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

Si Mo: “???”

Just as Nan Jiu slowly approached him, Si Mo's eyes flashed with fear, and he subconsciously raised his hand to press against his hard chest: "What are you doing?!"

Nan Jiu looked at Si Mo with an increasingly dangerous look. Even so, there were only the two of them here, so he didn’t need to hide anything: “Brother, I want—” Beep!!!

In a hurry, Si Mo raised his hand to cover Nan Jiu's mouth, and the rest of the words were unexpectedly blocked in his throat. Nan Jiu frowned.

He was particularly shameless and followed Si Mo's strength to kiss his soft palm, and saw that Si Mo's eyes widened even more.

Desire was like countless cotton needles, pricking his whole body like falling rain and causing a tingling sensation in his heart.

"Well... Nan... it's okay..."

Nan Jiu's eyelids were half closed. He saw Si Mo's fair cheeks quickly turning red because of the adrenaline, and he thought it was so cute.

"You... why are you going crazy so late at night..."

Si Mo was released to breathe. Although he hadn't done anything yet, the material of his clothes at the collar was already messy, and a few strands of hair in front of his forehead hung down. He looked messy but not disheveled. Nan Jiu's gaze was easily attracted by his brother in this state.

A sense of guilt arose spontaneously. Why did he feel like he had committed a crime?

So evil.

After resting, Si Mo came to his senses, pulled off the miniature microphone on his collar, and quickly found clothes to cover it.

She raised her eyes and glared at Nanjiu with shame and anger: "Nanjiu! I'm live streaming!!"

"Varied……"

Nan Jiu stood there in a daze, as if petrified. At that moment, he felt that all the blood in his body had frozen.

"Well, what should we do, brother?"

"I didn't mean it..."

Si Mo took a deep breath and his clenched fists seemed to be an oath. He was thinking of killing someone!

I'm tired. I might as well just kill him.

He didn't even dare to go back to his computer desk to check the comments. It must have exploded by now.

Nan Jiu pursed his lips into a straight line, his eyes fell on Si Mo's white neck. He seemed to be in a daze, but he was actually brainstorming.

A minute later, the microphone was taken away.

Si Mo put his hair back on as if for nothing and appeared in front of the camera, still without showing his full face. The only thing visible on the screen was his lips below his nose, which were unusually redder and slightly swollen than usual.

But this time, two of them appeared together.

Nan Jiu took up a small portion of the camera, with only half of his shoulder showing. He was not wearing anything when he came here, only a semi-transparent bath towel, because he wanted to deliberately seduce Si Mo...

But now, under Si Mo's supervision, he has changed into a white T-shirt, covering his body completely.

The constantly scrolling barrage of comments made people's eyes hurt. Si Mo closed his eyes and tried not to look over there. After sorting out his thoughts, he licked his lips and coughed lightly: "Just now there was a little... episode. Now let's continue."

Nan Jiu lowered his head in shame, his ears turned red, like a primary school student who was caught doing something bad by the teacher, and he wished he could burrow into the ground.

But none of this mattered; he was more worried that Si Mo would be angry.

So, out of the camera's sight, Nan Jiu tentatively reached out his hands and wrapped them around Si Mo's waist, but sure enough, he was pulled away the next second.

"Brother..." The young man's voice was filled with tears. He leaned close to Si Mo's ear and murmured an apology in a voice that only the two of them could hear. The pitiful look on his face was impossible to ignore.

Netizens and fans were not willing to listen to any explanation and kept filling the screen with question marks.

"Ahem," Si Mo forced out a stiff smile, "Let me introduce you. This person next to me is the new CV teacher at AL Broadcasting Studio."

"We were just rehearsing a scene..." Si Mo's voice became smaller and smaller, and he felt more and more unsure.

Help! Where was the security guard before? Can you please leave a spot for him?

[? ? ? ? ? ? ]

[Do you believe this explanation yourself?! ! !]

[Although, but, my husband... the new CV teacher is doing car scenes at your house late at night... Okay, I won’t pretend anymore. Even if the king of the world comes today, you guys are still gay! ]

[Right now, let him speak! It’s better if he shows his face. We will decide whether he is a colleague or a sister-in-law!]

[I always think that people can’t have it all… so can you two show me a scene together?]

Si Mo's eyes automatically filtered out some 'dirty words', and found that apart from those that could not be broadcast, there was nothing left!

crab!

[(Weak question) Why do I feel like when the two of them sit together, even our top attacker, Mr. Si, looks like a bottom?!]

[You are not alone]

[+1]x100 x200 x500…

“… …” What are these connected?

Anger burned in Si Mo's eyes. He nudged Nan Jiu's waist with his elbow and said in a fierce tone: "Speak!" You did a bad thing.

Nan Jiu nodded and said to the camera carefully: "Hello everyone, my name is Nan Jiu, and I am Teacher Si's new colleague."

It was strange, he had seen this scene no less than several times before, but always from the perspective of the audience, on the other side of the screen.

Now he is sitting in front of the camera, the one facing everyone, and even the surrounding environment has not changed at all.

It was not until now that Nan Jiu truly felt what it was like for Si Mo to live broadcast in front of the camera every day.

[Hey, he's a colleague~ Why don't you call him brother? We're all family, no need to be so formal.]

[You've already washed up, why are you still letting your wife sit here and live stream? Go do something serious! ]

Nanjiu's ears were so red that blood seemed to be dripping out.

Si Mo: “???” How did I become your wife?

Just as I was getting angry, a few colorful comments suddenly appeared on the public screen:

"Manage" AL Director--Yang Zhen Enter the live broadcast room by sharing

「管」AL--Cheng Yi Enter the live broadcast room by sharing

「管」AL--Zhou Lin Enter the live broadcast room by sharing

「管」AL--Li Zhejin Enter the live broadcast room by sharing

「管」AL--Xie Yingwei Enter the live studio

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