Be a squeamish bag in Unlimited Live

This guy loves to ask weird questions.

Jiang Chi wiped the cold sweat that was seeping unconsciously from his forehead, and continued to suffer from the increasingly excessive demands on the screen.

Although he was worried for a moment whether Fu Zhiyu would doubt his identity, he probably wouldn't have such a weird idea of ​​a fox turning into a human, and he obviously slept soundly last night.

No matter how you do it, you can't wake up.

Jiang Chi confidently rubbed the eyes of the panda, who was obviously not sleeping well.

The eyes of the audience watching the live broadcast were particularly sharp. When Jiang Chi reached out to wipe his eyes, people saw the red marks on his fair wrist that had not faded away.

It looks... like finger marks.

The boy's skin was originally ice-white, and even the slightest trace would be conspicuous.This bright red trace is like rose petals falling in the snow, gorgeous and conspicuous.

It can make people feel infinite dark and violent hope in the bottom of their hearts at a glance.

I want to close the hideous finger marks with my own fingers, grab the boy's poor slender wrist and press it into the mattress, to see how he struggles but can't escape from his own cage, so I can only swallow it with that delicate and fragile voice. With a trembling groan/moan, I tossed/cheng/huan under my body.

——What's on Xiao Chi's wrist?Did you go to aid/dating behind your husband's back?Who did you sleep with?

——I saw it too, why is it red?Did Xiao Chi play some strange game?

——I don't allow Xiao Chi to have anything to do with other dog men!I'm going to kill that man!

— Who is the adulterer?Xiaochi doesn't want to listen to us anymore?I said no, oh, I can't be with others

——It won’t be number one on the list, will it?Bangyi looks very perverted, like that kind of perverted rich man.

——Isn't the number one on the list just showing up yesterday?Hit base so soon?I don't believe it, I don't believe it, I don't believe it!

Seeing that the guesses about the marks on his wrist on the bullet screen became more and more outrageous, the dense speed was so fast that Jiang Chi could hardly see clearly, some of the speeches were so extreme that they were a bit intrusive, threatening to kill the marks left on his wrist. The man who left the mark.

The little fox blinked blankly, and looked at the hideous mark on the wrist that Fu Zhiyu pinched.He has a guilty conscience, is it so obvious?

It's all the fault of that guy Fu Zhiyu, his sleeping habits are so bad that his wrist is about to be broken.

Although they knew that they hadn't discovered Fu Zhiyu's existence, the crazy speeches of bullet screens and comments made the boy unconsciously a little creepy.

Jiang Chi had no choice but to twitch the corners of his mouth, and explained hesitantly: "No, it's not what you think, it's..."

He is really not good at lying, a bright blush floated on his face, and the broken water in his ice blue eyes swayed slightly, he gritted his teeth: "I did it by accident, it's none of other people's business."

The young man exhaled slightly, lifted his snow-white eyelashes pitifully, folded his palms together and earnestly begged everyone in front of the screen: "I hope everyone will not involve innocent people because of me."

At the same time, on the top floor of this luxury apartment, in a dark room that was tightly blocked by curtains from all light, a pale man sat in front of the computer, staring intently at the handsome young man on the screen.

"Xiao Chi..."

A scorching hot breath overflowed from the man's throat, and he spit out that delicate name with a mouth full of smirks, as if he was slowly licking the end of the young man's scarlet eyes with treasure.

The sticky and fanatical gaze was like a hissing poisonous snake, wrapping coldly and ambiguously around the young man's fragile neck, and slowly, fixed on the ferocious red mark on the thin wrist.

Even though he was doing that kind of nasty thing, the room was still icy cold, and there was even a faint scent of sandalwood.

After the scorching heat, there was an icy silence. When the man spoke again, his voice had already turned into a clear spring, like ice and broken jade, which made people feel intimidated, but there was a hint of anger that could not be concealed in the ending:

"Who is bullying you, Xiaochi?"

