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

After coming out, Si Mo called Wang Chi: "Old Wang! Come over here and tell you something."

Wang Chi had just received a fruit plate and was eating a watermelon: "What's up, boss?"

"Does the base have a rule that... members are not allowed to fall in love with each other?"

"Ah?" Wang Chi's hand shook, and the piece of watermelon fell back into the box, splashing juice all over his face.

He tried hard to recall, and finally said, "It seems... yes."

Si Mo suddenly asked this old question, and he remembered that the last time he set the rules was about two years ago, at the very beginning.

But this is just a formality. Over the years, the rules of the base have been basically violated by these little guys, such as the curfew...

Besides, Wang Chi really didn't understand why the existence of this rule mattered? All the people in their base were men.

But the big boss waved his hands again and again: "No, no, this one is deleted."

"The youngest among them are already adults. They are free to date or not, and to date whom they want, as long as it does not affect their training."

"Oh...ah?" Lao Wang reacted and looked at Si Mo in disbelief with his eyes wide open, as if he had discovered something incredible: "Boss, you mean..."

"One of them--Ouch!"

Wang Chi was suddenly hit on the forehead. Si Mo looked at him speechlessly: "Can you speak softly?"

Lao Wang covered his aching head and pouted pitifully: "I think, no way..."

"These kids grew up under my watch, and I never saw them get too close to one another."

"Could it be Xiao Song...?"

Si Mo ignored him, and Wang Chi began to analyze himself. If he had to say, Song Wenqi was the last one to arrive, and he really didn't know him that well.

So, Song Wenqi kidnapped one of the kids from their base right after he arrived? ? !

Wang Chi's heart sank. He valued Song Wenqi, but he had also been watching over and taking care of the others, and had long played the role of a worried old father.

Just as Wang Chi silently clenched his fists and observed like an eagle who was dating Song Wenqi, Si Mo beside him felt inexplicably unhappy.

"Don't guess blindly," he pressed Lao Wang's shoulder and forced him to turn around, then said coldly: "Song Wenqi, he is mine."

……

After hearing this, Wang Chi was completely stunned. He stood there motionless as if struck by lightning: "Wha...what?"

No wonder, no wonder! If this is the reason, then all the strange behaviors recently make sense.

He thought that the big boss would finally show some humanity and remember that he still had such a big club to manage and would no longer be a hands-off boss.

It turns out that all this was just an illusion, and Si Mo came here these days not for them at all!

She also said, how could Song Wenqi sign them without hesitation without considering any factors...

Lao Wang's shocked look gradually turned into admiration: Now Qi Shen's people have been deceived into coming to SKP, and their hearts have also been kidnapped by their boss! !

"...Boss, you are so excellent." Lao Wang couldn't help but give Si Mo a thumbs up.

?

Inexplicable.

"I don't have anything to do today, so I'll take a look at their training these days."

Gossip aside, when Wang Chi heard Si Mo say that he wanted to test the results, he immediately took on the posture of a professional team leader, cleared his throat and said, "No problem!"

When the time was up, he gathered the 'scattered' kids in the base and clapped his hands in a serious tone: "Have you all rested enough? It's time. Let's go to the practice room now."

"Ah? Isn't today a full-day training day?" Jiang Yan looked up blankly. Among the group of people, he was the most active during rest time, but turned into a whimpering monster when it came to moving bricks: "Lao Wang, let's discuss it. I've been playing for six hours straight." As he said that, he raised his paw and shook it miserably.

Wang Chi tutted, frowned and scolded him: "You are so precious!"

"Six hours?" Si Mo asked suddenly, "Except for the time I came, you didn't let them rest?"

"No, how can that be possible, boss!"

Wang Chi waved his hand quickly: "Don't listen to his nonsense. From the beginning to now, the total points are less than six points. They have taken two breaks."

"You know, this is the same for all e-sports players. How can they maintain their skills if they don't train enough every day?"

"But I will pay attention, really." "The schedule is reasonable, and I will definitely not get tendonitis."

Wang Chi explained hurriedly, and his attitude was so sincere that he almost raised his hand to swear.

Only then did Si Mo nodded with satisfaction.

"Little brat...just try telling another bullshit story." Old Wang rolled up his sleeves and glared at a certain dramatic actor unhappily.

Jiang Yan shrugged indifferently, then turned into a grin.

"Just a reminder, the big boss will be watching today, so everyone should fight at their best."

These kids were very naughty. As they were already very familiar with each other, Wang Chi's words usually fell on their ears like wind, which disappeared as soon as it was blown away.

Now that Si Mo was by his side, Wang Chi could finally show some leadership and discipline them. He felt very proud of himself for using this tactic of taking advantage of the power of another.

Si Mo followed him into the practice room, casually pulled over a chair and sat in the opposite corner. The top screen magnified the game situation to the maximum.

But in fact, he didn't really focus on the game. He finally understood why the evil concubine seduced the world. Now Song Wenqi could easily disrupt Si Mo's original plan.

From his angle, he could just see Song Wenqi's straight nose and delicate lip curve. When Song Wenqi was playing games, his expression would be more focused, and under the soft light and shadow, he always seemed distant.

The knuckles of the fingers that fell on the keyboard were long and slender, and every inch of the curve of the bones was extremely delicate. Faint blue lines could be vaguely seen under the pure white skin, like a vivid sculpture.

Si Mo was so absorbed in watching that he didn't even notice the end of the game, when Song Wenqi's team won the game with an excellent score of 9.89.

"Old Wang, how is it?" Jiang Yan excitedly took off his headset and raised his chin towards Wang Chi to ask for a reward.

I don’t know if it’s because Si Mo was there that the sense of oppression increased, but the guys did play well and were in pretty good shape.

But Wang Chi certainly couldn't let them be happy so easily, lest they get carried away, so he still kept a stern face and said: "Do you think you are a great fighter?!"

"Yeah." Jiang Yan said calmly, "Do you think there's something wrong?"

Wang Chi: “…”

"I don't care. You have to ask the boss!" Wang Chi originally wanted Si Mo to tighten his grip and suppress their overconfident attitude.

"Very good." Unexpectedly, the boss not only did not get what he meant, but also praised him generously.

Si Mo smiled and said, "The assistant has made progress this time."

Jiang Mo uttered a puzzled "ah", his cheeks flushed with flattery: "...Thank you, boss."

After saying that, Si Mo had just looked away when his cell phone suddenly rang. He picked it up and took a look, frowning unconsciously.

It really is... a haunting presence.

During the half-time break, Song Wenqi waited for a long time but Si Mo didn't say anything to him. He raised his eyes, took a look, stood up and walked over without saying a word.