Shocking! What kind of bizarre actions did the group's beloved, super-rich host take?

Xi Yanchen chuckled, reached out and took the phone, handing it to her: "I'm the Big Bad Wolf, what's there to be nervous about? I'm not going to eat you."

Bai Yisha didn't reply, but thought to herself: If you don't eat me, I'm afraid I'll lose my beastly nature and eat you!

She hasn't forgotten how many handsome men she's corrupted.

Scalp numbness.

However, she still reached out and took the phone he handed her.

Xi Yanchen's eyes flickered slightly. He rested his chin on her shoulder and said softly, "The flight was delayed, so we changed our flight. Yun Shen and the others said they had something to do and were transferring to another place."

Bai Yisha responded with an "oh" and subconsciously opened the 'Lighthouse' live streaming platform.

There was a replay of tonight's game inside. She clicked on it and glanced at it a few times. Her attention was immediately diverted, and her tense mood relaxed a bit.

Although I saw it live, the replay is still amazing.

Many netizens also edited the video and posted it online.

Especially the scene where Xi Yanchen gets a pentakill.

It's practically godlike.

She glanced at the comments and curiously opened the Yinlang short video platform. The top five trending topics were all about B·C winning the championship and Bai Shen's pentakill.

"Wow, look, Xiaobai, you're famous!"

Xi Yanchen chuckled and didn't disturb her.

When she was completely relaxed and lying comfortably on him, she was still watching fan-made videos of tonight's game.

Xi Yanchen inhaled the fragrance emanating from Bai Yisha, his dark eyes slowly moving downwards, his pupils slightly darkening: "You've watched it so many times, and you're still watching?"

His voice had a slightly hoarse quality, deep and resonant like the last notes of a cello.

Bai Yisha nodded, held her phone up to him, and smiled. "That pentakill was so cool, I couldn't get enough of it."

Xi Yanchen lowered his eyes, his gaze not falling on the phone screen, but staring straight at her.

Under the warm light, her cheeks were flushed with a faint pink from the heat. A few strands of hair, damp from the shower, were still dripping water, sliding down her collarbone and disappearing into the layers of white bath towels.

He suddenly reached out and gently wiped away a drop of water from her cheek with his warm fingertips.

"Does it look good?" he asked.

The tone didn't sound like they were asking about the match; it sounded like they were asking about something else.

"It looks good." Bai Yisha answered subconsciously, but her voice trembled when she met his deep gaze.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment.

The wind still blew outside the window, but inside it was so quiet that only the sound of each other breathing could be heard.

"Um, I, well, what I meant was that you played really well, and of course, you're handsome too, I just..."

"Wife, please give me a proper status."

Xi Yanchen interrupted her flustered words, his eyes gradually darkening, as if two dark flames were hidden in his eyes, dancing wildly beneath his calm surface.

Bai Yisha's heart suddenly raced; she could even feel the heat emanating from him.

Xi Yanchen simply turned the person around so that the two faced each other.

Bai Yisha didn't even care about her bare chest anymore. She placed her hands on his shoulders, licked her dry lips, and asked, "What kind of title are you talking about?"

It couldn't be the one she's thinking of...

Xi Yanchen leaned forward, the two of them were so close that their noses almost touched.

He reached out and gently massaged her from her waist upwards, and she did not resist.

Then, Xi Yanchen kissed her red lips, his voice hoarse and somewhat dangerous: "You know that."

She did not reject his intimate gestures and tacitly approved of his behavior. Realizing this, Xi Yanchen felt exceptionally pleased.

His breathing became heavy, hot, and sprayed onto her lips, bringing a tingling, itchy sensation.

Bai Yisha instinctively gripped his shirt collar with both hands, her eyes blinking rapidly: "Xiao Bai, I'm a bad person, aren't you afraid?"

She's perfectly lucid now, and the drug hasn't taken effect yet. Even knowing she bullied others, Xiaobai still...

Xi Yanchen took a small peck: "I'm not afraid."

"But I'm bullying you."

"I like being teased by you."

"It's not fair to you."

"It's okay, all I want is a title, please take me."

Outside the window, snowflakes fell silently, turning the whole world into a pure white expanse.

Xi Yanchen really is like a fox.

He kept saying he wanted a title and asked Bai Yisha to give him one, but his flirting skills never stopped.

"Hmm... hum..."

The room was so quiet that only their breathing could be heard, one light and one heavy, gradually merging into the same rhythm.

Suddenly, he leaned down, placing one hand on her ear and enveloping her entirely in his shadow.

The distance between them gradually closed, until she could smell the faint scent of his shower gel and see the slight trembling of his eyelashes.

"Are you cold?" he asked in a low voice, his voice slightly hoarse.

She shook her head, but subconsciously shrank further into the blankets, a blush creeping onto her cheeks.

"Then... honey, is that alright?"

Bai Yisha looked at the handsome man so close to her, his gentle peach blossom eyes, and his refreshing fragrance.

Who could refuse?!

She admitted.

She's a huge womanizer.

Oh well, let's enjoy ourselves first and regret it later...

So, Bai Yisha nodded almost imperceptibly.

Xi Yanchen chuckled softly and slowly lowered his head.

The warm breath brushed against her lips, gently tickling her heart like a feather.

Her well-defined fingers wrapped around the white bathrobe sash and slowly untied it.

"I've been waiting for this day for so long, so very long."

"Wife, I really regret not meeting you sooner."

The blizzard outside the window showed no signs of stopping; on the contrary, it intensified, becoming the only wild dancer in the world.

Large, fluffy snowflakes poured down, swirling and churning wildly in the night wind, swallowing up distant buildings and nearby bare trees in a vast expanse of white.

Bai Yisha's consciousness gradually became hazy, and she hummed and mumbled incoherently.

All I can say is that Xi Yanchen took excellent care of him.

If there is an abyss in the world, it must be Bai Yisha.

He got caught up in it, and he got deeper and deeper into it.

Breathing intertwined, rising and falling.

Her waist was delicate, her wrists and ankles slender, and her lychee-like eyes emitted a soft, radiant glow.

She was breathing softly, as if in a dream, far away, hazy, so hazy that it was somewhat indistinct.

"Hmm, Little White..."

[Xi Yanchen's favorability +100, total favorability 200, double favorability reward of 10 points of Fortune.]

Xi Yanchen was also confused.

He was truly bewildered the moment he became hers.

That was the only thought in my mind.

Cherish her! Love her!

At this moment, everything is frozen in its interconnectedness.

In the act of self-forgetfulness, all restraint and self-control are lost.

They received the other's strength and their mutual support.

It brought the satisfaction of exchanging one's soul with another and transferring it into the depths of one's own heart!

Both of them succumbed to trembling.

It became mute.

Silence fell.

Only heavy breathing,

A passionate, intoxicating kiss.

Indeed, if his soul remained undisturbed after this terrifying dream, he would protect her for all eternity.

......

Bai Yisha fainted.