Be a good pigeon today

After the last ray of light disappeared at the end of the horizon, Zhong Liyou took the camera off the stand: "How about it? Give you some time to slow down. Haiyu and I will prepare food first. We will have hot pot tonight."

Zhong Liyou watched the barrage slow down and greeted him one after another, and responded with a smile: "Yes, I will broadcast the second half, Haiyu is tired of talking."

And Haiyu started calling Zhong Liyou before it was quiet for a while: "Brother, how do you do this?"

Zhong Liyou went over with his camera in hand, and saw Haiyu squatting in front of the cassette stove, throwing the gas tank aside and waiting for Zhong Liyou to come over, still very much like a carefree child.

Seeing him like this, Zhong Liyou softened his heart and never tired of trying.

He threw the camera to Haiyu again: "You sit down, I'll come."

Haiyu didn't mind being broadcast on the air about his appearance as the idiot son of a landlord's family. He put the camera aside and made sure he could capture two people, so he went to Zhong Liyou's side: "I can still help you .”

"Okay, then you can tear off all the dishes and put them out."

"Yeah." No matter what it is, as long as Haiyu is called him, he will be very happy.

"Wow, there are deep-fried dough sticks! Bean bubbles, tomatoes, pork belly..." Haiyu would cry out in surprise, and the simple arrangement also made him look like a lucky bag.

Zhong Liyou couldn't help stretching out his hand to pinch Haiyu's face, the touch was very soft and good, Zhong Liyou's eyes on him almost turned into a piece of honey: "Little glutton, didn't you look at the dishes you took before?" ?”

Haiyu talked about him from left to right: "Baxi is so delicious..."

"It's just to patronize to eat anyway? Huh?" Zhong Liyou said helplessly, "I'll buy you a few barrels next time, and eat slowly."

Barrage: "I think I'm numb, please stay away from the life of fangirls." "Who knew they kicked the door of the cabinet..." "It's really gay, you two didn't secretly recite Let us go to get married?"

In fact, Zhong Liyou has already discovered that Haiyu has begun to accept him and rely on him like they did when they were dating. Zhong Liyou doesn't mind pushing the boat along. He understands that Haiyu has always liked him, and the reason for breaking up before was entirely because of insecurity. And that oolong.

This kid is so easy to understand, if he likes anyone, he will put it in his eyes, if Zhong Liyou doesn't know, then he is blind.

He wants to give Haiyu the best, so he is also willing to hold and pet Haiyu and give him enough sense of stability until he nods again to agree with this emotion.

"Don't be in a daze, the soup is boiling." Haiyu called him.

"Well, let's get to the dishes. I can make this bottom ingredient secretly, and it's guaranteed to be delicious."

"Then I'll have a sip of soup first... Really! It's delicious! Brother You, you can be a chef."

"Really?" Zhong Liyou's laughter sounded.

The breeze blew over, taking their happiness and worries away together.

"Enough to eat and drink!" Haiyu patted his bulging belly, looked at the fire that would not go out, and began to make suggestions, "What after-dinner show shall we have?"

"Have you already made up your mind?" Zhong Liyou saw Hai Yu's expectant expression, and knew what was going on in his stomach.

"Hey, I don't know if you want to play, it's a fun show in my live broadcast room." Haiyu blinked mysteriously, with an expression of understanding.

Of course, Zhong Liyou has been paying attention to Haiyu all the time, and he has added screen recordings to the live broadcasts that he has not watched before. He also knows that Haiyu also makes some challenging videos besides games.It was not difficult for Haiyu to ask him to join before. I don't know what kind of trick Haiyu has this time.

Although Zhong Liyou is also a person who can let go, but this time he will let Haiyu lead the rhythm of the live broadcast to prevent him from getting into trouble on the way.

Haiyu thought for a while: "Well, anyway, this time is to give back to the audience, so let's draw a challenge from the barrage. I said that from the beginning, you will post your ideas on the public screen, and then Zhong Liyou will not watch the barrage." Screen, say pause, I will take a screenshot, and the last barrage captured is our challenge today."

After speaking, he looked at Zhong Liyou, who nodded.

So Haiyu repeated it again, gave them a little time to think, and called the start.Zhong Liyou estimated the time and called to stop.

Then he waited for a while, and found that Haiyu hadn't spoken, so he turned to see what happened to the kid.When Zhong Liyou moved, he woke Haiyu up. Haiyu raised his phone, and his smile was a little forced: "It's a horror game..."

"I'm willing to bet, let's play, it's okay." Zhong Liyou has always had a strong heart, from the fact that he quickly accepted that Ran Ranran was a spirit before, it can be seen that he will not be afraid of any ghosts.

Haiyu nodded, searched for the rules of the game they were about to play, and read it out: "Dish Fairy. It is similar to Pen Fairy, and it also uses a medium to invite you to answer questions. Prepare a dish and write simple questions on one sheet. And digital whether those options paper would do."

After reading for a while, he suddenly raised his head and asked Zhong Liyou, "Do we have any plates?"

Zhong Liyou took a look at the tableware that he had just finished eating and was going to go back to clean up tomorrow: "Yes, there is, it's just..."

