Host, You're Targeted

"Why this expression?" Zhou Qisheng said with a smile, "is it secret enough? Do you like it? I forgot to give it to you in the morning, and it's not too late. "

Zhou Qifeng pinched his thigh and slapped his face. He calmly sealed the folder and quickly stood up to throw the file bag back to Zhou Qisheng.

Zhou Qisheng is quick to respond. He grabs the hem of Zhou Qifeng's suit and pulls him back to the sofa. He raises his feet and presses on him to keep him from running.

"Want to run? If you can't run for a lifetime, you can choose one. I'll arrange it for you. You can have a simple meal tomorrow, and it'll be regarded as the completion of the task. Otherwise, you'll have a good time later. "

Zhou Qifeng looks as if dead gray, paralyzed on the sofa, unwilling to move.

Zhou Qisheng waited for a while, but he didn't respond. He slapped him neatly in the back of his head, "hurry up! Shall I choose for you? "

Zhou Qifeng, who thought he could escape the robbery by pretending to be dead, reluctantly took over the document bag and dumped the contents on the carpet.

"You..." Zhou Qisheng was speechless.

He poked the leg of Qi Sheng in front of him next week, and motioned: "brother, move it, I'll pick it myself."

Chou Chi Sheng put his leg down with gnashing teeth and reached for his back neck.

Zhou Qifeng simply sat on the ground, spread out the photos and materials, and pretended to pick it up, but his mouth was cocked up.

Zhou Qisheng couldn't see his unwillingness, as if he was forcing him, and then beckoned to his ass.

"Are you a child? Just pick a photo to go on a blind date? As for such reluctance? "

A picture of him nodding his head.

"Well! Well, you're big! I'm 30 years old. Are you still a child, a giant baby? "

Zhou Qifeng opened another picture and nodded, "well."

Zhou Qisheng is completely speechless. He takes back his hand that pinches his back neck and leans back to the sofa to watch him choose photos. He persuades him in a different way.

"Xiao Feng, you are 27, not 17. In the past, I couldn't care if you were in love, but now it's really time to get married. You said that you are double, then you must have feelings for girls, is not to go on a blind date? What have you never seen? When I caught you at home, didn't you mind at all? "

Again, Zhou Qisheng mentioned it again.

As soon as he talked about it, Zhou Qifeng was angry.

Holding a picture, he leaned against the sofa, swayed at Zhou Qisheng, slapped him on the knee unhappily, and said, "are you sure you want to mention the past? How old was I then? Sophomore or junior? It's not easy to have a serious love, the first time you muster up the courage to take people home, want to get rid of the title, you just come back. Also scolded me bloody, the boy broke up with me the next day, and then fell in love several times. Every time when there is such a thing and a feeling, I'm afraid you will suddenly appear. You've left a psychological shadow on me! How dare you say that? How dare you mention it? Ah? "

Zhou Qisheng curled up at the foot of the sofa, stunned.

It's really miserable for him to hear that, but

"Well, it's wrong for me to mention it. I won't mention it next time." Zhou Qisheng said, "but if you're not happy, you go to the bar. In the bar before, you didn't do that much, did you? Now come here and sell? Is it my fault that you are nearly thirty or giant baby? "