Host, You're Targeted

Within half an hour after Cheng Hui's vlog was broadcast, the terms "Cheng Hui vlog", "Cheng Hui's video younger brother", "soul piercing Cheng Hui's video recording" were searched.

The Internet has exploded, but as long as you don't surf the Internet, the storm on the Internet can't affect Cheng Hui and the camera himself.

Daha has been staring at the Internet entry, found the heat up, and intends to let Cheng Hui take the opportunity to send a self portrait or something.

However, the news of Daha has been sent for a long time, but Cheng Hui has not returned.

He thought about it and sent it to Yan Xiunian, but he didn't return.

After thinking for about ten minutes, he called Cheng Hui again.

"Well Telephone... "

Yan Xiunian grabs Cheng Hui on his back, and gasps to remind him: "answer the phone, your phone Well. "

Cheng Hui takes the man into his arms, buries him in his neck and takes a deep breath.

"Are you still in the mood for me to answer the phone?" Cheng Hui laughs in a low voice, "you are also very strong."

Yan Xiunian is afraid of the cold. Cheng Hui considers that he is prone to colds. The temperature of the heating in the room is always high.

However, Yan Xiunian was prone to sweating, and Cheng Hui would rub his hands with sweat no matter where he touched it.

After the telephone bell stopped, Yan Xiunian was paralyzed.

Cheng Hui hugs him with great strength and wishes to rub his whole body into his arms.

"You sweat a lot." Cheng Hui lifted Yan Xiunian's hair and gave him a kiss on the head, "you are a sweat baby."

Yan Xiunian bit Cheng Hui's shoulder and hid all his breathing in his veins.

The slight pain from his shoulder not only didn't stop Cheng Hui, but also made him more excited.

"Hiss..." Yan Xiunian hugged Cheng Hui's shoulder and inhaled in a low voice, "you are really..."

Cheng Hui suddenly picks up Yan Xiunian, turns around and leans against the head of the bed and kicks off the quilt wrapped around Yan Xiunian's ankle.

Yan Xiunian hugs Cheng Hui's face and kisses him hard. Cheng Hui raises his neck to comply with his kiss.

The sweat from Yan Xiunian's head drops onto Cheng Hui's face and falls along the curve from his jaw bone to his clavicle, which forms an attractive arc.

When you are in love, every cell in the other person will become a catalyst for your heart and soul.

All of a sudden, Yan Xiunian's mobile phone vibrated. He trembled for a moment when he heard the ring tone of the mobile phone, and his muscles were tense.

Cheng Hui bit his neck and let out a grunt. His wrist pressed on his waist made an uncontrollable effort.

Yan Xiunian's hand, which clasped Cheng Hui's wrist, was also unconsciously tightened.

The mobile phone ring is still ringing, Yan Xiunian raised his neck and was about to fall back.

Cheng Hui grabs him back to his arms in time to hold him, so that he can lean on himself to stabilize his body.

"Dying, dying..." Yan Xiunian gasped, "Cheng Hui, you're just..."

Cheng Hui touches Yan Xiunian's back up and down to give him good Qi, regardless of the sweat in his hands.

"The book you asked me to borrow said that it could be sent away from junior high school in that way? How pitiful is the ninth day of junior high school. I finally saved him and lost my soul. Didn't you say that you should refuel in order to let junior nine leave my body well? "

With that, Cheng Huishun grabs Yan Xiunian's mobile phone from the bedside table. Without looking at the caller ID carefully, he connects it and puts it in Yan Xiunian's ear.

"Reporter Yan!" Ha called out, "back to your side?"

Yan Xiunian's breath is not stable. Leaning on Cheng Hui, he nods and says powerlessly, "yes, what's the matter?"

Hearing Yan Xiunian's voice, Daha suddenly realized that his breathless bass was totally different from his serious cold voice when he used to speak.

"Er..." Daha is not a young man. He immediately realized that the timing of his phone call was not right, "sorry to disturb you! I'll get out of here