Host, You're Targeted

"I'll tell you, can you take off your mask for the last signing? It's like a welfare for fans... "

As a responsible editor, Yu Xilin kept talking with Gu chaoluo after leaving the meeting room, intending to persuade Gu chaoluo to make use of his face.

Gu chaoluo was bored by his nagging and did not speak. After the elevator reached the first floor, he strode out.

Yu Xilin trotted after him, "ah! Chaoluo, I'm talking to you! Did you hear that? Take off the mask... "

The difference in height and age between Yu Xilin and Gu chaoluo is there. When he trotted to the door, Gu chaoluo suddenly stopped.

"Oh, my mother!"

Yu Xilin bumps into Gu chaoluo's back, and immediately pushes Gu chaoluo's back and draws a step back from him.

"My ancestors, what are you doing?"

Yu Xilin rubbed his nose and chanted, but his voice stopped suddenly when he looked up.

The two of them have come to the gate of the company. The wide open glass door reflects the vast expanse of white outside. Large snowflakes are still falling, like flying goose feathers left after the pillow fight.

Shen Chaosheng, wearing a dark black coat, stood in front of the snow curtain with his back against the glass. The contrast between black and white constantly stimulated people's eyes.

Gu chaoluo stopped one meter away from Shen Chaosheng and looked at him. Shen Chaosheng, who heard the news, slowly turned his face.

Yu Xilin looked at this and looked at this, deeply aware of his own redundancy.

“…… Ah

Looking at the heavy snow in front of him, Yu Xilin couldn't help but step back.

He laughed and said, "ha ha! It's a nice day today. Ha ha! Cool idea ha ha ha ha! I went back to work, you two pay attention to life safety and community peace and stability, ha ha, goodbye

With the last word, Yu Xilin jumped up and ran back to the elevator.

The sudden heavy snow made the temperature of the city drop suddenly. The door of the reception hall on the first floor of the publishing house was open, and the unreserved coolness was welcomed in and scattered the people on the first floor.

Only two girls in the reception area huddled together to keep warm.

Gu chaoluo and Shen Chaosheng look at each other for two seconds. Shen Chaosheng turns to face him.

Shen Chaosheng has been standing at the door, although the eaves block, but there are still some snow on his shoulder.

However, the white snow on his black coat is not abrupt, clearly should be embarrassed, why in his body has become particularly prominent temperament?

Gu Chao fell to his cold hands and took a breath of heat. He rubbed his arms and walked towards Shen Chaosheng. His face was also his usual slouch.

"How cold it is! Tide

Gu chaoluo approached Shen Chaosheng with a smile, bent down and rubbed his face on his shoulder. There was a thin layer of snow on Shen Chaosheng's shoulder, because all his movements were stained on his hair ends and eyelashes.

"Are you stupid?"

Shen Chao laughed and scolded angrily. He picked up Gu chaoluo's back neck and let him face himself. He reached out and wiped all the snow on his face.

"Chaosheng."

With Shen Chaosheng wiping his face, Gu chaoluo closed his eyes and opened them again. Looking at the water stains left by the snowflakes on his hands, Gu zhaoluo raised his hands and breathed a sigh.

This gesture is very ambiguous.

Gu chaoluo understood that Shen Chaosheng also understood.

But when Gu chaoluo raised his face, it seemed that he didn't hold Shen Chaosheng's hand. His face was very calm.

He was so calm that he didn't look like my little bamboo horse.

Shen Chaosheng thinks so.

Gu Chao let go of Shen Chaosheng's eyes, put his hands in his cotton padded jacket pocket, shrunk his neck, raised his face and said with a smile, "I'm hungry!"