The sweetest husband in the live broadcast world [Online Games]

The sudden voice call was particularly abrupt at night, and Song Yang was startled.

When he saw the words "Nanfeng Heyu" clearly on the caller ID, Song Yang felt his palms were burning hot, and he had the urge to throw the phone away.

Let him be so cheap that he was out of his mind the last second and sent a message to Nanfeng Heyu asking if he was asleep.

It is said not to make decisions in the middle of the night, because emotions can easily make people lose their minds.

as predicted.

In fact, he regretted it on the spot after sending it out. After all, it is already late at night, after three o'clock in the morning.

What is he on the nerves?

The night is misleading people!

Of course, Song Yang, who claims to be able to drink a thousand cups, will not admit that alcohol may be part of the reason for this impulse.

In short, when he was still struggling with whether to withdraw, he immediately dialed over after a voice call.

Even though Song Yang was a little embarrassed when the bell rang, it was impossible for him to miss the voice call anyway.

"Brother Nanfeng." Song Yang answered the phone with a hoarse voice, and he was startled.

Nanfeng Heyu immediately replied, "Have a cold?" Realizing that his tone was a little anxious, he softened his tone a bit: "Did something happen?"

Just one sentence made Song Yang's nose sour.

He asked, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

His slightly nasal voice was muffled, perhaps because he had been drinking, he spoke a little slower than usual, to Nanfeng Heyu's ears it sounded like a spoiled child.

Nanfeng Heyu sighed silently, and asked: "Did something happen? Have you been drinking?"

"Yeah, I drank some with Ran Ran," Song Yang said in a more serious tone, "but I'm not drunk."

"Well, I know."

"That's, I can drink super-not like burning, I vomited several times, but his awesome point is that he can run to the toilet by himself, aim at the sink, and come back by himself after vomiting. Of course he is unconscious now Now, unlike me, I can still call my brother, hehehe."

Maybe the wind is gentle tonight, since Nanfeng Heyu's first words came from the handset, Song Yang's self-control gradually collapsed.

Nanfeng Heyu also cooperated: "Really, then you are very powerful."

"Brother Nanfeng."

"Ok?"

"Why didn't you sleep?"

Nanfeng He Yu paused.

He continued, "Slept for a while, woke up halfway, and just saw your message."

Song Yang chuckled, "Liar."

Nanfeng Heyu didn't refute, and Song Yang didn't answer immediately, and was silent for a while.

The atmosphere was not awkward, but no one spoke first.

Finally, Nanfeng Heyu held back his big move, and said, "You don't usually do this."

Song Yang immediately understood what he meant.

You don't usually do this.

He would not send him a message in the middle of the night at the risk of disturbing Nanfeng Heyu.

I don't want to get to the bottom of it and have to spread out what they have tacitly said.

Won't……

"I'm drunk—" Song Yang said confidently.

Again.

Normally, he would never act like a spoiled child so unscrupulously.

Just thinking about this, Song Yang on the other end of the phone took another step forward.

He asked, "Do you have a girlfriend, brother Nanfeng?"

This is not the first time Song Yang has asked this question.

But it was his most unscrupulous and undisguised once.

He replied, as usual, "No."

"Really? The only question you can't lie to is this question."

With his hoarse voice and his coquettish tone, Nanfeng Heyu's eyes darkened when he said such a sentence with a lot of information.

"Yangyang, I won't lie to you."

After getting the answer, Song Yang didn't mind exposing more, so he asked again: "Will there be none in the future?"

boom--

Song Yang woke up suddenly, the phone had fallen to the ground at some point, probably this was the culprit who woke him up just now.

It was too late to feel ashamed because of what he did before the fragment, he focused on recalling the answer of Nanfeng Heyu's last sentence, but he couldn't remember it at all.

It can't be a dream, can it?

Thinking of this, he hurriedly reached for the mobile phone on the ground, but he leaned over, his center of gravity suddenly became unstable, and he fell to the ground.

