[Huh? Wen Siyu is distressed that her husband has become the number one brother? 】

[Is it that I'm also distressed? The reward gift should be divided in half with the platform, and it may not be half in Wen Siyu's hands! 】

[That's it!] Mr. Si, don't swipe the gifts, just go home and hand over the salary card to your wife! 】

……

Wen Siyu, who was at the end of the live broadcast, breathed a sigh of relief, and when he was talking and laughing with the staff, suddenly, the girl staff who was facing the door let out a gossip laugh, subconsciously looked at the door, and shouted: "Teacher Wen——"

Looking in the direction of his gaze, Wen Siyu saw a tall and handsome figure, he just stood there like a well-carved portrait, perfect rumors.

"Huh?" The person who was still brushing the gift just now, why did he suddenly come to Wen Siyu like a trick?

Wen Siyu asked in surprise, "Why are you here?" ”

Si Moyan walked quickly to Wen Siyu, staring at Wen Siyu with doting eyes throughout the whole process, with affection, and couldn't see anyone else: "I'll take you home!" ”

In just a few words, several little girls next to them let out an "oh", and even began to coax: "Wow! Mr. Wen and his wife are so affectionate! ”

"Our light bulb is too bright! Hurry up! ”

Then he greeted Wen Siyu at the speed of light, and then withdrew from the dressing room backstage.

Suddenly, only Wen Siyu and Si Moyan were left in the huge dressing room.

Because of the joke just now, Wen Siyu was a little embarrassed, and her cheeks flushed: "Don't listen to their nonsense-"

Si Moyan tilted his head and stared at Wen Siyu's cute expression: "I think what they said makes sense!" ”

As he spoke, he took another step forward, reached Wen Siyu, and naturally stretched out his hand to hold her little hand.

The big hand wrapped the small hand, and there was a thin layer of calluses in his palm, gently rubbing the back of Wen Siyu's hand, which was both warm and comfortable.

"Y-how?" Probably being electrified, Wen Siyu's tongue knotted when he spoke.

Si Moyan was very satisfied with her reaction and continued to hold hands with her.

Her hands are white and small, not only beautiful, but also feel good.

He rubbed his thumb a few times, spread it directly in the palm of his hand, carefully admired it, played with it, and was very satisfied.

"By car!" Si Moyan joked with a grim face, "Otherwise, come here?" ”

It's a bit far from Tangu.

"It's not!" Wen Siyu hurriedly changed his words and asked again, "You were still frantically giving gifts in my live broadcast room just now, why did you get here so quickly?" ”

And again—

Wen Siyu has never told the live broadcast address!

"How did you know I was here?" This is Wen Siyu's second question.

Si Moyan nodded patiently: "Oh! ”

Glancing at the watch on his wrist, he smiled happily and said, "It's been two and a half hours of live broadcast, are you tired?" Why don't we talk as we go? ”

Seeing Wen Siyu nodding, Si Moyan interlocked his fingers with him and walked outside side by side.

About half an hour ago:

Si Moyan, who was brushing gifts for Wen Siyu at home, suddenly remembered a question: How to go home when Wen Siyu's live broadcast ends?

His wife is so beautiful at night, how dangerous it is to be alone!

He almost wanted to call Wen Siyu, but thinking that she was live broadcasting, he changed the contact object - Lin Kexin.

The corners of Lin Kexin's mouth, who received a call from Mr. Si, immediately turned up to the sky: "Mr. Si, I am Xiaolin, if you have any orders to arrange, if I don't do it, I will do it, and I will go all out!" ”