Host, You're Targeted

"Well, it's July."

I don't know what Leiting over there said. Qi Yue feels that Fu Shiyan's voice is suddenly loud.

But it doesn't seem to be angry. Instead, it seems to be a little guilty.

"No I'll tell you, we've been sleeping in the same bed for 30 days It's not what you think! It's part of the program! Isn't the first issue on the air tomorrow? Go and see for yourself

Fu Siyan pauses for a moment and then says, "if you sleep with a handsome guy who looks very much in line with your aesthetics for 30 days, you will definitely fall in love with that handsome man! I'm in love! I told you that this matter is only to be reported for record, and I am not going to ask for your consent! I'm not in love. What's wrong with me? I'm 25 years old! "

Qi Yue listened to Fu Shiyan's unreasonable words, tilted his head, buried his face in the quilt and laughed.

"My parents and my brother like him very much I'm not going to see my parents tonight It's not Anyway, I'll tell you, no, I didn't want to make it public now. I just fell in love with someone else! Don't worry about paparazzi. My brother has dealt with it all? Oh, I just want to tell you that I am with him. In the future, if there are any demons and ghosts that want to rub my enthusiasm and bind me to the upper level, I will send a warning directly there. I'm afraid my boyfriend will not be happy. Hello? Hello? Hello, sister Ting

It looks like that's where we hung up.

Qi Yue rubbed twice in the pillow and buried the laughter. After a while, Fu Shiyan sighed and pushed the door and came in.

Qi Yue lifted his face from the pillow to see him.

"Awake?" As soon as Fu Si Yan saw Qi Yue lying on the bed looking at his side, he went over and sat on the edge of the bed, "how do you feel?"

Qi Yue's eyes have been following Fu Shiyan's movement, until Fu Shiyan sat down on the edge of the bed and pressed the edge of the quilt before stopping on his face.

In the room, there was only a small light on the desk. Fu Shiyan turned off the main light in the bedroom for fear of disturbing Qi Yue's rest. So just as he sat down on the edge of the bed, the shadow was over Qi Yue's face.

Fu Si Yan did not wait for Qi Yue's answer, he reached out to explore the temperature of his forehead, and found that the temperature of this person's forehead was still normal. It seems that the fever has subsided.

"Does your throat hurt?" Fu Shiyan lowered his head and kissed Qi Yue's forehead. "Do you want something to eat?"

Qi Yue did not move, looking down on his fu Si Yan, a long time before asking: "this is your home?"

Fu Siyan nodded, found a more appropriate wording and said: "it is! I usually live here when I'm not filming. You fainted before you got your luggage. It scared me to death. It happened that this side was relatively close and brought you here. "

Qi more want to take out his hand, move just feel that the strength of the pain again Pan up, the pain made him frown, pour a breath.

Fu Shiyan has been paying attention to his movements. Now he suddenly frowns and gets nervous. He turns to kneel down on the bed and asks, "what's the matter? What's wrong? Are you going to the hospital? "

Qi more ignored him, frowned, the handle pulled out from the quilt, gently grabbed the edge.

"Back pain, leg pain, hand pain." Qi Yue said without expression.

Forsyan was silent for two seconds, and his ears grew red.

Qi Yue gave him a white eye and sat up on the edge of the bed in the dim light.

"Fu Ying Di, what are you so shy about now?"