Haiyu followed his gaze and saw the only saucer used for sauce: "..."

In the end, I just had to wipe it off with a paper towel.

Haiyu and Zhong Liyou put the plate on the paper they had drawn, smelling the strong smell of the sauce, both of them were a little hard to get into the mood.

"It smells so good... I seem to be a little hungry again."

Zhong Liyou was abnormally silent.

"Do you think Die Xian would like sesame sauce? It would be great if he is also from the north."

"Pfft!" Zhong Liyou covered his mouth and laughed out loud, completely defeated.

Haiyu: "What are you laughing at?"

"I wonder if Die Xian will be the same as your friend I met before? Then it won't be scary."

"I do not know either."

Zhong Liyou suddenly reached out and raised Haiyu's face: "What's wrong?"

Haiyu froze for a moment, took Zhong Liyou's hand, and removed his hand from his face: "It's nothing."

But Haiyu's hands were cold.

Zhong Liyou had a guess, but he didn't break it. He just held Haiyu and didn't let go.

The two fell silent suddenly, and began to call Die Xian seriously.

"Die Xian, Die Xian, come quickly."

But the dish didn't move.

The two waited silently, and the atmosphere suddenly became weird.

After chatting with Danmaku for a few minutes, the two of them suddenly felt a new force appearing on the plate, leading them to slowly turn the plate.

Haiyu's face suddenly turned pale.

Zhong Liyou could feel cold sweat and slight trembling in Haiyu's hand.He couldn't help but squeezed Haiyu's hand even harder.

Haiyu felt that his heart was about to stop beating, and goosebumps from being frightened kept appearing on his body.But this time she didn't ask Zhong Liyou for help, and she didn't even tell her current state of mind.

Zhong Liyou saw that Haiyu was forcibly enduring it, and it was hard for him to say the words of giving up.

"Dixian Dixian, are you male or female?" Zhong Liyou spoke first.

Die Xian made a circle around the woman on the paper.

Haiyu looked like he was about to roll his eyes and faint at any moment.

Zhong Liyou was afraid that something might happen to him, so he pulled him into his arms directly.

Die Xian:?

Haiyu: ...

Barrage:? ! ? !

The plate paused for a while following their movements, and then slowly and tremblingly continued to rotate.

Even Die Xian was shocked by the two of them.

Haiyu fell into Zhong Liyou's arms, felt his familiar heartbeat and body temperature, and his mind turned. He stared at the plate with a scratch mark left by him, and asked, "Do you like sesame sauce?"

Zhong Liyou pinched the child's ears: "There is no option to like or dislike here."

Haiyu was taught and changed the question: "Do you like sesame sauce? It is sesame sauce for seasoning, not mahjong for playing cards."

Die Xian made a few laps on the spot, and finally moved to No angrily, spinning desperately, almost sparking sparks on the paper.

"But our plate is only used to hold sesame paste." Haiyu said seriously.

Die Xian stopped spinning again. She seemed to be thinking about several philosophical issues, such as whether the two wanted to ask questions, such as being unclean and smelling of sesame sauce. For example, sesame sauce smelled very fragrant. She was afraid of being Eat it as a dipping dish.

Finally, a crisp sound sounded, Die Xian was overwhelmed and split open.

Everyone fell into silence until Haiyu heard a slight exclamation in the grass in the distance.

He got up all of a sudden, grabbed Zhong Liyou and rushed there.Leaving the mess all over the floor, the cracked Die Xian, and hundreds of thousands of spectators.

Zhong Liyou was dragged almost into the air by him, and he realized how strong Hai Yu is, but this was not the time for him to think about it.Haiyu's hands are still cold, and what happened now?

He saw Haiyu trembling as he stretched out his hand like lightning and grabbed a black shadow from the woods.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, he realized that what Haiyu was holding was a squirrel.

Squirrel saw Haiyu looking at her expressionlessly. Although her face looked sweet and milky, but because she was deceived and frightened just now, Ye developed a strong resentment, which made her dare not struggle.

She moaned and chirped twice, wanting Haiyu to let her go.

But Haiyu didn't appreciate it, and asked, "Spirits? Home is here?"

The squirrel was stunned for a moment, and after carefully distinguishing its eyes, it realized that today it was bullying a compatriot: "Yes, yes. Forgive me, I just saw that you had fun and wanted to follow along. I don't know you Too……"

Haiyu interrupted her: "Forget it, let's go."

Squirrel was put down by Haiyu in a foolish way. She hesitated for a while, she had a lot to ask and say, but she looked at Haiyu, then at the man next to Haiyu, held back, and planned to Turn around and leave.

"Wait." Haiyu said, "You haven't been to human society yet, have you? If you need to go down the mountain, you can come to this address. There are all our own people here."

As he spoke, Haiyu wrote her the address of the Conservation Association.

The squirrel didn't say anything, stretched out its hand vigilantly and nimbly, snatched the note away, and ran away without looking back.

"I didn't expect it to be a spirit." Zhong Liyou also thought it was funny, "It's an oolong."

But Haiyu didn't laugh, his feet were weak, he grabbed Zhong Liyou's arm, and said weakly: "Scared, scared me to death, I thought there was really a ghost..."