The National Sweetheart Livestreamer Is A Pro!-Chapter 137
Chapter 137: Untitled
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Ji Zhiyao said tactfully, “You guys have to give me some personal space, if not I will definitely be worn out.”
[Seems like MelonRind won’t be agreeing to our requests, I’ll first hug my chubby self with a pained heart.]
[What personal space do you want? Are you still carrying on with your livestream hours for May?]
[Can’t you be a little more professional and devoted to work?]
[Suddenly-not-wanting-to-let-MelonRind-go series.]
Ji Zhiyao consoled the fans in the livestream room. “Don’t miss me too much. After the break is over, I’ll come back and do livestreams for you all.”
No matter what they said, he must do whatever was necessary to accompany Captain during these few days of break.
So for all his fans, he could only make it up to them after he returned from break.
…
The cab stopped before the airport, Ji Zhiyao saw Mo Huaifeng who was still in deep sleep with his eyes closed and suddenly wanted to be mischievous for a while. He tugged his mask downward, then let go, letting it snap back.
Mo Huaifeng opened his eyes very quickly, staring expressionlessly at Ji Zhiyao.
Ji Zhiyao was not in the least bit guilty. “Captain, we’re here, quickly get up!”
“Call out one more time, I’ll throw you out.”
“Go ahead, throw me out and there’ll be no one else to play with you.”
If it wasn’t because he liked this person, with him being so deserving of a beating, even beating him to death would be considered trivial.
Both of them alighted and walked in the airport while dragging their suitcases.
All the way, because they wore masks, there weren’t as many people who looked at them as compared to the past.
They very smoothly collected their boarding pass, passed the security checks, boarded the plane and settled in their seats.
After the plane took off, Ji Zhiyao turned on his laptop to watch videos that he had downloaded previously. Whereas Mo Huaifeng directly asked for two blankets from the air stewardess and handed one of it to Ji Zhiyao, his chocolate brown eyes filled with warning. “I want to sleep, don’t disturb me.”
Ji Zhiyao covered the blanket over his legs while he was at it and said casually, “Captain, do I look like such a silly person?”
“Yes, so quickly shut your mouth.”
Ji Zhiyao felt very aggrieved and turned his head, wanting to argue with his Captain but found that his eyes were already closed, his breathing even.
Ji Zhiyao instantly shut his mouth tight.
He could not hold back and took a few more glances at the resting Mo Huaifeng, even with the dark circles under his eyes he still looked especially handsome, not mention his thick lashes, aquiline nose and lips slightly lighter in color.
What the f*ck! What was he thinking about?
Ji Zhiyao hastily shifted his eyes away, his breathing a little messed up.
He almost reached out and gave himself a slap across the face.
Wake up, no matter how good looking Captain is, he’s still a guy, he himself is a guy too. Species of the same gender, how could he have improper thoughts about Captain.
He was a straight-thinking man, straight as a pen!
Indeed, beauty harms man, this saying applies to everyone.
Ji Zhiyao repeated several times “Form itself is emptiness, emptiness itself is form” at heart, then forced himself to turn his face towards another direction, staring fixedly at his laptop’s screen, not looking towards Mo Huaifeng’s side.
Staring till the end, even Ji Zhiyao’s eyes hurt. He reached out his hands to rub his eyes, and simply thought, out of sight, out of mind, then directly pulled the blanket over his head and went to sleep with suppressed frustration.
…
The next day, Ji Zhiyao was awakened by a cold cup placed on his forehead.
He looked dazedly towards Mo Huaifeng and the cup of iced coffee in his hand, it took quite some time before his eyes focused. “… Captain, what’s up?”
Mo Huaifeng took a sip of coffee. “Because I wouldn’t talk to you yesterday, you hid in the blanket and cried? Did you not realize that your eyes are swollen?”
Ji Zhiyao reached his hands towards his eyes and touched, then was suddenly panic-stricken. “Captain, how could you be like this? Did you hit me while I was asleep?”
“If I were to hit you, I definitely wouldn’t hit just your eyes.”
Ji Zhiyao pulled out his laptop, then vaguely looked at his eyes in the screen. It did look slightly swollen, but not terribly, not a big problem. Hence he sighed in relief and asked for a glass of iced water from the air stewardess.
Hearing Mo Huaifeng’s words, Ji Zhiyao held the cup against his eyes while rebutting. “Then where else do you want to hit me?”
“Ass?”
“… Captain, you’re really lusty.”
Mo Huaifeng stretched out his long legs. “Not that bad.”
Ji Zhiyao finished icing his eyes with the iced water and sensed that his eyelids weren’t as swollen anymore, thus he turned to look at the beautiful azure blue outside the window, asking, “Captain, what time is it now?”
Mo Huaifeng glanced at his wrist watch. “9 AM. Four more hours to go.”
Ji Zhiyao yawned upon hearing that, his face also fell. “Four hours. Then I’ll watch videos for a while more.”
He opened his laptop once again then found an episode of a cartoon.
Tom and Jerry.
Ji Zhiyao giggled softly with suppressed laughter while watching, causing Mo Huaifeng to be unable to resist it and look over in the end. “What are you watching?”
“Tom and Jerry. I saved more than 40 episodes of this in my laptop, it’s especially funny. Captain do you want to watch it together? I’ll give you one ear piece.”
“You saved more than episodes?”
“Yeah, just about enough for me to watch, why?”
“May I ask how old you are this year?”
Ji Zhiyao very bluntly rolled his eyes at Mo Huaifeng, pausing the video, he said, “Captain, your thinking is a little pedantic. Even art has no national boundaries, age of course isn’t much too, right?”
He generously pulled out an ear piece, handing it to Mo Huaifeng. “Come, watch it with me, you’ll definitely become addicted to it.”
Mo Huaifeng looked at Ji Zhiyao slightly speechlessly. Yet Ji Zhiyao looked very serious and insistent, he had no choice, and took the ear piece, stuffing it into his ear. “I’ll just watch it for a while with you.”
“Trust me, in a while you’ll be rejoicing about your choice right now.”
Half an hour passed.
Mo Huaifeng sat up in exasperation. “Where would there be such a stupid cat? Didn’t he know to go buy some cat food if he can’t catch any mice?”
“You asking a little cat to go buy cat food by himself? The government doesn’t allow supernatural stories; do you know that such thinking is very dangerous?”
“He can even understand human language, how is it different from having become a demon?”
Another ten minutes passed.
Ji Zhiyao said, “Captain, I feel like I am this mouse and you, this big dog. Each time, the moment I do something wrong I will cowardly come begging for consolation and protection, then you’ll treat me like your own little darling.”
“The sky brightened up, please wake up.”
“Is having a little darling like me making you feel terrible?”
“You feel terrible without being mischievous each day, what do you think?”
Mo Huaifeng continued. “If I were to die early, it’ll all be purely because of being angered by you.”
He had originally intended to have some entertainment with Mo Huaifeng, in the end, he got so pissed off. Currently, Ji Zhiyao especially felt like slamming his laptop onto the face of the team dictator who would resent the heavens and earth the moment there was disagreement.
