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

Si Mo took off his headphones, and cheers from his own SKP fans rang out in the stadium.

After waiting for the commentator to finish his review, NOG's captain Koi led his team members to stand up. The two teams politely shook hands with each other, and the losing team voluntarily left the stage.

Jiang Yan welcomed the sound of the tide with a cheerful face. He naturally pulled Pei Nan's arm beside him and raised it to shake it. Even Lao Wang in the audience smiled maturely and raised his mobile phone to take pictures.

Song Wenqi kept staring at Si Mo, and their eyes collided again in the air, and finally all fell on Wang Chi's freeze key.

"I say, if a boss doesn't have the skills, he shouldn't be the boss."

In the lounge, Jiang Yan had been thirsty for most of the day. As soon as he got into the room, he collapsed on the sofa and grabbed the can of Coke on the table and took a few gulps.

Si Mo looked up at him: "?"

Jiang Yan was stunned by that look, and then he realized that he didn't make it clear. He was so anxious that he choked on the Coke and kept coughing. Lao Wang patted him on the back helplessly: "Can you slow down a bit?"

"Ahem." He finally calmed down, his nose was still sore, and even his eyes were red from the smoke. "I mean, judging from our boss's actions just now, he could definitely be in the same business as us. How could he just open a club?"

Hearing this, Si Mo smiled indifferently and replied humorously: "Maybe it's because I prefer to cultivate talents behind the scenes rather than show up in public."

After a pause, he added: "Just like you, weren't you trained very well by me?"

"..." Jiang Yan was speechless and felt flattered.

"Actually, it's not that good~" Jiang Yan touched the back of his head embarrassedly and laughed.

"Okay, let's celebrate your success at the usual place outside the base tonight." Lao Wang looked down at the time and wondered, "Hey, that's strange, why haven't those two come back yet? They could fall into the toilet while using it..."

Before he finished speaking, there were several knocks on the door at the right time. As if it was planned, Wang Chi sneered speechlessly: "Speak of the devil!"

Song Wenqi was right next to the door and opened it. Pei Nan pulled Jiang Mo in and half of his body blocked him behind him.

Jiang Mo also avoided Wang Chi's inquiring gaze. He pursed his lips tightly and kept hiding behind Pei Nan.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? You've been out for so long. Do you need someone to accompany you to the bathroom?——"

"Xiao Jiang Mo, what's wrong with your mouth?"

"No, I'm okay." Jiang Mo hid back even more timidly and shyly.

Wang Chi was full of doubts and wanted to bypass Pei Nan to take a closer look: "How did it break? Did it get hit? It was fine just now."

"Ah, he just bumped into something while going to the toilet--" Pei Nan was interrupted by someone beside him before he could finish his words.

"Maybe he was bitten by a dog," Song Wenqi followed Wang Chi's words, but his eyes glanced at Pei Nan meaningfully: "I suggest a thorough investigation."

"What...dog? How could there be a dog in the venue? Xiao Song, did you see it?"

Song Wenqi shrugged innocently: "No."

Jiang Yan's nerves were thicker than a ball of wool used for knitting scarves, so he naturally didn't realize that the atmosphere had reached a stalemate. Si Mo glanced at Song Wenqi, quickly stood up and pulled him over, laughing awkwardly: "He's joking, Lao Wang... listen to me, don't worry about this."

"Tsk, alright," Wang Chi didn't understand, so he asked, "Do you want to stay a little longer or should we go back to the base and prepare now?"

"Now now!! I'm almost starving to death, Aunt Wang, please feed me!" Jiang Yan was the first to bear the brunt.

"Go away, who is your mother?" Lao Wang rolled his eyes at him and said, "Then let's go. The bus is waiting."

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It was nearly ten o'clock after the dinner. Wang Chi originally wanted to call them back to the base, but the boss suggested giving them a day off. Jiang Yan drank until his face was red, and after he was in high spirits, he suggested going to KTV, and Lao Wang did not stop him.

Song Wenqi didn't know why, but he always felt that he and Pei Nan were having problems. At night, the two of them rarely spoke, and they just toasted each other with one glass after another in silence.

Si Mo didn't drink much, at least his eyes were still clear. However, Song Wenqi was already slightly drunk and leaning in his arms, closing his eyes and indicating that he wanted to go back.

"Then we'll go back to the base first, you guys have fun." Si Mo opened the taxi door, turned around and shouted to Lao Wang.

"Brother Nan, are you okay?" Jiang Mo gently shook Pei Nan's arm. Pei Nan's movements became visibly slow, but he still forced himself to wave his hands. He looked at the tail of the taxi in the distance with disdain and snorted.

Jiang Mo half-closed his hand under the table...

After getting in the car, Song Wenqi still leaned tightly against Si Mo, but his movements were bolder than before. His hands were hung on Si Mo's waist like vines, his nose greedily sniffing the faint fragrance of his neck, his thin lips lightly rubbing against his, humming.

"Okay, Aqi, stop pretending." Si Mo felt a little itchy and his face was about to burn, especially when the driver in the front seat was curiously glancing at them through the rearview mirror.

He pushed the 'dog skin plaster' on his body twice, and said in a tone that did not allow for argument: "Song Wenqi!"

"Brother." Song Wenqi called out aggrievedly into Si Mo's ear, but slowly let go of him. The moment he stood up and sat up straight, his eyes suddenly became clear.

"Don't be so mean to me."

"..." Si Mo stared at Song Wenqi's fair complexion and smooth jaw. Except for the fact that his ears were a little red, there was no sign that he had drunk three bottles of wine.

He suddenly lifted Song Wenqi's chin and asked with interest, "Why did you pretend to be drunk just now?"

"I don't want to drink with him." Song Wenqi's lust faded a lot when he thought of Pei Nan: "He can't drink more than me."

Si Mo was amused by his confident words. After thinking for a while, he asked him again: "What's going on between you and Pei Nan?"

Song Wenqi lowered his eyelids and stared at Si Mo's hand for a while, and did not speak again for a long time.

“It doesn’t matter.

Ma Ma, let's not mention him, okay?"

"Forget it then," Si Mo pulled his arm back expressionlessly and pushed Song Wenqi away: "If you don't want to say it, then don't say it."

After that, he no longer paid any attention to Song Wenqi.

"It's nothing, actually. I'm just telling you. Don't be angry, baby." Song Wenqi panicked. He tried to grab Si Mo's hand but was thrown away. His heart trembled suddenly: "I talked to Pei Nan alone before."

Si Mo said: "What to talk about?"

"It was the day we ran into him and Jiang Mo..." Song Wenqi admitted his mistake decisively: "I'm sorry, Momo, I didn't tell you."

"Pei Nan has known about our relationship for a long time. I suspect it was the day we talked about it. Now Jiang Mo also knows about it."

Si Mo felt something was wrong: "How did he know? Did you tell him?"

"No——" Song Wenqi lowered his voice when he looked at his boss Mo's eyes that seemed to see through everything: "I think so, right?"