Host, You're Targeted

The living room was quiet again. Su Lin looked down at the wrinkles on Zhou Qifeng's shirt and froze for a while.

Zhou Qifeng leaned against the soft sofa cushion and patted Su Lin's back regularly, like a crying child.

This strange silence lingered for a long time in the ambiguous posture between the two people. Su Lin then grabbed Zhou Qifeng's clothes and raised his head and asked him, "is it here?"

"What?" Zhou Qifeng did not understand Su Lin's words for the first time.

Su Lin bit his lower lip and stared at him. The edge of his dark eyes was bright, like a meteor falling into his eyes. The remaining firelight crackled and all came out.

"It is..." Su Lin's face rose with an unnatural blush. Seeing that Zhou Qifeng didn't seem to understand him, he moved his eyes and said in a very low voice, "didn't you say that I should perform the contract?"

Zhou Qifeng understood what Su Lin meant.

Su Lin's embarrassment almost covers the whole face, which makes Zhou Qifeng feel that he has really abducted a pure male college student.

"No hurry." Zhou Qifeng laughed in a low voice and patted Su Lin's waist, "you sit on the sofa, my legs are numb."

Su Lin: Who is Leng to hold him and let him sit? Now that his legs are numb, do you blame him?

"You haven't had a few drinks, but I've had a lot of them. I'd better have the sobering soup first."

With that, Zhou Qifeng thumped twice on his thigh. As he stood up, he pulled up Su Lin who had just sat on the sofa.

Su Lin was pulled by his wrist and walked to the side of the Liuli table, watching him pull up his sleeve and take out the frozen tangerine peel from the refrigerator.

"Why drink wake-up soup?" Su Lin did not understand, "Zhou Zong, you are not drunk?"

Zhou Qifeng cut the frozen tangerine peel into small pieces and threw it into a cup. He added a small spoon of salt to it. He turned to fetch hot water before answering Su Lin's question.

"I'm not drunk because the alcohol I drink is not enough to paralyze my nerves, but it doesn't mean it doesn't exist."

The hot water poured into the glass, the salt immediately melted, and the tangerine peel rose with the rising water level.

"Does it matter?" Su Lin still doesn't understand.

Zhou Qifeng took a clean spoon to stir the water cup to make the salt more uniform, and added honey to another glass.

"It matters." He added water to the cup filled with honey and stirred well.

She stirred two spoons and looked at him.

The cup was still steaming hot. Zhou Qifeng put his arm around Su Lin's neck and pulled him into his arms.

"Having sex after drinking is not good for your health." Zhou Qifeng blows to Su Lin's ear in a bad way, "in order to avoid some kind of accident, we'd better drink the wake-up wine soup."

Some kind of accident

Su Lin touches his nose awkwardly, thinking that Zhou Qifeng didn't have an accident last time? Not normally

A cup of honey water was handed to Su Lin's lips. Zhou Qifeng took the cup of tangerine peel himself, handed the honey water to him and continued to hold him.

"Drink up." Zhou Qifeng reminds Su Lin, who doesn't want to drink honey water, "I'll feed you if I can't drink it myself."

Su Lin puffed at the edge of the cup and took a SIP to his lips.

The temperature is just right, not hot.

"Goo, Doo, Doo, Doo."

Su Lin seemed to be holding a cup of poison, raised his neck and poured a cup of honey water.