Live broadcast I am an actor in an upgrade streaming game

【Hey hey hey hey...】

[Pfft—is the swordsman so impatient? 】

[I didn’t see it, I didn’t see it, hahaha]

Yan Ge flew straight into Fenglou's room with Swordsman Wushuang, and threw him on the bed.

[This development, why is something wrong? 】

【So it's not the swordsman who is anxious, it's...】

Swordsman Wushuang fell into the white brocade quilt, and the black clothes formed a great contrast with the white quilt.A touch of red in the ears eased the contrast and added a touch of ambiguous atmosphere.

Yan Ge sat beside him, and the long white robe fell down, covering the swordsman Wushuang's black robe, looking extra lingering. "Wu Shuang—"

Swordsman Wushuang clenched the sword in his hand tightly. Although the sword just used up all the strength in his body, after a period of relaxation, he has recovered some strength.

"Wushuang." Yan Ge took his movements into his eyes and called again softly.

"En." Swordsman Wushuang lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the white robe covering his clothes.The black clothes corners and the white clothes corners are intertwined, with the same dark pattern embroidered on them, there is a touch of harmony in the strong conflict, and a tacit understanding between each other.

Looking at the downcast swordsman Wushuang, Yan Ge chuckled and took off his coat.

In Swordsman Wushuang's sight, the black corners of his clothes were completely covered by white.That's Tan Hua's coat?Tan Hua wanted to... The redness of his ears spread to his neck, extending all the way to the skirt of his clothes.

【Red, ears are red! 】

[So this is really...]

[Tan Hua, don't be so casual!You are not married yet! 】

[Ahem, I put on my earphones. 】

Out of the corner of his eye, Yan Ge put the bullet screen into his eyes, Yan Ge raised his lips, took out a box of ointment from the side, and held it in his hand.

【! ! ! 】

[At this moment, am I the only one who thinks wrong? 】

[Yes, only you. 】

【Intuit! 】

Swordsman Wushuang felt a pair of icy hands covering him, and the slender fingers inserted into his fingers one by one, interlaced with his fingers.The fingertips of the five fingers of those hands gathered together, pressed lightly on his palm, stuffed a cold thing into his palm, and slipped away mischievously.

This is?He subconsciously rubbed the cold box in his hand with his fingertips, as if looking for the temperature that had just disappeared.

Yan Ge saw through his doubts, the corners of his eyes curled up, "Ointment."

[Medicine—medicine—ointment! 】

The word "ointment" hit Swordsman Wushuang's eardrum directly, making him lose his mind for a moment.

Yan Ge rubbed the mimosa imprint on his wrist, and saw that it turned yellow as expected.The slender fingers pressed the skirt of the shirt and paused slightly.

[Tan Hua, what are you going to do? 】

【Heartbeat. 】

[The face is red and the ears are red. 】

【Ah ah ah! 】

Yan Ge lifted off his underwear, his fair skin flashed past, and the live broadcast interface turned into a mosaic.They only heard Yan Ge's gentle voice, "Come here."

【Fuck! 】

【Ah ah ah! 】

[God damn mosaic! 】

[I'm so mad, I'm so mad! 】

【Come on, what are you coming for? 】

When Swordsman Wushuang heard this, his whole body froze, almost ignoring the vague smell of blood on the tip of his nose.He raised his eyes abruptly, and saw the flesh and blood on Yan Ge's white shoulders, all other thoughts in his mind faded away, leaving only worry in his heart. "You are hurt."

【What?injured? 】

[The arrow just now, shoulder. 】

[So the ointment is really an ointment?Are you here for medicine? 】

The fans in the live broadcast room could only hear the sound but not the picture, and they exploded one after another.

[If I didn't know that Tan Huada is an NPC, I would suspect that he was teasing us on purpose. 】

[No, I suspect that he is deliberately teasing the swordsman. 】

[But the swordsman didn't seem to hear it? 】

【Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha laughing to death】

Yan Ge retracted his gaze, and met Swordsman Wushuang's eyes, those eyes were all about him, clearly only his shadow was imprinted.He hooked his lips and repeated what he said just now, "Come and give me the medicine."

Swordsman Wushuang put his left hand on the bed, his body soared into the air, flew towards Yan Ge, and knelt down beside him on one knee.Whether his feet were on the ground or the bed didn't affect his movements at all, but the white quilt left half a black footprint.

He waved his hand, and a jet of water flew out of the hot spring beside him, hitting Yan Ge's wound directly, washing away the blood stains on it.The water droplets mixed with the blood stains formed red blood, which slid down the chest.

Swordsman Wushuang wrapped the bloody water with his internal force, and threw them back into the warm pool, staining the clean water red.The cold internal force touched Yan Ge's chest, and the smooth skin reflexively formed small particles.

He was slightly stunned, and then his ears turned red, and even his face was stained a little red, "bear it."

"En." Yan Ge leaned against the head of the bed, letting Swordsman Wushuang do what he did.He lowered his head, his gaze passed over Swordsman Wushuang's red ears, and fell on his focused side face.

The swordsman Wushuang who applied the medicine for him lost the coldness in his eyes, and there was a little more warmth in his eyes, like a lone wolf finding a pack of wolves.

After carefully cleaning the wound, Swordsman Wushuang began to apply medicine.The right hand holding the sword was stained with ointment, and the ointment landed on Yan Ge's shoulder with the pulp of his finger.

Pressing the delicate skin with slightly callused fingertips, he couldn't help but be taken aback by the touch from under his fingers.Swordsman Wushuang quickly applied the ointment and left, his expression as cold and calm as ever.If you ignore the red tips of his ears.

Swordsman Wushuang got out of bed and stood aside, watching Yan Ge's slender fingers grabbing the belt of his underwear.He reached out and held it down.

Yan Ge raised his eyebrows.

"It's broken." Swordsman Wushuang said in a deep voice.

Yan Ge saw that the original white underwear was dyed red, and there was a big hole in the shoulder.If it is not in the game, this dress is definitely not allowed to be worn again.

He stretched out his hand and opened the door of the closet next to him, and a new inner garment and outer robe flew out of it.The hand held by Swordsman Wushuang held his hand in reverse, and scratched his palm gently with his fingers, "Is it all right?"

[What's broken? 】

[What's okay? 】

"En." Swordsman Wushuang was silent for a while before answering.

Yan Ge let go of his hand, took off his underwear, and put on a new one.

The live broadcast screen returns to normal.

Such a short time to apply the medicine made the fans in the live broadcast room feel embarrassed.

[The swordsman is also...too upright. 】

【Ugh. 】

【Hey! 】

After Yan Ge put on his inner coat, he was about to reach for his outer robe, but the outer robe slipped from his hand and disappeared behind him.He turned around and saw the swordsman Wu holding his robe in both hands.

【This is?To dress him? 】

[Also, Tan Hua is very inconvenient! 】

[I take back what I said earlier.Before, it was called taking advantage of people's danger, but this is called being upright, okay? 】

[Swordsman go boldly! 】

This is?Thinking of his silence just now, Yan Ge bent his lips.Swordsman Wushuang met his gaze and blinked slowly.

[Swordsman, don't be cowardly, let the bold die, starve the timid to death! 】