Host, You're Targeted

"It takes a kiss to be nice, isn't it?"

Zhou Qifeng kisses Su Lin in the corner of his mouth.

Su Lin did not speak, pinched his clothes, pursed his red lips, staring at the collar of his shirt, did not dare to see him.

He listened to Su Lin's breathing sound, lifted his arm and held him tight. He turned on the light in the living room at the porch.

The whole first floor is divided into two parts: the living room and the kitchen. Between the living room sofa and kitchen table is the staircase leading to the second floor.

The light at the entrance of the porch is the light hanging on the roof. Once the switch is turned on, the whole house will be on, except for the interior of the room.

Because Su Lin pursed his lips and could only breathe out from his nose, the disordered breath was not smooth for a long time.

Zhou Qifeng went straight to the master bedroom on the second floor. He hugged Su Lin's waist and reminded him in a low voice: "hold on to me. Don't move. If you roll down the stairs, you'll have to fall into a paraplegia."

The door of the master bedroom on the second floor was not closed, but was open. Zhou Qifeng bent his knees to open the door, slapped the wall and turned on the light.

He went to the big bed and put Su Lin down. He also squatted in front of him, holding his fingers.

"If you sleep here tonight, you will treat me as a hotel and leave you in the school dormitory. You can call me at will in the evening."

Zhou Qifeng has never used such a gentle tone to talk to anyone. Su Lin is the first one.

Obviously, Su Lin didn't buy it, and even wanted to anger Zhou Qifeng and leave here.

"I gave it to you last night..."

"What's the cost of the hotel? I'll give it to you. " Zhou Qifeng knew what he was going to say after half listening, and interrupted him before he finished.

Say Su Lin's words, let Su Lin have nothing to say.

Zhou Qifeng now has a knack for dealing with Su Lin.

He was very sure that Su Lin didn't know anything about him. The matter of repeatedly raising money was nothing more than that in the morning, which made Su Lin understand that the matter of raising money might arouse his anger.

As long as he doesn't get angry, Su Lin can't help it.

The child's indifference is just a show, can't be cruel at all.

The hedgehog's shell is also a layer of shell after all, find the right way to peel off the shell.

Zhou Qifeng knew this well and planned to cook Su Lin in warm water so that Su Lin could stay in a pot full of cold water.

Su Lin, who was robbed of her words, once again clenched her lips and lowered her head.

Zhou Qifeng picked up his mobile phone, opened the transfer record this morning and copied Su Lin's card number.

"How much is the charge?" Zhou Qifeng asked again.

Su Lin bit his teeth and casually reported a number, "250."

"Good." Zhou Qifeng knows that Su Lin must be lying, but it doesn't matter. Even if Su Lin is lying, he is willing to listen.

The rich have no principle.

After pressing the transfer password to the penultimate number, Zhou Qifeng suddenly remembered something, quit the interface of direct transfer to the card and opened wechat.

"In this way, you don't need to call your card, add a wechat, I'll give you wechat transfer."

Zhou Qifeng wants to take the opportunity to contact Su Lin.

However, Su Lin's mobile phone is not here now. He just wants to add it.

"Sorry." Su Lin looked as if she had broken back 10% and raised her eyebrows with pride. "My mobile phone is still in the dormitory. There is no way to add Mr. Zhou's wechat."

Zhou Qifeng stood up and frowned slightly.

Su Lin couldn't be complacent. His short, fluffy tail wagged.

"Who said your cell phone was in the dormitory?" Zhou Qifeng took out an object from his pocket and handed it over, "Oh, yes, I'm sorry. I forgot to tell you that I brought your mobile phone here."