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

The more I think about it, the more I feel that the two people opposite me are a perfect match, a combination of a handsome guy and a beautiful girl...

Chang Cheng didn't hold back his expression, and gradually looked at the two of them with an infatuated look on his face. Really, they look like a couple no matter how you look at them! !

It's a pity that she doesn't have a fourth person to share her desire to ship a couple. Otherwise, they could have talked about it for three days and three nights.

I just don’t know which of them is…the one above.

Chang Cheng's crazy thoughts went further and further, and she could hardly stop drooling. She silently voted for Zou Shen.

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Si Mo hadn't spoken yet, but Zou Yanzhi looked like he could get along well with her. He took a sip of tea and said slowly:

"Come to think of it, I didn't know he was actually Bai Yu. He never told me."

"Ah, this..." After coming back to his senses, Chang Cheng looked at the two of them separately.

Si Mo retorted dryly: "Tsk, you didn't ask!"

Thinking of the discussion they had had together in a foreign bookstore, his ears began to turn red again.

The atmosphere was so weird. Why did it feel like these two people were holding him in the middle and publicly torturing him?

But Zou Yanzhi still looked resentful and aggrieved, not daring to get angry, which was completely misunderstood. Si Mo wanted to pounce on him and bite him to death.

"Forget it, you haven't eaten yet, you'll be hungry, I'll make it." Zou Yanzhi smiled, his face showing warmth: "Editor Changcheng, can you stay and join us?"

Before standing up, he casually ruffled the hair of the boy next to him, which successfully pissed him off, and he glared at him fiercely.

Zou Yanzhi then walked towards the kitchen. The female editor watched the whole process. Her eyes fell on Zou Yanzhi's broad back with envy. She couldn't help smacking her lips, leaned over, and whispered: "Laos, God Zou treats you well!"

"Why are you so fierce? There are not many good men nowadays. If you miss this kind of guy, you may never meet him again in your life!"

"..." Si Mo had a wooden face and rolled his eyes: "Thank you for your reminder, I know."

She is obviously his editor, but now she acts as if she has been bribed by Zou Yanzhi. How can this be justified? !

In the back view, Zou Yanzhi had actually been paying attention to his direction. Seeing the two figures approaching, the man suddenly frowned.

His smile and good attitude were all fake. In fact, he didn't want outsiders to come to his and Si Mo's home at all.

But when he received that call in the morning and heard a female voice, Zou Yanzhi's blood ran cold.

I didn't expect that my boyfriend, who I spend every day with, could do this. I kept it a secret from him for so long!

At that time, Zou Yanzhi had only one thought in his mind: when Si Mo came back... he would be finished.

"Baby, come and do me a favor, please."

After a while, Zou Yanzhi's pleasant voice was heard and the conversation stopped.

"!!!" Chang Cheng was so excited that she almost exploded. What did she hear? Zou Shen called Teacher Bai Yu "baby"!

I’ll write fan fiction when I get back, hehe.

?(`?′)?

Although she had no intention of staying as a light bulb, she just couldn't bear to leave. I don't know when I will see them both at the same time next time. So every second I watch them now is a good deal!

What's more, the legendary God Zou cooked the meal himself, and if you get to enjoy it, you can brag about it for the rest of your life.

"Master Zou is calling you, go quickly, don't bother with me!!"

The woman waved her hand, leaving an afterimage, and kept winking at Si Mo.

Zou Yanzhi’s home is equipped with aluminum alloy frosted black glass doors. Two doors are stacked together in the kitchen area, so you can hardly see what’s inside from the outside.

The door was closed after Si Mo walked over. He didn't think much about it. He glanced at Zou Yanzhi and asked, "What can I help you with?"

"Come here." He put down the food, and when Si Mo came close, he pulled his arm and covered him with his whole body.

"What are you doing?!"

At this time Si Mo was a little flustered. He saw the intention in Zou Yanzhi's eyes, but there were other people outside!

His heart was pounding, and the fire in Zou Yanzhi's eyes seemed to have the ability to melt people's hearts.

"Kiss you." Zou Yanzhi placed both his hands on the crevice of Si Mo's waist, holding him in an embrace. Although he was very close to him, with his hot breath on his face, he still stopped and asked in a low voice.

"May I."

“Nooooooooooooooo!”

Zou Yanzhi leaned over and pressed down, then walked around him and turned on the faucet.

The sound of the rushing water just covered up the boy's chattering.

After a long time, the person under him was too weak to stand. Zou Yanzhi grabbed Si Mo's waist and pinched him forcefully as punishment.

"I kissed you even though you didn't want me to. What should I do?" Looking at his red lips, Zou Yanzhi licked the corner of his mouth contentedly, with a smile that was extremely evil: "How about you ask for it back, and I'll give you a kiss."

After a long pause, Si Mo wiped the moisture from his eyes and uttered two words: "...scoundrel."

He stretched out his hand to push Zou Yanzhi, but unfortunately he failed to move him forward, and was instead held tightly in his arms.

Zou Yanzhi buried his head in Si Mo's neck, greedily inhaling his scent and feeling the familiar warmth.

It took a long time before I finally felt better.

He also found that he seemed to be getting more and more attached to Si Mo. He couldn't tell why, but he simply didn't want this person to leave his sight.

It was a long time before I realized that he actually had some separation anxiety at the time. He often missed Si Ma so much that his hands were shaking.

I was busy until three or four o'clock in the afternoon. After lunch, editor Changcheng said Happy Mid-Autumn Festival before leaving.

Before leaving, he took Zou Yanzhi's autograph with satisfaction.

As night fell, the dusk deepened. A layer of dark blue mist filled the sky, and the twinkling lights of stars lit up the night sky. The dim light of the street lamps gradually outlined the contours of the streets.

After seeing people off at the door, the faint smile on Zou Yanzhi's lips gradually faded away.

That's right...it's time to settle the accounts.

In the evening, Zou Yanzhi didn't say a word after he cleaned up the table. He went upstairs quietly, walked into the study and slammed the door shut, it was hard not to attract attention.

It was as if the hint had become an explicit statement, and all the childish behaviors were saying for him: I'm angry, come and comfort me.

As a result, he sat in front of the computer for half an hour, and there was no sound outside the door.

"..."

There was no choice. The man with a face as red as the bottom of a pot moved to the door reluctantly and grasped the door handle fiercely - as if he was holding the back of Si Mo's neck.

With a crisp sound, Zou Yanzhi's gaze slowly moved downwards, and his eyes immediately met with the young man who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.