Host, You're Targeted

He and Su Lin?

Last night?

Drunken promiscuity?

"Er Mr. Zhou. "

Su Lin opened his eyes and saw the angry Zhou Qifeng. His sleepiness disappeared immediately.

Zhou Qifeng still has an impression of yesterday's events, but isn't that his damn dream?

"Where is this?" Zhou Qifeng obviously can't accept the situation that dreams become reality. He wants to chase people well, not just walk up to the kidney.

What makes Zhou Qifeng even more surprised is that Su Lin's face is not surprised at all.

"This is Lvcheng hotel. Yesterday and yesterday, you had too much to drink and slept. I didn't know your address, so I brought you to the hotel."

Zhou Qifeng asked again, "did I force you yesterday?"

Su Lin was silent.

Zhou Qifeng is eager to fan his ears. How can he not control himself? Is he Teddy? On the spot?

“…… No, No Su Lin bit his teeth and said in a low voice.

These words are like a hammer, which smashes Zhou Qifeng's remorse and remorse little by little.

No? Yeah? Mm-hmm?

"You say What? " Zhou Qifeng's heart suddenly rises an ominous premonition, and his heavy heart slowly sinks down.

Su Lin pulled the quilt tightly, lying on the bed, looking up at him and taking a deep breath, he said, "you said yesterday that you would buy me once, so I cooperated."

Bang -

self blame and remorse were finally smashed, and the emotion of being unable to bear the percussion burst into Zhou Qifeng's ear.

What is Su Lin saying?

He's for money?

"So it means that as long as you have money, it's OK, isn't it?" Zhou Qifeng asked with gnashing teeth.

He was now so angry that his tympanic membranes were buzzing and his knuckles were crunching.

Su Lin didn't reply, but the indifferent eyes obviously confirmed his doubts.

Zhou Qi smiles.

He looked at Su Lin, suddenly burst into laughter, but his eyes were flushed with excitement.

Su Lin did not give him a response, or to maintain a cool lipped state, calmly looking at him.

Finally, Zhou Qifeng stopped laughing.

He asked, "how much do you want?"

"Fifty thousand." Su Lin said.

Before Su Lin made an offer, Zhou Qifeng was very angry and laughed back.

When Su Lin opened his mouth, he could not stop laughing.

He thought that Su Lin must be joking before, but now he feels ridiculous.

Are you kidding? Is he Su Lin compatible?

"Well, for the sake of your first time, I don't care about you. If you go to sleep, I will take the initiative and I will pay you. The adult world is like this, you love me, I think. Fifty thousand, right? Card number. "

Su Lin immediately reported a string of figures.

Such a long bank card number, he remembers so firmly, is enough to explain some things.

Zhou Qifeng just input a few numbers, and his fingertips trembled with anger. He simply threw his mobile phone to Su Lin and suppressed his anger and said, "fill it in yourself."

Su Lin did not have time to hide, the mobile phone slipped along his cheek, hit the edge of the bed, and then a little crooked hit his face.

To tell you the truth, although it didn't hit, it also hurt.

He took out his hand to input the bank card number and handed it back to Zhou Qifeng.

Zhou Qifeng just did not look at the line of figures, and immediately turned 50000.

After turning, he immediately opened the quilt, found his clothes from the mess, put them on, and strode out of the room.

The door was slammed, and even the windows were shaking in the loud noise.

Su Lin heard the phone to the account prompt tone, but he did not have the strength to find where the mobile phone is.

He pulled the quilt and curled up again on the edge of the bed, slowly closing his eyes.

It hurts. It hurts everywhere.