"Ow—"

There was a sound of footsteps accompanied by Meng Ran's banter, "Practice your voice?"

After seeing Song Yang's situation clearly, Meng Ran rushed over to help him in three steps at a time, but his mouth was still merciless, "Hi, happy new year, happy new year - what's the relationship between us? Are you still willing to make such a big gift?" -"

Song Yang glanced at him sideways, "No wonder there are no bamboo shoots on the mountain recently, and you have taken away all your love."

While being lifted up, he reminded Meng Ran, "Mobile phone!"

Seeing that Song Yang took the phone he handed over to look at it immediately, and didn't reply like before, Meng Ran said casually, "What? A beautiful girl confessed to you last night?"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Song Yang coughed violently, and Meng Ran almost jumped up in shock——

"No, no, isn't it true that someone confessed to you?"

He didn't even pause, and said surprisingly: "Your brother Nanfeng confessed to you?!"

"Shut up, you big horn." Song Yang pretended to cover his mouth, but Meng Ran nimbly avoided it.

Song Yang didn't make a fuss: "When others glance at you, you interpret it as liking you, right?"

"That's not—" Meng Ran's tone was even a little proud.

"Is it right?" Meng Ran went up to grab his arm and gossiped.

"of course not!"

"Hey, this man is really ink." Meng Ran's tone was a little regretful.

Song Yang: "..."

Do you think I care about you?

Song Yang stopped talking to him, turned around and looked through the chat records.

When it became clear that there was indeed a record of a voice call with Nanfeng Heyu after 47:[-] in the morning, and the displayed time was [-] minutes, Song Yang was in a bad mood!

After all, his memory only stays in the last sentence he asked after he learned that Nanfeng Heyu emphasized that he didn't have a girlfriend, "Will there be any in the future?" After that, he has no more memories.

At most ten minutes at most.

He couldn't help but put his head in his hands, trying desperately to recall what the two of them talked about in the remaining two or three ten minutes.

However, no matter how hard he tried, his thoughts seemed to be frozen, stuck at a critical point, and he would not move at all.

"Woooooo! Ran Ran—" Song Yang couldn't help but wailed.

"What's the matter? What's the problem, tell Dad?"

Having no time to care about this guy started to talk cheap again, Song Yang complained:

"Alcohol kills people!"

But Meng Ran put his shoulders on him, faced Song Yang, and said in shock, "You don't know how to confess after drinking?"

Song Yang howled louder——

"I don't remember! Woohoo!"

"Then do you still play in the ranking at noon?" Meng Ran asked.

"I... I don't know. The reality is too cruel, don't force me to face it. QAQ"

Meng Ran snorted coldly, "You should really let your fans see how promising you are."

Song Yang collapsed on his own, "What should I do? Did I say anything outrageous?"

Just the beginning of the paragraph he remembered was outrageous enough, and he couldn't even think about the rest.

My old swan, one social death tip a day get√

Another day of wanting to stuff myself in the ground. QAQ;

beep-

【Are you awake? 】

【(Cat tilts its head)】

"hiss--"

Song Yang gasped.

"Ah, brother Nanfeng, what's wrong with you, Brother Nanfeng! Don't scare me, I'm timid!!"

Seeing that Song Yang started to convulse again, Meng Ran was not calm anymore, "What's wrong, he called you bald little baby??"

"He, he, he...he is so cute! What the hell happened last night!!"

Song Yang fell headfirst into the sofa at last, and started to escape from reality as if he had been drained of energy.

However, after not being quiet for a long time, he took out his mobile phone again, and after several words, he returned a message to Nanfeng Heyu——

[Just woke up, so sleepy, I won't play ranked at noon, I'll go back to sleep. 】

As soon as the send button was pressed, Song Yang's hands seemed to lose consciousness, and his whole body was paralyzed.

However, when the notification sounded again, Song Yang still immediately picked up the phone.