Jiang Chi shivered for no reason, and tilted his head in confusion, strange, it was obviously not cold at all.

Just at this time, a private message from the background suddenly rang: "Does Xiao Chi live in Happy Apartment?"

Jiang Chi's backstage was filled with all kinds of spam private messages full of foul language every day, and for some reason, he just heard this.

Like a mysterious revelation, the ding dong chilled Jiang Chi's whole body in the scorching summer.

Jiang Chi was taken aback, and looked back with a guilty conscience. It was obviously just a white wall. I don't know how someone found it.

"A few days ago, I saw Xiao Chi appear there."

The fan profile picture sent to Jiang Chi's private message was still the initial profile profile picture of the platform, but the fan level was already displayed as vip9, which meant that he had been following Jiang Chi since the very beginning.

"Xiao Chi was taken care of, right?"

Listening to the name, it really looks like an ordinary community. However, both the location and the facilities here are among the best in the entire Binhai City, and the people who live here are either rich or expensive.

Jiang Chi wanted to pretend not to see, but the man was still sending Jiang Chi private messages one after another:

"It's okay, I won't dislike Xiao Chi, I will kill the person who dares to bully you."

"I'll soon find out who he is."

"Since they are all selling themselves, why can't Xiaochi sell them to me?"

"Don't live in Happy Apartment, Happy Apartment, it's haunted, hehe."

The last private message popped up with the notification sound, and Jiang Chi shrank his pupils suddenly.

coming.

The system's cold metal prompt sounded in my mind: "Congratulations to the host for successfully opening the mainline, the task information is loading... please wait..."

"The mission is loaded, and the mission is being released... Mission [-]: Investigate the apartment at night"

"The gloomy apartment at night is very suitable for live broadcasting. In order to attract more traffic, why not bring the audience to find the secrets hidden in the apartment!"

What the hell!Isn't this blatantly trying to die!

It's old-fashioned to live-stream encounters with ghosts!Don't the audience get tired of watching it?

The small metal cube in the sea of ​​consciousness sighed, and hugged the little fox's fluffy scarf intimately: "Hey, you don't know that, the supernatural live broadcast has always been the second hottest topic in the live broadcast world. "

Jiang Chi questioned, "Then what is number one?"

System: "That's what you're broadcasting now."

……

Fu Zhiyu still felt something was wrong.

He made an appointment with a psychiatrist, planning to see if he had a mental problem.

The subordinates were so frightened that they didn't dare to breathe. I don't know which unlucky guy has angered the boss today. Looking at that gloomy look, he couldn't really run away after being slept on?

Recently, Huanxing is discussing cooperation with another group, and the person talking to him is also a rather young man.

It's just that the always sick look is really annoying.

The moment Fu Zhiyu shook hands with him, his brows twitched slightly when he was stabbed by his cold palm.

Fu Zhiyu frowned unobtrusively, and glanced at the prayer beads on the man's wrist as if nothing had happened.

Ah, now that I think about it, maybe he shouldn't be looking for a psychiatrist but a Taoist priest.

But would the Taoist priest take his little fox away directly?

No.

Tsk, why don't you just press a monitor.

Isn't it normal to keep pets at home with surveillance cameras?Fu Zhiyu convinced himself solemnly.

"Boss Fu, you really are a man of talent." The man's dark eyebrows overflowed with a strange smile, on the surface he was flattering, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

Fu Zhiyu finally knew why he disliked him.

This expression is clearly provocative.

It was like blatantly declaring war on him, vowing to take away the most cherished thing in his hands.

The thing he cherishes most... what is it?

The tearful blue eyes of the young man suddenly slipped through Fu Zhiyu's mind, and the touch of the delicate wrist skin still seemed to be left on the fingertips.

It's strange, obviously I only saw it once, didn't I?

He couldn't even tell if it was real or a dream.

But that face, those silent eyes...

But already familiar to as if seen for thousands of years.