She straddled the man's waist with her long legs, cupped his face in her hands, and leaned down to kiss him.
"You..." Wang Jian pointed at the two people entwined on the bed with his pinky finger, "I'm so angry!" He stomped his foot and turned to leave the room.
The loud slam of the door made the windows shake.
The tender lips parted.
Li Man released him and turned to look at the door: "I chased him away for you, no need to thank me."
Luo Jianxing tilted his head back slightly, looking as if he hadn't had enough. He sat up, protected her waist, and flipped her over, pinning her beneath him. He looked at her with deep emotion and said, "Never mind him, let's continue."
"Are you sure you can handle this?" Li Man asked jokingly.
"Status?" Luo Jianxing thought of something, jumped off the bed naked, opened the wardrobe, grabbed some clothes, and quickly put them on.
Li Man leaned against the bed, looking at his flustered appearance, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with you?"
He opened a white bag containing the medicine prescribed by the doctor, took out a packet of cold medicine, and said with self-reproach in his eyes, "It's all my fault for being careless. I wasn't fully recovered, but I kissed you."
"If I give you the disease, you can beat me up. I'll make you some cold medicine as a precaution."
She laughed and said, "No need, I'm in great physical condition." I thought it was something serious.
"No, I have to drink it." He said, walking towards the door.
"Wait a minute." Li Man got off the bed and took the cold medicine from his hand. "I'll make you some. You should calm down first, otherwise the viewers in the live stream will be very excited." She straightened her clothes and left the room.
Luo Jianxing glanced down, then walked to the bedside with his head down and lay down on the bed on his back: "I can't take a cold shower again, it's so hard!"
With nothing to do and not wanting the live stream to become dull, Luo Shimiao teamed up with Xiao Lü to tell jokes to the audience, making them laugh non-stop, with "hahahahaha" filling the screen.
The handsome Gu acted as a background character, occasionally responding with a word.
Li Man listened to the sounds coming from the kitchen, and the corners of her mouth turned up.
If her channel is all about food, then Miaomiao's channel is all about comedy.
In a great mood, he explained how to cook each dish to the audience.
Inside the live stream room.
Watching Manman cook gives me a strange sense of happiness.
I've recorded it all; I'll follow along tomorrow.
[She's beautiful and a great cook; I wonder which guy will end up with her.]
That kid's here.
Luo Jianxing flew over like a butterfly.
"Little Man'er, I'm here to help you."
Li Man's hand holding the spatula trembled, and she touched the goosebumps that had risen on her arm: "Why are you suddenly calling me like that?"
"It sounds nice." Luo Jianxing stood behind her, and from behind, it looked like he was embracing her.
[Help! I love this body shape difference!]
My third brother's broad shoulders feel so reassuring; I'll lean on them in my dreams tonight.
Can I use my leg to measure my brother's waist?
Jane! You've messed up my heart, when are you going to mess up my bed?
Sisters, please tone it down a bit, this is a legitimate live stream!
At the dinner table, Luo Shimiao watched as her third brother finished the fish soup in his bowl and sighed inwardly, "The power of love is truly great; it can make someone who doesn't like fish soup drink several bowls."
Li Man recalled what he had said before: "If you really don't like drinking it, don't force yourself."
"It really tastes good, and it doesn't have that flavor that I don't like at all." Luo Jianxing looked at her earnestly.
Seeing the sincerity in his eyes, Li Man smiled with pleasure. When she saw him about to serve more soup, she stopped him, saying, "You can't drink anymore. It's not good to drink too much at once."
"Oh, oh." Luo Jianxing stared longingly at the pot of milky white fish soup.
............……
Around 8:00 PM, Luo Shimiao escorted the photographer to the door: "Thank you for your hard work."
The photographer's face beamed with a smile: "It's not tiring at all, I'm very happy." He wasn't tired at all; on the contrary, it was very interesting. Sometimes he couldn't help but laugh. He was one of the few artists who made him happy.
After seeing the photographer off, Luo Shimiao and Gu Nian finished cleaning up the dishes and couldn't wait to pull him back to the room to unpack the gifts.
The two sat facing each other on the bed, looking at the gift box placed in the middle.
Luo Shimiao slightly raised her chin, gesturing with her eyes for him to open it.
Gu Nian had wanted to open it for a long time. With his slender fingers pulling open the black and gold ribbon, a sweet fragrance wafted out the moment the lid was opened.
His dark eyes widened in surprise: "This isn't...?"
His eyes flickered; could it be that Miao Miao wanted him to wear it?
A pair of black leather overalls will lie quietly inside the box.
Luo Shimiao picked up the clothes, her eyes shining: "I guessed right, it really is this little set." Her gaze swept over the man: "President Gu, since the fans are so thoughtful, why don't you try it on tonight?"
The man's ears turned red, a rare sight, as he looked at the outfit that barely covered his private parts: "Can I not wear this?"
"No way! If you don't wear it, I can forget about wearing any of the stuff you bought."
"I'll wear it!" Gu Nian took the clothes over, swallowed hard, and knew he had to wear them for the sake of those carefully chosen, beautiful clothes.
Luo Shimiao licked his lips: "It's getting late, go take a shower." He pulled her off the bed and pushed her into the bathroom.
She ran back to the bed and lay down, swinging her legs with an expectant look on her face.
Half an hour later.
Upon hearing the door open, Luo Shimiao sprang to her feet and quickly opened her camera, determined to capture the exciting moment.
“Miaomiao…” Gu Nian’s legs felt like they were filled with lead, and every step was extremely difficult. His handsome face was flushed red.
"Click-clack..."
Luo Shimiao covered his nose and frantically pressed the shutter button.
The scene was so shocking that she suddenly understood why Gu Nian would buy those kinds of clothes.
The suspender dress is incredibly sexy on men, with perfectly sculpted abs visible through the black shoulder straps.
The leather-like bitter tea seed covered his private parts, while the man's long, straight legs were exposed to the air.
Sexual tension is at its peak!
Gu Nian saw her taking pictures and rushed over to snatch her phone.
Luo Shimiao nimbly turned and cleverly dodged: "Don't be shy, lie down and let me take a few more pictures."
“You’ve already taken enough photos,” Gu Nian said stiffly.
Luo Shimiao shook his head: "We've only taken a few pictures, that's far from enough."
"Turn around and let me see the back."
Gu Nian's blush had spread to her neck, and her eyes flickered: "The back is about the same as the front, nothing to see." She said this, but kept backing away.
Her intuition told her that things were about to get even more exciting, so she tossed her phone onto the bed and beckoned to the man with her finger: "I'm not taking any more pictures. Come here and I'll give you a reward."
Gu Nian lifted his leg and walked forward. Although he knew she had "ill intentions," he couldn't refuse her.
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