Host, You're Targeted

After the final interview, the film crew and the director team took down the camera in the room.

Qi Yue holding clothes to take a bath, can hear the movement of removing the camera outside the door.

Outside the human voice is a little noisy, Qi Yue opened the shower, the sound of the water to stop the leakage of the voice of the outside.

After listening to the sound outside for a while, forsyan suddenly turned off the bed and locked the door. Then he turned off the light in the room and turned on the bedside lamp.

The light at the head of the bed is a warm color light to protect the eyes. Fosyan leans on the head of the bed and reads the electronic version of the script for a while. He hears the sound of water in the bathroom and sits upright.

After a few minutes, the sound of hair dryer sounded in the bathroom again.

He jumped out of bed and ran to the window facing the sea, and half closed the curtain.

Qi Yue came out to see the room was dark, only the head of the bed was covered with a warm yellow color. While walking, he asked: "how to turn off the light?"

Fu Shiyan, sitting in the warm light at the head of the bed, put down his mobile phone, leaned against the head of the bed and opened his hands to Qi Yue, who was approaching.

The light set at the head of the bed cast a dense orange yellow color, and the shadow of forsyan cast a dark silhouette on the light quilt and fell between his open hands.

Qi Yue did not get his answer, but still took off his shoes and knelt on the quilt towards him.

The air conditioner in the room is still conveying cold air to the outside. Qi Yue can feel the cold of the quilt through the cloth of his pants.

But the next moment, he fell into the arms of forsyan.

"What is this for?"

Qi Yue kneels down at the head of the bed holding Fu Si Yan, and finds that Fu Si Yan's arms are hot.

"Why are you blushing?" Qi Yue raised his head to look at him, stretched out his hand to pull his ear lobe, "what's the matter with this?"

Fu Siyan turned his head and gave a slight cough. Then he took something from under his pillow.

Qi Yue found that Fu Shiyan's expression was really strange, so he looked down at his hand.

Then, Qi Yue was overturned on the bed by Fu Si Yan.

"Kiss it first!" Fu said.

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everyone in the program group got on the plane at 10 o'clock the next morning, but Qi yueleng got up at eight o'clock, brushing his teeth and washing his face with the help of Fu Siyan.

"What's wrong with the Seventh National Congress? Didn't you have a rest yesterday

Lin Kaichang looks at Fu Shiyan with a WAN expression on his face. He goes over and takes a closer look. He finds that Qi Yue has shallow dark circles under his eyes, and his face is tired of not having a good rest at all.

Qi Yue rubbed his face several times with his hands and forced himself to get up.

The first time he woke up was at 2 a.m. when two people had just gone to bed, he woke up from cold and turned off the air conditioner.

The second time he woke up was at 4:30 in the morning. Fu Shiyan hugged him tightly and woke him up. The first thing to open his eyes was to push him away.

The third time he woke up was at 5:00 in the morning. Qi Yue started to feel the pain all over his body. He changed a comfortable position and went to sleep again.

The fourth time he woke up was at 7:30 in the morning. Forsyan called him up and kept saying in his ear that he was going to get up and catch the plane.

The fifth time, Qi Yue really woke up. He was forced to change clothes by Fu Siyan, and then he was dragged to the bathroom to wash. Finally, Fu Shiyan packed his luggage.

"He went to bed a little late last night." Fu Shiyan helped and said, "it's OK. I'll look at him."

Lin Kaikai nodded and left. Qi Yue grabbed Fu Shiyan's palm and pinched it fiercely. He rolled his eyes at him.