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

"Ye Wenyu, it's over between you and me, do you understand?" Si Mo pulled out a piece of alcohol tissue he had just bought from the bag and wiped his fingers with disgust.

"If I see you here again, it won't be as simple as that punch just now."

After saying that, Si Mo walked around him and walked out of the hidden corner. Suddenly, his sight bumped into the man who had been standing there for a long time.

Unexpectedly, the famous God Qi would also eavesdrop.

In the few seconds that Si Mo looked at him, Song Wenqi's eyes instinctively wandered.

At first, I accidentally passed by here and heard someone talking. I stopped here because I felt that the voice was particularly familiar.

What Song Wenqi didn't expect was that the person he had a crush on actually lived here, in the same area as himself.

But they had never met in so long.

Si Mo raised his eyes and saw surprise in Song Wenqi's eyes, but this emotion was fleeting, and was immediately replaced by a visible hostility -

"careful!"

Song Wenqi's voice was unstable at the moment. He rarely showed such a panic expression on ordinary days. Before Si Mo could react, his wrist was suddenly pulled.

Ye Wenyu, who staggered out from behind and was ready to attack Si Mo by surprise, swung down with a steel rod in his hand, but missed.

Song Wenqi pulled Si Mo behind him and kicked him in the stomach. Ye Wenyu took several steps back and fell to the ground with his hands covering his abdomen with a painful expression.

"Hmm..." His unbearable groan was heard in the corridor. Song Wenqi's brows were tightly knitted, and it seemed that he was not going to let Ye Wenyu go just like that.

"Wait a moment." Si Mo pulled him in time. When something soft and warm touched his palm, Song Wenqi was stunned for a moment, and then he gradually regained his senses.

Just remembering the relationship between Ye Wenyu and Si Mo, Song Wenqi curled his knuckles slightly. He didn't know why he felt extremely sad and unwilling at this moment.

They had just broken up, and perhaps he hadn't let go of Ye Wenyu yet, so Si Mo stopped him.

Could it be that Ye Wenyu was unhappy because I had just attacked him?

"...I'm sorry." Thinking of this, he was silent for half a minute. Song Wenqi took a deep breath and regained his indifferent expression. He pulled his hand out calmly: "I shouldn't be nosy."

"No." Si Mo frowned, realizing that this person was really overthinking. Since Song Wenqi had just heard his conversation with Ye Wenyu, how could he still think that he and Ye Wenyu still had feelings for each other? ?

"I just think," the young man lowered his eyes and glanced coldly at the person rolling on the ground, and said in a cold voice: "Don't dirty your precious hands."

Hearing this, Song Wenqi was stunned for a moment, then he glanced sideways and felt that the palm of his hand that had just been touched by Si Mo was slightly warm.

"So, you stand back and I'll do it."

"What?" Song Wenqi raised his eyes.

Si Mo raised the corner of his mouth sarcastically, bent down to pick up the steel rod on the ground, and clenched his five fingers inward. The young man exuded a sense of extreme oppression, but did not act immediately.

Instead, he waited until Ye Wenyu staggered to his broken body for the second time, and then hit him on the back of the neck!

Ye Wenyu didn't even have time to see clearly who came to help Si Mo, before he fainted with stars in his eyes and difficulty breathing.

……

"Done!" Si Mo raised his chin and threw the iron rod into the trash can, then brushed the dust off his hands and said.

Song Wenqi watched the whole scene, but he did not think Si Mo was cruel. On the contrary, he thought his proud and proud expression at the end was very cute.

I don't know why... I feel a little happy.

"Let's go." Since they had met here, it would save him the trouble of looking for him again in the future. Si Mo temporarily changed his mind about going home. He looked at Song Wenqi and smiled sincerely: "I'll buy you some coffee."

"Where is he?" Song Wenqi pointed at the unconscious man on the ground and suggested, "How about sending him to the hospital?"

It’s not that he sympathizes with Ye Wenyu, but because as far as he knows, there are cameras nearby, and Song Wenqi is worried that Si Mo will be implicated.

After all, we live in a society ruled by law.

Even if Ye Wenyu had bad intentions first, he and Si Mo were indeed a bit cruel in their actions.

But the next second, Song Wenqi saw Si Mo shrug his shoulders and said nonchalantly: "It's okay, don't worry about him."

"You are more important now."

It was an unintentional remark, and the speaker didn't think much about it, but the last sentence kept replaying in Song Wenqi's mind for a long time.

It seems like I was teased.

Si Mo walked in front, and when he saw Song Wenqi catching up with him out of the corner of his eye, he secretly mobilized his divine power and transferred Ye Wenyu to a random place.

Letting Ye Wenyu lie here and wait for the cleaning lady to show up would only waste her time.

"I sent you a message earlier, but you didn't reply."

The coffee shop was not far from the community, and the two walked there one after the other. At first, Song Wenqi didn't dare to take the initiative to find a topic, because Si Mo didn't say anything either. No matter how long he stared at the figure in front of him, he was still nervous.

"Is it also because of him?" Song Wenqi mustered up the courage to speak.

After the waiter collected the menu and left, Si Mo looked up at him, smiled apologetically and said, "Sorry, I was taking a shower at that time."

At the end, he added, "Ye Wenyu and I didn't make an appointment to meet. We just happened to meet when we went downstairs to buy something. I warned him not to come to me again."

The nonsensical explanation made Song Wenqi's ears turn red after he was stunned. He lowered his head and whispered, "No need to apologize..."

"Ok?"

"It's okay." Song Wenqi sat up straight. He found that he still couldn't face Si Mo's calm gaze.

"Have you been waiting for my news, God Qi?" Si Mo tilted his head with an innocent look on his face.

This title is very common. Fans or some organizers and teams who have invited him all call him this with courtesy and admiration.

But this was the first time he heard it from Si Mo's mouth, and Song Wenqi's breathing inexplicably stagnated.

There was no awe and alienation like in other people's voices; Si Mo's voice sounded more like a joke between friends.

Good to hear.

"Not all the time, right?" Song Wenqi was not very good at lying, not to mention that the person in front of him was Si Mo.

The environment in the coffee shop was very quiet. Because they were sitting next to the window, they could turn around and see the hustle and bustle of the street in the evening. He accidentally discovered that there was a sunset cloud in the sky tonight.

Song Wenqi raised his hand and touched his neck. After spending so much time together, his fingertips were not as cold anymore. He said, "Si Mo, if you want to team up with me, you don't have to waste the money on the gifts."

It's something that only requires one sentence, but because the other person is you, you won't be rejected no matter what.

"Why?" Si Mo asked him back: "Didn't you say that you never take the initiative to talk to others..."

"You are not someone else." Song Wenqi blurted out the words without even thinking.