Host, You're Targeted

The smoothie in the milkshake had almost melted. Liang Jingyi took a sip and found that the taste was not right. So he went down the steps to find the garbage can and planned to throw away the milk tea.

Fu Jiyao followed him slowly down the stairs, biting a straw and drinking coke as he walked.

The bubble in coke has gone, lemon put long also slightly bitter, cola taste strange.

Fu Jiyao also went to Liang Jingyi's side and threw away the coke which had changed its flavor in his hand and rubbed it on his head with his backhand.

"Let's go. Go along this road and you'll be in the park a little longer."

Liang Jingyi looked back and forth. There was no one around. There was a cat barking in the flower bed.

"Hello," he hinted at Fu Jiyao's half meter position with his hands in his pocket. "There's no one around here."

Fu Jiyao turned and looked at him, "what's wrong with nobody? Are you afraid? "

Liang Jingyi did not want to hint too obvious, did not answer.

Fu Jiyao looks at him for some reason, but he doesn't realize what this sentence means.

According to the law, Liang Jingyi, an atheist medical student, should not be afraid of the dark, and he is here. What's wrong with no one around here?

Fu Jiyao is confused and sees Liang Jingyi licking the corner of his lips.

"Nothing." Liang Jingyi shook his head and walked forward with his head in his hands.

At that moment, Liang Jingyi once again saw a cat with a beautiful coat of hair and walked forward with pride.

He had an epiphany!

There is no one here to lick the corner of the mouth, is not to kiss it!

The sultry boy is embarrassed to say even a relative!

Fu Jiyao strode up, put Liang Jingyi on the side of the street lamp, rubbed his chin, bowed his head and kissed him.

Liang Jingyi snorted from his nose. His hands touched Fu Jiyao's neck and pinched it on his neck skin.

It's like venting anger, and it's like a kitten stretching out its claws to gently scratch its owner.

Childish and lovely.

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Fu QingHan said goodbye to his friends and went home, and met Fu Jiyao and Liang Jingyi downstairs.

Far away, she saw two black silhouettes at the entrance of the corridor, vaguely identifying two tall and thin boys.

She was still wondering why someone was talking about it downstairs. Was it something she wanted to do? Or are you in love?

When she approached, she found that the two men were so familiar.

Isn't this her brother and her brother Jingyi?

What are these two people doing standing by the flower bed? Talking about life and ideals?

"Brother," Fu QingHan trotted over, "what are you doing here? Don't you go home? "

Fu Jiyao puts his hand on Liang Jingyi's shoulder and rubs his earlobe gently.

"You go up first. We have something to talk about for a while." Fu Jiyao said.

Fu QingHan felt strange, "what can't be said? There are insects flying around here

Fu Jiyao now sees Fu QingHan and thinks that she is a 200 watt bulb.

"Go up quickly! Let's talk about something you can't listen to as a child! When we're finished, we'll go up! " Fu Jiyao slapped Fu QingHan's arm and pushed her to the floor. "You're sweating. Hurry up and take a bath! It stinks! What are you still doing here? When I go up, you're going to grab the bathroom with me again. "

Fu QingHan turned his white eyes, said goodbye to Liang Jingyi with a smile, and ran into the corridor.