Host, You're Targeted

It was another sunny morning. Zhou Qifeng, whose biological clock was very regular, opened his eyes at six o'clock.

Su Lin, who was cuddled in his arms before going to bed, is now hiding on the other side of the bed with his back to him.

It was quiet in the room. The air conditioner that was turned off regularly in the middle of the night did not move.

The double-layer shading curtain with good concealment is quietly hanging in front of the French windows, separating the room from the outside.

There was nothing big this morning. Zhou Qifeng put the clock back on the bedside table and planned to go to sleep for a while.

He moved behind Su Lin in the dark, with one hand passing through his waist, the other holding his head from the back, posing and rubbing twice.

Su Lin sleeps very light and wakes up almost as soon as Zhou Qifeng approaches.

has put on a warm body behind him. The perfume he dislike love has been very weak. In the cool air, there is no such feeling as Su Lin's dislike.

Any flavor will become strange under the pressure of temperature.

"Awake? Get some more sleep. " Zhou Qifeng said hoarsely.

Su Lin woke up the first time, he felt a small shake in his arms.

Knowing that Su Lin wakes up, Zhou Qifeng encircles his hand more tightly, and stretches a leg to press on Su Lin's waist.

Su Lin wanted to keep pretending to sleep, but Zhou Qifeng pressed him out of breath.

He opened his eyes and looked at the opposite wall for a long time, then he took Zhou Qifeng's hand and threw him away.

"Sleep by yourself. I'm going to get up."

Su Lin gathered up a bathrobe that was about to be scattered, and lifted the quilt to get out of bed.

Zhou Qifeng grabs the tie on his back waist. Su Lin is dragged back to bed by Zhou Qifeng. Before struggling, he is turned over and faces Zhou Qifeng.

Zhou Qifeng is like an experienced pancake master. Before the stuffing is ready, he turns the pie over and covers the stuffing, so that the stuffing is wrapped in the pie.

"Get up so early?" He put Su Lin's head on his shoulder, crossed his feet and locked him, "sleep a little more."

He uses not imperative sentences or interrogative sentences, but affirmative sentences.

Su Lin was hugged by him for a while, and finally failed to fall asleep.

"I don't want to sleep, you let me go."

This sentence did not get Zhou Qifeng's response.

Zhou Qifeng deliberately pretended to be deaf, but his hands and feet were tightened as a rope.

"Zhou Qifeng."

Su Lin first pushed his chest, then pinched his waist to push, which was useless.

After thinking about it again and again, Su Lin clenched his lower lip, looked up at Zhou Qifeng's face, slipped his hand into his pajamas, and slowly went down.

"Will you let it go?" Su Lin deliberately pretended to be cruel, "to be a warning for the loss of children and grandchildren."

The lifeblood was in the hands of others, and Zhou Qifeng just vaguely uttered a "Hmmm" from his nose

He still closed his eyes and put his head forward on Su Lin's forehead. After Su Lin's tentative tug, he finally spoke.

"Use some force." Zhou Qifeng actually enjoyed it. "Didn't you eat last night or were you hungry?"

Su Lin didn't expect that this man could be so shameless. He rolled his eyes and planned to come with him to really let him realize his own mistakes.

"Don't make any noise." Zhou Qifeng said.

Just as Su Lin was going to pinch it hard, Zhou Qifeng suddenly pressed his wrist and squeezed his five fingers into his fingers. He started to move as if he were teaching him.

Su Lin: You're sick? Really get out of the way. I'm going to get up. I'm going to... "

Zhou Qifeng suddenly opened his eyes and accurately bit Su Lin's lips.

"Don't get up, Mr. Zhou teaches you something you can't learn in the company."