Host, You're Targeted

Wang Jing just sat down and put his hand on Lufei's chair, let a small arm out of the mirror, and was greeting the fans in Lufei's live studio.

Suddenly, Xu Qingdu's position burst out a burst of laughter comparable to soprano. Looking forward to a moment, he forgot what he was going to say and immediately stretched his neck to see it.

Lu Fei also curiously straightened up, lifted his butt a little farther from the stool, and took a look at Xu Qingdu.

So in the live screen, the head of the anchor Lu Fei and the arm of the guest's prospect are all out of the frame.

Xu Qingdu is trapped in the e-sports chair, covering his cheek. He laughs so much that he can't stop his shoulder. From time to time, he will give out two "chuckling" laughter.

But song Zhiye didn't know why he squatted down beside Xu Qingdu's desk, propped up his computer desk with one hand, and pressed Xu Qingdu's chair with the other hand. His tight lips were pulled into a "one" character. He was looking at Xu Qingdu who was laughing until he lost his voice.

Looking forward to stretching his neck curiously, he would like to incarnate as a giraffe, but he did not dare. He only dared to watch every move there, patted Lu Fei on the shoulder and said curiously, "what's wrong with them?"

Lu Fei sat back on his stool and continued to play. Zhengzheng shook his head and said, "I don't know. We can't get involved in the affairs between their brothers."

Dazed by the desire to eat melons, the prospect forgot that Lufei was still broadcasting. After thinking about it, he pulled the stool to him and asked, "but what happened to the two of them last night?"

Lu Fei opened his mouth and just wanted to talk, the rest of his eyes glanced at the rapidly rolling bullet screen. Then, he saw the prospect of a nose, a mouth and a half face on his live screen.

"Well, don't say it!"

Lu Fei quickly picked up a golden ball of chocolate in his hand and tore the package open. Regardless of whether the paper was torn clean or not, Lu Fei put it into the mouth of prospect, blocked his mouth, and then pushed him away.

Sitting on the e-sports chair, his feet are rubbing the floor and sliding out. Looking forward far away, Lu Fei still has a chocolate ball in his mouth. If Lu Fei can turn his head and have a look at it, he will see a vision full of scars and panic.

When the two of them were flustered to cover up, song Zhiye finally waited for Xu Qingdu to laugh enough.

Xu Qingdu lifted his feet and hugged him. He curled up in the e-sports chair. After a while, he covered his stomach and rubbed it twice.

"Ha ha ha, song Zhiye! What a talent you are

Song Zhiye was very confused. Just wanted to ask Xu Qingdu why he was so happy, he saw that Xu Qingdu took two breaths, put his feet down, covered his stomach and rubbed them twice.

"Oh, my God." Xu Qingdu took a breath and coughed, clearing his throat, "it makes my stomach ache."

Song Zhiye remembered that Xu Qingdu's back bruise did not know how, and immediately reached out to cover his waist and kneaded him twice. The weight was just right.

Xu Qingdu covered his stomach and looked up at him. He suddenly stopped laughing and blinked at him.

Song Zhiye didn't know, so he blinked after him.

After a few minutes of magical standoff, Yu Hai comes in.

Yu Hai originally wanted to talk to them about the arrangement of the National Games. As soon as he came in and took a breath to speak, he accidentally saw Xu Qingdu and song Zhiye, who were sitting with a bow and looking at each other, and immediately forgot what they were going to say.

"What are you two doing?"