Host, You're Targeted

When the plane was about to land, Qi Yue was suddenly pushed to the side. His head shook and he woke up immediately.

He sat upright against the back of his chair, staring in front of him in horror. It took him a long time to recover.

When he realized that he had been pushed to wake up, he frowned at the people around him, snorted angrily, glared at Fu Shiyan and said, "what are you doing?"

Fu Shiyan is worthy of being the film emperor. He takes his sight back from the sky outside and pretends that he has done nothing. He turns his head innocently and looks at Qi Yue. He asks in a puzzled tone: "ah?"

Qi Yue, a 22-year-old boy, was accused of his crime. He covered his neck and said angrily, "you pick me up! I just sleep, you push me

Fu Shiyan shrugged his shoulders to show that he was innocent. He shook his head and pretended to be like him.

"I don't have one."

Qi Yue just woke up, and his IQ was left in the place where he was sleeping. He snorted out of his nostrils, put his hand on his chest and didn't extend it out. He pointed to Fu Shiyan in a small range, and said in a kind of unreasonable child's quarrel with adults: "you have it!"

Fu Siyan had planned to pretend that he was innocent and unjust. He even thought out the next line. Even if there was no recording board and lighting lamp, he would be the most beautiful movie emperor.

However, Qi Yue's small gesture of shrinking his arm pointed to his success. He pursed his lips and tried to hold back his smile. But as soon as his lips were closed, Qi Yue hummed and wanted to come to him. He leaned over to see him and said, "you really, really, really are too much. Do you think you still want to laugh at me? Look at you... "

All of a sudden, the plane descended rapidly towards the runway. At the moment when the wheels touched the ground, all the people were pulled back by the huge attraction and stuck tightly on the seat back. However, Qi Yue, a big fool who was leaning close to Fu Shiyan, almost jumped into Fu Shiyan's arms.

Fu Shiyan looked at Qi Yue with his head tilted. He found that he was sitting next to the back of the seat in panic. His hands were tightly pulling the seat belt around his waist. A pair of originally larger eyes were staring into big white eyes because of panic.

Fu Siyan opens his mouth and laughs at Qi Yue in the loud noise of plane taxiing. Qi Yue's ear is filled with the man's unflinching sneer and gliding noise. But his eyes are still there. Although the voice is not very clear, you can still see Fu Shiyan laughing at him.

Qi Yue remembers his ridicule and the fact that he still pretends to be innocent just now. Therefore, when the speed of the plane finally slows down, Qi Yue intentionally falls into his arms and pretends to be dead.

Even if there is a safety belt around his waist, Qi Yue's hands will lock Fu Shiyan's waist. No matter how Fu Shiyan struggles, he can't get rid of him.

"Qi Yue!"

Fu Shiyan was angry and roared Qi Yue's name, but fortunately, the sound of "Qi Yue" and "July" was not much different. In addition, everyone's attention was on the upside down mobile phone, so no one noticed who he was calling.

"Qi Yue is not here." Qi Yue, whose head was buried in his arms and pretended to be dead, said, "do you want to exchange 100 yuan for a July?"

Fu Shiyan tried to suck his hand out of Qi Yue's arms. However, Qi Yue also tried to hold him. Because the force area was not equal to the strength used, Fu Shiyan could not push Qi Yue away from himself even though he was humming a strange "um".