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

Si Mo nodded slightly with satisfaction: "I'm hungry."

"... Then I'll treat Mr. Si to something to eat -"

Before Jin Sixian finished speaking, Si Mo stood up and walked around to the opposite side. He placed his hands on the back of Jin Sixian's chair and the corner of the table, surrounding him in a small area in front of him. His dark eyes stared straight at him, and a greedy emotion spread in his eyes: "Give it to me, take a bite."

*

Because of his hidden identity, Jin Sixian was very sensitive to the word "bite". When he heard Si Mo say this, he tensed up and subconsciously wanted to restrain the person in front of him.

As soon as Si Mo finished speaking, he was forced to stop his move to get closer to Jin Sixian, as he was only a few inches away from the alluring carotid artery.

His wrist was suddenly grabbed, and Jin Sixian stood up and flipped over, easily switching his position with Si Mo.

Because of the obstruction from behind, the two people looked like they were being pushed against the wall in turns.

The surroundings, which had finally calmed down, became noisy again because of this scene, and the staff in the cafe couldn't help but come over to remind people.

"What are you doing?" Si Mo quickly adjusted his state and asked in a panic.

The air was silent for a few seconds before Jin Sixian realized his own gaffe. He immediately loosened his hand that was restraining Si Mo, and felt a slight itch in his palm as if he had been electrocuted.

"Mr. Si is very good at joking." He smiled. After hiding his facial expression, he sat down slowly and returned to his usual gentle and gentle appearance.

"Did I scare you? Sorry..." Si Mo folded his hands on the table, with a strong attitude of a superior. Although he said the words of apology, there was no such expression on his face:

"But I'm not kidding."

"..."

The second time, the hunter's keen intuition confirmed his guess again. Could it be that Si Mo was really... a vampire?

Si Mo observed Jin Sixian's increasingly solemn expression, and when the time was right, he suggested: "Teacher Jin, let's talk somewhere else."

"it is good."

This place is indeed not suitable for confirming anything. If Si Mo is really a hidden vampire, then we need to find a deserted place to arrest him. Jin Sixian thought about it and then agreed.

After leaving the store, because Jin Sixian came here by taxi temporarily, he was eventually taken by Si Mo to the passenger seat of his car.

After starting the car, Si Mo pretended to be careless. When Jin Sixian looked over, he met his gaze, then glanced down, blinked and said innocently, "Seat belt."

Jin Sixian tightened his fingertips, stroking the belt and was about to pull it, but was grabbed by a hand that reached out from the side.

Si Mo's fingers were long, with distinct joints and warm palms. When they touched the back of his hand, the fingertips unconsciously hooked in the middle. Jin Sixian's pupils trembled for a moment, and he felt the touched skin was extremely hot, yet inexplicably made him feel attached to it.

Si Mo stretched his upper body out of the driver's seat and leaned towards the other side. The distance between the two of them was shortened in an instant, and it seemed that an ambiguous collision would occur if he tilted his head slightly.

The space was so small that they seemed to be able to hear each other's breathing, which was very light and rapid.

"I'll help you." Si Mo said, and pushed Jin Sixian's hand down, honestly pulled the buckle, fastened the seat belt with a click, and then quickly withdrew from this extremely ambiguous atmosphere.

He's like a scumbag who flirts and then runs away.

The place that was just touched still had the unique fragrance of the boy, and the warmth flowed along the veins on the back of the hand all the way to the limbs and bones. It could make people forget their purpose for a short time, and their brains would crash.

Jin Sixian felt his throat a little dry. He watched Si Mo turn the steering wheel skillfully, step on the accelerator and drive away, and he was reluctant to take his eyes off him.