Host, You're Targeted

After Yan Xiunian and Cheng Hui come out of the rest room, Dabai and Xiaohei are keenly aware that they have always been leaders with few words.

In the lunch time, big white and small black have been holding a box lunch to look at him.

"What am I doing?" Yan Xiunian glanced at them coldly, "isn't this meal delicious? Is there anything on my face? "

Xiaohei immediately lowered his head to eat and pretended that nothing had happened.

So the burden of explanation falls on Bai.

Dabai straightened his back, shook his head, pinched his chopsticks and carefully said, "I just think Chief, you don't seem to be the same as this morning. "

Yan Xiunian put down his chopsticks, pushed the lunch box aside and put his hands on the table.

"Say it." Yan Xiunian was expressionless, "where am I different from the morning?"

Xiaohei quietly moved the lunch box to the side, trying to escape before the fire moved to him.

However, Yan Xiunian stretched his arm and slapped it on the table, blocking Xiao Hei's way.

"Tell me, too." Yan Xiunian turned to Xiaohei again, "didn't you just look at me all the time?"

Xiaohei: "I..."

Dabai said I think you are more handsome than in the morning

Xiaohei: "yes! More masculine

Big white: "Dei! More desire

Xiaohei:.... " Now that he asks Dabai to kneel down, will Yan Xiunian forgive him?

Dabai didn't know what sentence he said, which word poked Yan Xiunian's scales. He could not speak for a long time with his mouth open.

Dabai didn't understand Yan Xiunian's look of "give you three seconds to reorganize your speech".

Fortunately, Cheng Hui made up the scene and trotted over with the soup Xiao Lei bought him at the nearby restaurant. He grabbed Yan Xiunian's neck and pulled him away.

"Don't make trouble! I haven't finished my meal yet Yan Xiunian is held by Cheng Hui from his back and struggles for two times without breaking away.

Cheng Hui avoids the injured waist and holds Yan Xiunian in his arms, giggling to drag him away.

"Oh, never mind. Just eat mine." Cheng replied.

Yan Xiunian grabs the roadside post and forces Cheng Hui to stop.

"No way!" He looked up at Cheng Hui, "you can't waste it!"

Cheng Hui looks down at him for two seconds and successfully catches the threatening look from his eyes.

Cheng Hui made Yan Xiunian angry once in the morning. Now he did not dare to provoke him again. He quickly let go of his hand and patted his shoulder to tidy up his clothes.

"I'm sorry, go and get it." After apologizing, Cheng Hui finds that Yan Xiunian still looks at him without expression. He licks his lower lip, holds Yan Xiunian's shoulders and asks, "or should I take it? How about waiting for me here? "

Yan Xiunian closed his eyes and sighed helplessly. He clenched his fist on Cheng Hui's shoulder and turned to get the lunch box he had just eaten.

Cheng Hui follows him like a big dog, watching him cover the lunch box and leave.

"Gone." Yan Xiunian thumped on Cheng Hui's shoulder and left with a box lunch.

Cheng Hui answered with a smile, then turned around and waved his hand to the people of Lvcheng TV station: "goodbye, have a good time! I'll take it out of your group leader! Please enjoy lunch without facial paralysis. Bye

"Cheng Hui!" Yan Xiunian, who had gone out a long way, yelled.

"Coming, coming!" Cheng went back to Yan Xiunian.

Lvcheng TV station, everyone is holding chopsticks sluggish.