Crazy host sweet temptation, cold licking the main god and acting coquettish

Si Mo turned his face away: I don’t want to look at it, take it away.

【Take a look, just one look! 】

Si Mo: I told you not to watch it!

[Okay then, I’ll take it away~]

The little ferret's eyes kept glancing at a little fox that was pretending to be reserved, and it pretended to withdraw the panel data.

The next second, Si Mo's neck did not move, but his eyes moved secretly and took a quick glance.

?

!!!

"How can it be!"

How could it be possible that his heartbeat value for Nan Jiu was %, or even higher than 100%.

It's only one night!

"Your data is wrong." Si Mo pretended to be calm.

[No, Master, my system was upgraded by the Lord God himself, there won’t be any mistakes.] Benben said with great confidence.

[Hehe, Master, if you're attracted to me, just admit it. It's not shameful to fall in love with your own boss ^O^]

Si Mo: My fist is hard.

"So annoying!!"

"Ah?" The Didi driver looked back at him in surprise and asked in confusion, "What?"

Si Mo instantly regained his smiling expression: "It's okay."

-

Nan Jiu searched for Si Mo's WeChat according to the phone number, but he was probably at work and didn't agree all morning. When he received the next message, it was already 12:30 noon.

Nan Jiu stood up from the sofa excitedly, looking at the "The other party has approved your friend request" page in front of him, his heart pounding uncontrollably.

He spent half a day editing the text, but in the end he didn't send out a single message.

:What's wrong? Is there something wrong?

While making some modifications here, Nan Jiu suddenly saw a white message pop up in the dialog box.

Afterwards, the other party sent him a screenshot of the page where they were chatting, with the message "The other party is typing..." displayed on the top.

:What do you want to say? I’ve been asking you to type for five minutes but you still haven’t replied. Are you writing an essay?

:(Little fox covers his mouth and laughs.jpg)

Nan Jiu's hand holding the phone suddenly trembled, and he almost dropped the phone on the ground.

He had just made up his mind this morning, so he should have taken the initiative.

At least you can't always be led by the other party!

Must rise.

With this mentality, Nan Jiu typed again: "Brother, have you eaten?"

"..."

After five or six seconds, the other party replied: "I'm eating. I'll have a half-hour lunch break during the recording."

Then, a photo of the lunch boxes that the crew had ordered and distributed was attached.

The combination of meat and vegetables is nutritionally balanced.

Well, the quantity seems a bit small.

Nan Jiu asked and heard that there were large and small portions, and he could choose according to his appetite as long as there was no waste.

Si Mo typing: It's much better than what I can do myself.

Nan Jiu remembered the note in the morning where Si Mo said he couldn’t cook.

"It's okay, brother. I can cook. I'll cook for you from now on."

Nan Jiu finally found something he was good at. In the past, when he was not sick, he was the only one taking care of his grandmother.

Later, his grandmother died of natural causes at the age of 85 without any illness. He didn't even have time to be negative and sad because he found out that he had leukemia.

Fortunately, he didn't find out when his grandmother was still alive, so he didn't make her worry.

After so many years, Nan Jiu has let go of a lot. This incident has been buried deep in his heart and is no longer a pain that he refuses to talk about.

……

Si Mo stared at his phone, raised his lips, and asked, "Okay, how about using it to pay the rent?"

Nan Jiu didn't think much about it and replied: "You can calculate it that way."

But I guess no one would do this except Si Mo, who is kind and easy to talk to.

A house like his would cost around 20,000 or 30,000 yuan a month in rent, so it's certainly not something that one can afford by mortgaging it for something like playing guitar and cooking.

Nan Jiu naturally felt indebted and was thinking about when to go out and find a job so that he could at least pay back part of the debt to Si Mo.

He can't really be a gigolo, right? !

After chatting for a few more sentences, Si Mo said he had to go to work. Nan Jiu said goodbye to him and left.

I went to the nearby market first and bought some vegetables and meat.

He found that Si Mo's refrigerator was very empty. It seemed that he did not usually eat at home, and there was only some spare milk, bread, cereal and other breakfast items in it.

Can this be nutritious? No wonder I'm so thin.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Nan Jiu finished cooking and found a few thermal boxes.

He asked Si Mo where he worked, and Si Mo told him that he didn't need to come because the security guards would probably mistake him for a fan and not let him in. Nan Jiu agreed at the time.

But at this point, seeing that it was gradually getting dark, he could no longer sit still.

[Host, what are you doing? You look like you have ADHD.]

Nan Jiu hissed and glared at Yan Chen: "Do you know how to speak? If you can't, don't speak!"

"Have you finished your work, brother?"

【…】

【How about you go and see it yourself? 】

Nan Jiu stood up quickly, as if he was waiting for this sentence, and nodded heavily: "Okay, since you said so!"

Yanchen: Haha. Man.

Forty-five minutes later, Nan Jiu arrived.

But what he didn't expect was that Si Mo's previous words hit the mark and he was really stopped outside by the security guards.

This security guard looks fierce and ferocious, we can't just force our way in.

"No, big brother, I really know him."

"How about I wait at the door instead of going upstairs?"

The security guard frowned, unwilling to argue with him: "What's the reason for being a fan? If it's a one-sided acquaintance, then I also know famous people all over the world."

"I've already told you that you can come in if you want. To prove that what you said is true, just call the person you're looking for and ask him to come out to pick you up."

Nan Jiu: "If I could hit him, I would have done it a long time ago! Isn't he working now?"

"If you delay any longer, my meal will get cold. Can you please be flexible?"

The security guard glanced at him and snorted, "It's useless even if you die today! Hurry up and leave!"

At the end, she added: "Male fans nowadays are too crazy. I've already chased away the 25th one today..."

Nan Jiu had no choice but to look up at the building in front of him pitifully, then reluctantly returned to sit on a stone pier nearby.

He did not take the initiative to disturb Si Mo, in order to let him concentrate on his work.

Fortunately, he used a box with good heat preservation effect, so it can last for several hours without any problem.

Nan Jiu waited here until the sun set. A thick dark cloud floated across the sky, making it seem dull and depressing in an instant.