【Well, take a good rest. When you get up, you can drink some sugar water and eat something light. 】

With a long sigh, Song Yang didn't reply, and he didn't fall asleep again as he said.He sank into the sofa with his eyes open, his eyes were empty, and he was in a daze.

During the period, he vaguely heard that Meng Ran wanted to borrow his computer, gestured an ok gesture and got a response, and then continued to lie paralyzed like a salted fish.

-

Meng Ran started the broadcast in Song Yang's study. He didn't use the desktop that Song Yang usually used for live broadcast, but a spare notebook beside him.

As soon as the broadcast started, the bullet screen in his live broadcast instantly swiped the screen.

[Come on come on! 】

[You are late again, add broadcast! 】

[I'll give you a chance to explain why you're late, you better satisfy me, or break up! 】

[Camera started——]

Meng Ran picked a reply: "The camera can't be turned on, I'm not at home."

【Hurrah!You steal food outside behind our backs! 】

[Why don't you go home, where did you fool around? ! 】

[Be clean and clean, baby, Mama is very disappointed in you. 】

[Stop scolding, it's all my little fairy's fault, he's at my house, if you want to scold me, scold me! 】

[The one in front wants to fart! 】

Meng Ran looked funny, "Don't talk nonsense, your anchor is a serious person."

After chatting casually for a while, ignoring a few bullet screens asking why I didn't double row with Li Qinghe recently, Meng Ran opened the solo queue and started today's game live broadcast.

The barrage in the live broadcast room also gradually calmed down. Fans dutifully kept the routine words such as "Come on" and "666" and watched the live broadcast quietly.

Seeing that the qualifying time was about to end, a clear male voice suddenly sounded——

"Are you eating noodles now?"

The barrage instantly shuddered.

[Super fierce! 】

Immediately someone excitedly pierced through.

[Is it super fierce! 】

[Let Super Fierce start broadcasting soon, thank you for all the flowers that Brother Nanfeng has been waiting for! 】

Meng Ran snickered in his heart, and replied solemnly: "What is super fierce? There is no super fierce—"

[Liar! 】

【Oh!You have something to do! 】

[Tsk tsk, after all, my brother Nanfeng made the wrong payment! 】

Song Yang saw the barrage, and followed Meng Ran's rhythm to tease: "That's right, there is no such thing as super fierce, obviously there is only Yang Yang."

The words startled a thousand layers of waves, originally some fans were still a little uncertain, but the instant the words came true, the barrage exploded——

"There's something wrong with you two!"

"As long as you live long, no matter how ancient the CP is, there will be times when you can score high—"

"Today is the day for me to carry the banner of fire and water CP!"

"Brother Nanfeng, I'm sorry, I only kowtow today!"

"I thought I was a fan of Xipi, but in the end, you guys secretly scored points and didn't take me with you. The brazen man was in tears!"

……

Meng Ran knew that the barrage was joking, so he didn't answer. He asked Song Yang, "Aren't you going to start the broadcast? They said that you, Brother Nanfeng, are waiting eagerly."

"I told him that there will be no broadcast at noon." Song Yang replied.

Besides, Brother Nanfeng didn't broadcast it himself.

Song Yang added silently in his heart.

Therefore, the bullet screens are all big trotters!snort!

Just in time, Meng Ran winked at him.

Song Yang gave him a white look, and asked again, "Do you eat noodles?"

Meng Ran: "You did it?"

Song Yang: "Why don't I give you a chance to show off?"

"No, no, no," Meng Ran quickly shook his head, taking the opportunity to make a request: "I want noodles with fried sauce—"

Talking about popular science with fans: "Our Yangyang cooking is delicious!"

There was another commotion in the barrage, and the female fans of Nanchao CP hid behind the screen and shivered.

They silently cheered for the other:

Cub, you have to work hard, so what about childhood sweethearts, man can conquer nature, you can do it!

Little did they know that the cub they were talking about, who also ranked noon at noon, had already turned off his phone and was about to board the plane.