Host, You're Targeted

"Dong --"

Fu Siyan almost thought that he was going to ascend to heaven like this when he heard the loud noise. Fortunately, Qi Yue was wrapped in several layers of quilt when he fell down, and he was not heavy himself.

The worst is still forsyan.

I was woken up twice in ten minutes. I was just pulled up by the quilt and felt weightlessness. I was pressed on my chest by a man of 1.8 meters.

"Cough..."

Fu Shiyan coughed uncontrollably. His left hand was pressed under the quilt and Qi Yue. He could only pull out his right hand to push Qi Yue's head.

"You go

Qi Yue had thought of it, but he just stood up and fell down again under pressure.

This time, he hit Fu Shiyan's chin. Fu Shiyan rolled his eyes and suddenly stepped on the bed to sit up.

"Are you going to murder me?" Fu Shiyan looked at Qi Yue, who was lifted to the side by him and the quilt. Looking at the quilt, he was angry, "I just slept a few more minutes. Are you so?"

Fu Si Yan pressed his anger and calmly recited a few words to the quilt, but he didn't wait for Qi Yue's reply for a long time.

He took a strange look at Qi Yue, a hand outstretched from under the quilt, and tentatively poked two times on the quilt.

"Hello..."

"Ah The man in the quilt let out a scream.

This sound is extremely sad, with the heroism of being forced to die.

"Ouch, ouch, I'm cramped!" Qi Yue did not dare to move, "Fu Si Yan, don't move me! Don't move

As soon as Fu Si Yan heard Qi Yue say that he was cramped, he immediately climbed up to him and looked at him. He pulled the quilt and exposed his head. He anxiously asked him, "where is the cramp?"

Qi Yue facial features are wrinkled into a ball: "right right right leg."

Fu Shiyan looked at the quilt wrapped around him in a strange way, knelt down on the bed, carefully pulled the quilt apart, and kneaded his right leg patiently for Qi Yue.

"I'll It is... "

Yuan fan with a cup of coffee pushed open the door, just to say hello, was shocked by the scene in the room.

Fu Shiyan kneels on the bed with his back to him, lowers his head and uncovers more than half of Qi Yue's pajamas lying in the middle of the disordered quilt.

"This is..." Yuan fan was scared out of his voice.

Is it possible that forsyan was awake when he came, but because he had disturbed him, he pretended to be still sleeping?

When did the two get together?

Qi Yue's attention is all on the cramped leg, Fu Si Yan presses him to have some pain at once, he immediately called out.

"It hurts! Can you be gentle, forsyan? "

Fu Shiyan was so kind that he didn't pat Qi Yue. Instead, he said in a tone of connivance: "I'm kind to help you. Do you still dislike me?"

Qi more cold hum a, counter asked: "I this is who caused? Did I ask you to help me? You have to rush to help me... "

Fu Si Yan sends out a hum and smile from the nose, the movement of kneading on the hand suddenly increases strength, ache Qi Yue immediately has no voice.

"Er..."

"Oh."

Yuan fan stood at the door with a cup of coffee. He didn't know whether to leave or stay. If he wanted to stay, he was afraid of disturbing Fu Shiyan. If he wanted to leave, he was afraid that Qi Yue would ask why the coffee had not arrived.

He's too hard.

In his tangled time, Qi Yue dog nose suddenly smelled the smell of coffee, turned his head and looked, just opposite to his four eyes.