The straight male host was forced to love him by the villain

In his later years, in addition to live streaming and mukbang, Lin also asked Sang Zhaoguang how to edit videos, and he also had to pay attention to the neighbors. After all, this is the encounter between brother and sister. If they meet earlier, Sang Zhaoguang will be rich.

Sang Zhaoguang is rich, is he still far away from becoming rich?

When the time comes, go to Tama’s live broadcast, fuck Meow’s mukbang, quit, I want to lie down, I want to watch AV.

Yes, in this plane, Lin was very reticent in his later years.

It’s not because of the electronic wooden fish, but because I simply don’t have time.

Once people get busy, they don't care about lust.

After talking to the system, we learned that the male and female protagonists went on a trip and would not be able to come back in June, July or August.

Lin has a lot to think about in his later years. People's joys and sorrows are really different.

Lin spent two weeks in his later years to gain 100,000 fans through his identity as a funny man, and received many advertisements worth hundreds and thousands of dollars.

Even though a sparrow is small, it is still a piece of meat. A little adds up to a lot.

Some fans also noticed his account on other eating broadcast platforms, so there was a wave of traffic, and advertisements for the snack snail noodles came, offering a free trial at no cost.

Don't want it for nothing.

Lin, who loves to eat snail noodles, asked for it in his later years. The night after the goods arrived, after the live broadcast, he immediately asked Sang Zhaoguang to cook three packages of snail noodles, add fried tofu as a tribute, and more importantly, water spinach!

Each of Sang Zhaoguang's cooking videos can have hundreds of likes, and more like a thousand. The number of views is mainly determined based on the ingredients, and this is slowly happening.

On this day, Lin was sitting on the sofa in the living room, his body was limp, holding the remote control in his hand, and he was bored and watching country love. The plot was bloody and earthy, and it was very refreshing.

"In his later years, your snail noodles." Sang Zhaoguang made the snail noodles, put them into Lin's special bowl and brought them over.

Lin came back to his senses from the TV series in his later years, looked up at him, and found that the other person still had two wads of tissue stuffed in his nostrils.

Putting it in front of the table, Lin Wannian picked up the stand and set up the phone, preparing to record a video.

He saw Sang Zhaoguang sitting nearby and warned, "Don't talk while I'm recording. Just eat your food quietly."

"In your later years, won't you eat in the bedroom?"

Lin said to him in his later years: "Are you going to smoke my room to death?"

"You also know it's a bit smelly." Sang Zhaoguang said in a low voice.

"Huh?" Lin Wannian, who was about to start eating, glanced sideways.

Sang Zhaoguang immediately surrendered and raised his hands: "It's okay, you eat well, I'll be quiet and won't disturb you."

In his later years, Lin used chopsticks to enjoy the smelly and spicy snail noodles. After taking a few bites, he looked obsessed, yes, this is the taste.

Sang Zhaoguang covered his nose and looked at Lin's expression of enjoyment in his later years, especially the expression on his face. His thoughts drifted away, and he thought with some extravagant wishes: It would be great if he could show this kind of expression to me in his later years.

Thinking like this, those slightly yellow scenes popped into my mind, and then a stream of hot blood rushed out of my nose, quickly dyeing the paper ball stuffed in my nostrils red.

In his later years, Lin ate half of his meal. When he looked up, he saw the two red lines on Sang Zhaoguang's nostrils and smiled: "What's wrong with you?"

Only then did Sang Zhaoguang come to his senses, waved his hands quickly, then covered his nose and ran to the bathroom.

After Lin finished eating, he continued to lie on the sofa and watch TV. Sang Zhaoguang walked out shyly. When he looked over, he saw that the other person's ears were red.

Lin Wanqing coughed: "Remember to drink more herbal tea when you get angry."

"Yeah." Sang Zhaoguang responded softly, picked up the bowls and chopsticks and took them to clean.

After washing and tidying up, he sat obediently next to Lin Wannian and watched TV series.

After getting along with each other for the past two weeks, Lin has become familiar with Sang Zhaoguang's existence in his later years. Sang Zhaoguang behaves very quietly and will not have any intentions towards him. Although he looks similar to Sang Shiyan, he is not like the previous two It turns green at every turn.

It's okay to be friends.

Lin thought this in his later years, lying on his back on the sofa and stretching his feet on Sang Zhaoguang's thigh.

"You in your later years?" Sang Zhaoguang panicked.

In his later years, Lin acted like an uncle and called out, "Rub my feet."

"Oh." Sang Zhaoguang lowered his head and looked at the feet on his legs, touching them with trembling fingers.

"Press harder." Lin said in his later years, laughing secretly in his heart. This guy shouldn't be nervous.

Sang Zhaoguang tightened his grip, screaming in his heart. He finally touched Lin Nian's feet.

In his later years, Lin enjoyed Sang Zhaoguang's massage. Feeling tired, the dialogue between TV characters seemed hypnotic, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Sang Zhaoguang paid attention to Lin's movements in his later years and rubbed it for a while. Seeing that there was no response, he stretched his hand towards his calf, touched it for a while, and then retracted it like a thief.

Calling softly: "Old age, old age."

When he didn't get a response, he put down his feet and walked lightly. He stared at that beautiful face, his heart raised in his throat, and he mustered up the courage to lower his head and kiss the young man's cheek. He touched it lightly, then quickly retracted and ran back. In the bedroom.

When he came out again, he held a blanket in his hand and carefully covered Lin's body in his later years. Then he sat aside and watched with joy on his face.