrained himself under Jiang Song's sight.

A knock on the door sounded at the right time, dispelling the scorching atmosphere in the air, and Jiang Song pressed the top of Xie Yao's head with his big hand.

"It should be the waiter brought up the food, I'll go and have a look."

"it is good."

The sound of footsteps came out of the room, Xie Yao stretched out his hand to cover his hot face, lowered his head and wished he could stuff his face into his chest.

"I'm done, I'm done, I'm done..."

It's just a one-time meeting, how could Brother Jiang be so lethal, I can't stand it...

In the living room, Jiang Song asked Xie Yao to eat. Xie Yao took a deep breath, patted his face again, and walked out with the feeling of a strong man breaking his wrist in battle.

"Why this expression?"

When Jiang Song turned his head and saw that he was looking down on death, he immediately couldn't laugh or cry.

While we were eating, it started to rain outside, and within a few minutes it got heavier and heavier. The sound of the rain hitting the window pane came in through the closed windows, muffled but clear.

Xie Yao stretched out his head and looked outside.

"Why is it raining?"

Jiang Song quickly packed up his things and put them aside, and called the waiter to collect them.

Xie Yao looked back and saw that the dining table was clean, and smiled a little embarrassedly.

"It's raining, do you want to take me in tonight?"

Xie Yao turned his head violently, almost breaking his neck.

"Aren't you leaving tonight?" Xie Yao was very nervous.

Jiang Song looked at the rain outside, "I didn't come here by car, the rain is too heavy."

"Besides, my secretary booked the wrong time for the hotel, so my room has already expired today. You know that hotel rooms are hard to book recently."

Xie Yao was sure that his heartbeat must have soared to [-], because he was almost out of breath due to nervousness.

"me……"

He and I didn't say anything for a long time, but just took out his mobile phone and clicked on the weather forecast. It showed that there will be heavy rain today and tomorrow, and there will even be snow the day after tomorrow.

Xie Yao shivered and clicked on the hotel booking app, "Well, it should be available now, let me see..."

Before he finished speaking, a big hand covered his mobile phone, which was snatched by Jiang Song and locked the screen.

"The only thing we can book now is a small hotel, Yaoyao."

A Yaoyao call made Xie Yao feel like he had been electrified, and he froze on the spot.

"Is Yaoyao willing to let me squeeze into a small hotel?"

Jiang Song reached out and hooked Xie Yao's slightly sweaty hand, pinched his index finger and shook it lightly.

"I'm squeamish."

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