Host, You're Targeted

Yan Xiunian walked around the flowering banyan toward Cheng Hui. He raised his eyes and met Cheng Hui, who was standing outside the tent.

Cheng Hui, who can't hide things in his heart, holds a paper bag in his hand and looks at Yan Xiunian with a cold look in his eyes.

Strange to say, Yan Xiunian actually saw some bitterness in his eyes.

Yeah? Why look at him like that?

But Yan Xiunian's question just came out. He saw that Cheng Hui suddenly changed his face, turned his head arrogantly and walked back into the tent.

Yan Xiunian:

He suddenly had a bold idea.

Cheng Hui is not jealous of seeing him talking with Huarong?

Although the possibility of knowing that this idea was the truth was so small, Yan Xiunian still felt warm.

Oh, my God! Cheng Hui is so proud! Ha ha!

Dabai and Xiaohei followed Yan Xiunian with their necks narrowed. They were a little far away from Huarong before they reached out to yanxiunian and asked him what happened.

However, Dabai stretched out his hand and only came to the cloth of Yan Xiunian's cotton padded jacket.

Because Yan Xiunian suddenly let go of himself and ran forward in the cold weather.

Not long ago, it just snowed, and a wet path on the ground was temporarily cleared by the crew.

Yan Xiunian, who was just cold with a handsome face, is now like a large ostrich, running to the tent in front of him in a cheerful pace.

Big white and small black and other related people said:

Yan Xiunian be ill?

Cheng Hui doesn't like to be with people, so his tent is separated from other actors and crew members.

Xiao Lei is also distributing milk tea outside. Cheng goes back to the tent and sees the empty tent. Suddenly he regrets it.

Why did he come back?

He didn't do anything wrong. Why should he hide?

What if Yan Xiunian came up and asked him what to do?

The more Cheng Hui thinks about it, the more he feels congested. He just wants to go through the first few minutes and slap himself hard.

All of a sudden, Cheng Hui felt something. Suddenly, he felt cool behind him. Someone opened the tent and walked in.

Dabai and Xiaohei and others watched helplessly as they had a good leather bag but a facial paralysis group leader. Yan Xiunian rushed forward like an ostrich with its head buried. He also watched the ostrich stop in front of Cheng Hui's resting tent, and then went into it.

Big white and small black and other related people: "what are you doing

After feeling the chill that makes his heart jump suddenly, Cheng Hui unconsciously pinches the string of the milk tea bag in his hand.

The little sugar double pearl milk tea that Yan Xiunian asked for was still in his hand. Cheng Hui almost felt that the rope had been held in his hand for too long, and it was hot.

After forcing himself to calm down, Cheng turns to look at people.

It was indeed Yan Xiunian.

"Dear Huihui ~" Yan Xiunian raised his eyebrows towards him, smiling brightly, "it's so warm in here! Were you just looking at me

"No, I didn't Cheng Hui plays his acting skills. He goes to the chair and sits down. He puts the milk tea in his hand on the table. He starts to change the topic, "the milk tea you want, less sugar and double pearls."

Yan Xiunian hopped and sat down at the table, opened the bag and took out the milk tea from it.

The bottom layer of the transparent milk tea cup was full of pearls. Yan Xiunian shook the milk tea happily: "thank you, my dear back!"

Cheng Hui: "get rid of my dear one!"