Quick Wear: Oops, the mission target is crying again

Chapter 574 Online Dating Is a Little Sweet 16

[Ahhh, Youyou, stop shaking. Judging from my many years of dating experience, Meigong Yao must like you too. Hold your head high and be confident!]

[Oh my god, I can hear Lin Jianyou's unsteady breathing. Look at you, artist Yao, you are almost suffocating our Youyou. The child is about to faint when he reads a word.]

[My friend, who says that our Lin Jianyou and artist Yao didn’t really try it? ? [Cover your face and laugh][Cover your face and laugh]]

Lingyao looked at it for a while and then her cell phone rang.

It’s Shengyou’s.

[Can you please stop looking at me? ]

He was dubbing live while she was watching him, and he was so embarrassed that his hair almost stood up.

The netizens who were originally enjoying the show suddenly saw that the artist Yao temporarily left the live broadcast room.

After drinking two glasses of water, Sheng You's voice gradually calmed down and he began to return to his normal state in the live broadcast.

【Why did artist Yao leave? 】

[Is there any need to think about it? He must be worried that Youyou is too nervous. ]

[The sound of Youyou drinking water is so sexy. After drinking the water, his voice is youthful and has a clear youthful sound. It's amazing. Artist Yao is so lucky! ]

【Meigong Yao eats really well! 】

【Meigong Yao eats really well! 】

In dormitory 302, Xiaoyue and Xiaoxiao looked at the screen full of comments in Lin Jianyou’s live broadcast room, looked at each other, put down the potato chips in their hands and stood up tacitly.

He walked up to Xiao Wu, who was holding his phone and smiling obscenely, twisting his body from time to time.

They surrounded Xiao Wu on the left and right, with their arms around their chests and sharp eyes, like the black-faced Bao Zheng who enforces the law most strictly.

With just one sentence, Xiao Wu was brought to the court.

"Tell me, what's the artist Yaoren like? How old is she? Has she ever had an open boyfriend? What's her lifestyle like?"

Xiao Wu was holding his mobile phone and typing away at the comments in Lin Jianyou's live broadcast room.

[There is definitely nothing wrong with Youyou following our artist Mrs. Yao. Let me tell you a secret. Based on my long-term observation, our artist Mrs. Yao must be a rich second-generation person in real life.....]

"Rich second generation?" Xiaoyue and Xiaoxiao frowned in suspicion.

"Of course." Xiao Wu has a say in this matter because she is a cat lover and knows all the cat breeds.

She stood up with confidence and faced two people at once.

"The cat raised by Meigong Yao's wife is five figures. The cat bed and cat food alone are at least five figures each. That's just the daily expenses. In a previous post, she randomly bought a small toy for the cat. Do you know what it was?"

Xiaoyue and Xiaoxiao naturally didn’t know and could only shake their heads in confusion.

"It's a six-figure luxury item, and you just throw it to the cat to play with!"

Xiaoyue and Xiaoxiao gasped.

Just now I felt that I must keep a close eye on my child, but now my attitude has changed immediately.

Qiang nodded to Xiao Wu with a stern face, and even extended a friendly hand to Xiao Wu.

"Hello, mother-in-law. We will leave Youyou to your artist Yao."

Xiao Wu held his head high and straightened the non-existent bow tie on his chest, holding one in each hand.

Sonorous and powerful: "I guarantee it! I'll take good care of it for you!"

......

Lingyao hasn't looked at her phone since she quit the live broadcast, mainly because the old man always stares at her while she eats.

She didn't open it until now, after taking a shower.

After unlocking, two unread messages are displayed.

Click in and take a look.

An hour ago, from Youyou: [I have finished the live broadcast. ]

Ten minutes ago, from Youyou: [Are you angry with me? I didn’t mean to prevent you from watching my live broadcast room. I will invite you to watch the next live broadcast, okay? ]

The message was sent ten minutes ago, but when Lingyao entered the chat interface, the message above her head still showed "typing in progress".

Lingyao waited for a while, but there was no message from him, so she typed the next sentence first.

[I'm not angry, I just had something to do.]

The other party replied immediately: "Okay, I'm glad you're not angry."

Then follow up with the next sentence.

【Are you going to bed? 】

It was half past nine at this time. Lingyao usually went to bed early unless there were special circumstances, so Sheng You asked tentatively.

Lingyao thought about it.

I replied, "It's up to you."

Sheng You couldn't see her, so he could only try to imagine the expression on her face when she said this in his mind, perhaps her curved eyebrows, or perhaps her gentleness.

It was an expression that made Sheng You's face heat up again, but Sheng You also felt that she might not be like that. He couldn't tell what she was like specifically, but no matter what she was like, he liked her.

Lingyao on the other end of the phone did not curve her eyes or smile as Sheng You had expected. Her expression was still cold, except for one thing - the warm yellow light from above her head fell and reflected in her pupils, warming up the coldness of the room.

An idea lingered in Sheng You's mind for a long time, like a seed that was brought into the soil at some point, sprouting, taking root, and breaking through the soil without anyone noticing.

Sheng You pinched his fingers, from the fingertips to the protruding bones on the back of his hand, making the cold white skin turn a little red.

He typed a sentence on the screen.

【Can I call you? 】

A minute later, another sentence followed.

【I want to call you. 】

The next second after the message was sent, Sheng You suddenly stuffed the phone into the quilt.

He even grabbed a pillow from the side and covered it with it in a panic, trying to press the phone even more tightly, as if there was some virus in the phone that would kill him if he was touched.

After doing all this, it was not enough. He stood up and took several steps back, then squatted in the corner of the room.

The tall and thin boy, about 1.8 meters tall, huddled in the corner, with his legs bent and his head buried in his knees.

One of the manifestations of Sheng You's social phobia is that he is afraid to communicate with any strangers on the phone. Every time the phone rings, it sounds like a piece of tortured music in his ears.

Even if it was Guo Ning who was already familiar with him, he would never call her unless necessary. When someone called him, he would usually hang up and send a message to ask what the other party was about.

Even if the call is connected, it is just one-way listening and there is almost no extra communication.

But now, Sheng You couldn't help but invite the other party to a call.

Because he felt guilty about asking her not to watch his live broadcast.

So he wanted to make amends.

Moreover, he also wanted to talk to her alone, without any other CVs.

“I want to talk to you on the phone.”

These words were tantamount to a confession to Sheng You.

The second after I said this, the first thing that came to my mind was the uncontrollable urge to escape.

Unfortunately, the pillows and quilt didn't seem to be very soundproof, or maybe the room was too quiet.

Sheng You still heard the two vibrations coming from his hands under the "heavy pressure".

Slowly, Sheng You moved towards the quilt bit by bit.

He raised his hand and patted his face, which was about to be cooked from the high temperature, then held his breath and picked up the phone in one go.

The phone screen was still on, and he had not exited the interface just now.

At this moment, two pieces of information were placed before him.

【Wait a moment.】

【alright. 】

Then the phone started vibrating violently in his hand.

His fingers were shaking.

The screen was lit up with her call request, with a kitten portrait in the center.

And the note he gave her -

【Yao[I like it very much...]】