Quick Wear: The first person to love the host

Chapter 249 Online dating has risks 1

In the system space, the words "Mission Successful" appeared again. Su Ziyu lay on the comfortable big bed and slowly fell asleep.

After his memory was restored, he and Li Junze walked hand in hand and witnessed Sui Er marrying Xin He home in a sedan chair carried by eight people. The two of them were sweet and happy.

He also saw that Chen Anyu was able to thrive in the officialdom at a young age, but it was only in front of Nangong Xi that he would let go of all his guard and be himself.

There is also Pei Qingcheng, the most talented young master in the capital, a descendant of a military family. When the Huns invaded, he resolutely chose to go to war and guard the border all his life.

They were all living well, but they had nothing to do with Su Ziyu anymore. They were like the most familiar strangers in his life. Everything in the past was like a cloud of smoke. They lived their own lives and never met again.

Su Ziyu did not force anything, but just let nature take its course. As long as he knew that they were all living well, that was enough.

Li Junze made a lot of efforts. First, he dispelled the worries of Su's father and mother, and then got the emperor and empress to nod. On the day of his accession to the throne, he held a ceremony to crown the queen and announced to the world that Su Ziyu was his lover.

In the end, they were able to live and die together, and the two ice flower hibiscus jade pendants were also buried in the mausoleum, hoping that they could know and be with each other in the afterlife.

The system was quiet and did not disturb him. This mission was too long and a good rest was necessary. It only helped to clear the accumulated emotions when Su Zi was about to fall asleep.

Su Ziyu had a good sleep and felt much more relaxed when he woke up. He yawned with tears in the corners of his eyes, "System, let's go to the next small world!"

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In a famous gay bar in City C.

Under the dim lights, strong drum beats, men swaying their bodies wantonly in the hustle and bustle, eagerly looking for targets with whom they want to have a one-night stand, and the air is full of ambiguity.

At the bar in the corner, Sheng Shuchen, dressed in a suit and tie, crossed his legs, leaned forward, and simply placed his arms on the bar, gently shaking the wine glass in his hand, with a lazy and casual expression.

Under the flickering lights, his handsome and distinct profile was perfectly displayed.

The man looked mature and steady, with deep brow bones, a high nose bridge, and handsome features that were completely impeccable. Under his long eyelashes, there were some slight dark circles, which made him look a bit cold and impatient.

Such a top-notch and eye-catching man attracted everyone's attention. From time to time, people went over to chat with him, but without exception, they were rejected by him.

After he rejected countless men who had come to chat him up tonight, the bar owner Shi Qian fluttered in front of him like a butterfly in a nightclub.

He snatched Sheng Shuchen's wine glass with a clever move, tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp. Then he smacked his lips, still not satisfied, his eyes full of admiration for his friend's beauty.

"President Shanda, you've almost become a symbol of my bar. Everyone is secretly betting on who can pluck this flower from the sky."

Sheng Shuchen glanced at him casually, turned to the bartender and ordered another drink, then deliberately said: "This drink is on your boss's head."

Shi Qian loves money like his life, and his favorite thing in his life is Pixiu, because Pixiu only takes in and never gives out. Sheng Shuchen's words were just the perfect retaliation for the other party's transgression of stealing his wine.

Sure enough, the next second Shi Qian felt a slight pain on his face, as if he saw a hundred-dollar bill leaving him. But when he thought about the fact that the bar had attracted many more customers because of this cold-faced Buddha, his income would be much more than the money spent on the drinks.

As a bar owner, Shi Qian knew the math clearly and would not lose the big picture for the small. He endured the pain and waved to the bartender, while also asking for a drink for himself.

When the wine came, they clinked their glasses lightly and chatted while drinking. "It's a pity that you are not here on Saturday and Sunday, otherwise you can appreciate the charm of my chief resident singer. His popularity is no less than yours!"

When talking about his own cash cow, Shi Qian was very eloquent, but unfortunately Sheng Shuchen was not interested in it. He just gave a faint "hmm" as a response.

Shi Qian took a sip of wine, winked and joked: "President Shanda, you said you are not interested in men, why do you hang out in my bar every now and then? Could it be that you are attracted to me?"

Sheng Shu glanced at him and answered as usual, "I'm overthinking. I just can't sleep."

He has had severe insomnia for many years, and his body has become resistant to sleeping pills. He can only drink until he is slightly tipsy so that he can get a good night's sleep.

Shi Qian was tired of hearing his answer, but when he saw the dark circles under the other's eyes, he could only sigh in the end. It turned out that although the domineering CEO earns a lot, the pressure is also great!

It is still comfortable for him to be a bar owner. He drinks a little wine every day and looks at the handsome men and beautiful women in the store. It is so comfortable.

"There are so many bloggers who love to sleep now, you can try to find one, or if that doesn't work, you are so rich, you can keep a canary and cuddle her to sleep..."

Halfway through his words, Shi Qian remembered that the president of Shanda was a well-known mysophobia. If he really kept a canary, he didn't know what kind of trouble it would be!

Sheng Shuchen said nothing, lowered his eyebrows and glanced at his watch. Seeing that the time was almost up, he picked up the wine glass, drank the last sip of wine, then stood up and said, "Let's go."

The departing figure was full of elegance and dignity that was totally out of place in this decadent and ambiguous environment.

When I got home, it was already midnight.

Sheng Shuchen washed off the smell of alcohol, changed into black silk pajamas, and lay on the bed looking at the ceiling. Even though his body was very tired, his brain was not sleepy at all.

He tossed and turned, and finally took out his mobile phone and downloaded a random video app, intending to follow his friend's advice and listen to a live broadcast of a video to soothe him to sleep.

Sheng Shuchen searched for "coaxing to sleep" and a page quickly popped up showing many bloggers live streaming. He clicked on them and found that none of them satisfied him.

After scrolling through many live broadcast rooms, Sheng Shuchen gradually became a little impatient, wondering if he had taken the wrong medicine and actually listened to Shi Qian's unreliable words.

Just as he was about to exit the software, his finger accidentally touched and entered a live broadcast room, and suddenly a clear voice came from the receiver of the mobile phone - "Welcome Brother Shen to the live broadcast room."

The Brother Chen mentioned by the anchor is Sheng Shuchen. When he registered his account, he was too lazy to come up with a name, so he simply used the last character of his name.

Sheng Shuchen felt a sudden shock when he was suddenly called brother. When he came to his senses, the anchor had already started playing the guitar and singing because someone had given him gifts.

The video screen is facing a wall. Under the illumination of the orange warm light, a shadow below the host's neck is revealed. She looks like a female host with a slightly crisp voice.

Sheng Shuchen adjusted the volume and placed the phone next to his pillow, intending to listen for a few minutes before leaving. However, for some reason, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he actually fell asleep.