Host, You're Targeted

"You know my name. Should you report my family members yourself before asking me so many questions? What's your name? How old are you this year? "

Xu Xingxiao was shocked by the powerful momentum from the long Ling body. The long, dark brown eyes were reflected in his dark pupil, and the inner ring in his eyes was the bright crystal ball with black outer ring.

"Well?"

The swing in the park in the back street of the milk tea shop is right at the window of the room. The laughter of children is leaking out of the window.

This quiet environment enlarges the laughter of children infinitely. Xu starless looks at the long and cold eyes, listens to the laughter of the child, and comes directly to the edge of the past.

He began to produce illusions in front of him, and his body fell forward without control.

Zhang Lin reached out and took him in his arms, and went straight up to pinch his people.

Three seconds later, Xu Xing looks up and sits up, looking up flexibly to avoid xuxing slim lifting up and hitting his head on his chin.

That's the real technology!

"Wake up!"

Long Lin pinched Xu Xing's slim wrist, and the sharp pain from Xu Xing's wrist made him subconsciously shout: "Oh!"

Chang Lin let go of his hand when he saw him really painful. "I didn't make much effort, did I? "Pain?"

Xu Xing was knead by the red wrist and sighed, "you don't understand, I am such a body, a little touch can not, must hold in the palm of the hand for supply."

This kind of words from the mouth of others is poor, from their mouth is to pretend poor.

Long Lin a pinch Xu Xingxiao finger to see in front of him, found that the child's wrist was really pinched red by him a circle.

Originally, long Lin felt that he was white enough, because he had just woke up, and his body function has not reached normal value, so the skin presents a sick white.

But now, at a close look, the man who was lying in his arms was white and shining! And it's not that ordinary white, it's the sort of white that's close to transparency.

Is this the skin that people will have?

If he had not been a good-looking man, he would be a ghost!

"You..."

"I am like this. I don't understand you."

Xu Xingxiao raised his eyes to see him. The little eyes that wronged looked pitiful. Don't worry about it.

"I'm a boy, really vulnerable."

Long Lin was blocked by his grievance eyes, so that he could not speak, Xu Xing slim and carefully looked up at him.

"My name is xuxingmiao. I am 20 years old. I should have been in college. But because my body is not very good, I can't stay in a place with many people for a long time. Such a place is not suitable for me, so I haven't been to college after I finish high school."

Zhang Lin was stunned by his unreasonable words, but soon he reflected that he was the question before he answered him.

Xu Xing is a student who is suddenly asked questions with his head low. He unconsciously reveals his nervous and uneasy emotions in front of him by grabbing a corner of the quilt.

"As you can see, this is a rest room for employees of a tea shop. My mother and my stepfather. My name is his uncle. We are working together with three of us. There are two little sisters and a small brother who come to work in the shop. Because of the good business here, more people will be recruited during the holidays. I I'm not in good health. I will be two different people in the day and night So, so don't talk to me when you see me at night, and you'd better avoid me. "

Changlin noticed that Xu Xingxiao said this, he grabbed the quilt sheet hand more hard, and the light blood vessels came out of his white back.

Long Lin raised his hand and patted his head, and whispered his name: "Xu Xingxiao."