After returning home, Shen Zhiyi suddenly realized that she couldn't find her hair tie.

Could it have been dropped at Lu Yanzhuo's house?

She messaged him.

"Did you see my hair tie?"

After a long time.

I finally received his reply.

"No."

Shen Zhiyi was even more confused.

Could it be that it was lost at the pet hospital?

never mind.

She sighed.

Why am I always so forgetful?

She went to the study, prepared the props, and began today's live stream.

Lu Yanzhuo went online almost immediately.

"Hey? Blackstone's here so early today?"

"Won't you just send your sister gifts again without warning?"

As soon as the comments appeared, golden beams of light suddenly burst out of the live stream screen, exploding like fireworks.

Then, a giant three-dimensional trophy slowly rose from the center.

@Yan sent out the carnival x1

@Yan sent out carnival x2

...

@Yan sent out 10 Carnivals

Holy crap!

"My sister hasn't even started broadcasting yet! How come she's already sent 10 Carnival gifts!"

Even Shen Zhiyi was stunned.

"Thank you, Yan."

"But you don't need to swipe so many times."

He won't even eat with her; she'll feel embarrassed if he does that.

As if he knew what she was thinking, Lu Yanzhuo stopped sending gifts and simply watched her quietly from outside the screen.

He leaned against the headboard, fiddling with her silk hair tie in his hand.

A faint flame flickered in his cold gaze.

Only he knew that the money was merely a psychological compensation for secretly keeping her hair ties.

It's just something I use to fool myself.

"Today, I'm bringing you a late-night kitchen recipe!"

Lu Yanzhuo was drawn to her voice.

I lifted my eyelids and looked at the screen.

I noticed that she was wearing a pink apron today, with a matching pink lace choker around her neck, and a pink heart ornament hanging in the center.

Despite her perfectly normal and cute attire, his eyes were dark and uncontrollably fixed on her collar, his gaze tearing at it.

Perhaps a faint red mark will be left there.

He would help her massage it in.

With his lips...

Lu Yanzhuo closed his eyes, gripped the hair tie tightly, and even his breathing became heavy.

The sound of boiling milk came through my headphones.

Shen Zhiyi picked up the cutting board and began to cut the fruit gently and slowly.

The clattering of the knife against the cutting board and the cracking of fruit mingled together near the microphone, creating a soothing and calming sound.

Lu Yanzhuo's heart calmed down.

"Sister, you're amazing! You control your strength so well, it's so rhythmic, it sounds so soothing."

"My anxiety has been relieved since I watched your live stream, thank you."

Shen Zhiyi felt very satisfied as she looked at the comments.

"You're welcome."

"I'm happy to be able to help everyone."

"I should thank you for being with me."

Her heartfelt gratitude left Lu Yanzhu slightly taken aback.

Over the years, he relied on her videos to get through the most difficult period since he fell ill.

He had never had any other intentions before.

It was only after meeting her that I developed feelings for her...

And now.

He was absolutely certain that his desire for her had reached a pathological level.

He was even jealous of coins.

At the same time, he was afraid of her touch.

I was afraid that my overreaction would frighten her.

He didn't know if thinking about her over and over again was a form of self-torture.

Or perhaps...

Drinking poison to quench thirst.

Lu Yanzhuo opened his eyes and silently watched her entire live stream.

Not a single frame was missed.

Even after turning off the screen, I still felt a little unsatisfied.

He lay in bed, put on his headphones, and listened to her recorded broadcast, thinking that she was only a wall away from him...

He rolled over.

To accept moral condemnation in one's own imagination.

suddenly.

A very faint notification tone came through the headphones.

Lu Yanzhuo's body stiffened.

Not again?

*

After finishing her broadcast, Shen Zhiyi was exhausted after cleaning up the mess on the table and floor.

She only does these food-related live streams once in a long while.

Although the effect was very good.

But cleaning it up was really exhausting.

To prevent splashed juice from staining the floor and damaging the electrical equipment, she laid several removable, soft rugs near the table.

Now we have to remove them piece by piece and clean them.

By the time she finished packing, she was completely exhausted.

After taking a shower, I collapsed onto the bed like a lump of dough.

Suddenly, he looked at the wall.

I don't know if he's asleep or not.

Could the "Yan" in the live stream be him?

Shen Zhiyi glanced at the bedside table.

The thought of his underwear hidden inside made her cheeks flush again.

When she goes to take care of Gangbeng tomorrow, she must take this piece of cloth with her.

Wait until he leaves for work, then secretly put it back!

Shen Zhiyi made up her mind.

I remembered that short film I didn't watch last time.

The male actor looks a bit like Lu Yanzhuo, although he doesn't have as good a physique, he also has a tough guy style.

After a long day, watching a short movie isn't too much to ask, is it?

She chose another movie he starred in.

It's another repairman-themed film that I didn't get to see last time.

Then he found his headphones and put them on.

She even took a special look when connecting.

It's a string of familiar English prefixes.

She clicked the link with peace of mind.

Little did she know that her headphones and Lu Yanzhuo's headphones were the same model, with very similar prefixes and names, only the last few English letters were different.

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