At ten o'clock in the morning, Lin Mo finally couldn't bear the successive bombardment of the alarm clock in his ear, and he had to get out of the quilt stupidly, he wanted to go to bed early last night, and make up for the live broadcast time he owed, who would have thought that Chen Nian's live broadcast was still alive and kicking up until two o'clock, and he wanted to talk all night, after a barrage swiping screen again and again to no avail, our Chef Lin couldn't bear it and began to brush the gifts, looking at the person shrunk in the plush pajamas and said goodnight in a panic, and after turning off the live broadcast, Chef Lin found that he had insomnia.

Lin Mo washed up briefly, put on white home clothes casually, and started the live broadcast in a daze, Lin Mo belongs to the kind of anchor who is very quiet, he rarely says all kinds of snasty things like other anchors, he just quietly cooks some of his favorite dishes, and occasionally tells fans about the details that need to be paid attention to when cooking.

As soon as Lin Mo debugged the equipment, he saw that his house management took up the rhythm.

Housing management 1: BLTV first ace pigeon online.

Housing management 2: The mentally handicapped anchor finally remembered his account password.

Barrage: The anchor IQ is 3 years old and can't remember the password.

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Chen Nian rarely watches other people's live broadcasts, probably because he happens to be his fans, and he already likes to eat, so he squatted in Lin Mo's live broadcast room early in the morning, and just saw Lin Mo slowly tidying up the kitchenware, the man in front of the camera was dressed in simple home clothes, his hair should not have been carefully taken care of, and there were a few handfuls of hair standing on the top of his head, although he didn't seem to have slept well, but his eyes were very bright, and there was a faint tear mole on the side of the faint dark circles, which belonged to the kind of boy who was very delicate, and it was also the type that Chen Nian liked very much。

"What are we going to do today? Otherwise, let's make crayfish, and summer is not complete without crayfish." ”

It's this voice again, Chen Nian first heard it when she was 20 years old, she just liked good sounds before, until she heard Mo Bai's radio drama for the first time, she really understood the meaning of the word voice control, that voice was not ringing in her ears, but exploded into fireworks in Chen Nian's heart, and she plunged into the circle where he was at the beginning, just a few years later

It may have been fate that she didn't find him at all, and just when she almost wanted to give up, she heard the voice she was thinking about again.

"When cooking shrimp, you must pay attention to cleaning and removing the shrimp line. ”

Chen Nian stared at the face on the screen, wanting to see more answers from his face, he should be his fan, and he was also his husband's fan, was this the same person he met in the restaurant yesterday? Is he Mo Bai or not? If it is Mo Bai, then Mo Bai is not his own fan, or is his husband a fan! Thinking of this, Chen Nian's heart seemed to have an overdose of stimulants, and he couldn't help but want to jump out.

"By the way, did the goddess of Nian Nian enter the room just now, knowing that the goddess of Nian Nian is coming, she will take care of herself. Lin Mo was handling the shrimp in his hand, while looking at several users with relatively high levels in the live broadcast room, he just glanced at it, as if he saw the prompt of Chen Nian entering the live broadcast room, in fact, there is no need to look at it, Chen Nian, who has the title of two-dimensional goddess certified user, is at the top of the online users.

"Goddess, are you still coming to the store to eat today? I remember that you like spicy food, I can make the lobster a little spicier. ”

Barrage 1: A stinky and shameless anchor, flirting with the goddess during the live broadcast.

Barrage 2: Reported !!

Barrage 3: The Goddess Looks at Me!!

Housing manager 1: Some people are cold male anchors on the surface, but secretly they are crazy men.

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Chen Niannian: Okay

Barrage 1: The sour smell of love

Barrage 2: I want to eat it too

Barrage 3: Niannian doesn't know if this product is her husband's fan, hey!

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Lin Mo's live broadcast room rarely has so many barrage swipes, because every time he starts a live broadcast, he cooks quietly and rarely interacts with the barrage, and then everyone doesn't post barrages much.

Put the lobster into the pot and adjust the heat, Lin Mo picked up the guitar hanging on the wall, and said lightly: "I'm in a good mood today, let's sing a song to everyone! I'll adjust the equipment first, everyone wait for me." ”

The camera moved a little direction, and Chen Nian saw a room full of figures and posters, most of which were anime characters she had once matched, which was really an avid otaku fan.

Barrage 1: There are so many figures, I'm sour.

Barrage 2: A wall of Momo, a suite in Beijing.

Housing management 1: The passer-by who has been matched by the goddess of Nian Nian has all ??(This housing management increases salary, God assists, there is wood)

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"Let's give you a light chaser!"

The music starts, the male voice is warm, different from the female voice of the original song, it is a different feeling, and there seems to be a boy standing in the dark all the time in the song, silently paying attention to a girl who is shining on the stage.

Chen Nian looked at Lin Mo's starry eyes, he didn't use too many skills when he sang, it was more like he was slowly telling, telling his heart, telling his thick emotions.

Chen Nian felt more and more that the boy with light in his eyes on the screen was the ink white in her heart, whether it was the word "ink" in his name or his voice, it made her feel that Lin Mo = Mo Bai, then it was also possible that Lin Mo = Mo Bai = "Chen Nian's husband".

Thinking of this, Chen Nian felt that her heart was beating faster, and the heat in the pot where the crayfish was boiling seemed to hit her face, steaming her face redder than the lobster in the pot.