Host, You're Targeted

Sweet and sour juice choked to the throat, Su Lin panic to pull a paper towel to block his mouth.

Zhou Qifeng didn't expect Su Lin to react so much. For a while, he didn't know whether to laugh at him for being so excited, or to regret not mentioning it when he was drinking water.

At this time, the waiter brought up the coffee ordered by Zhou Qifeng. The delicate white flowers on the coffee cup gently shook.

Su Lin no longer coughs, but covers his face and shrinks in the corner, unwilling to see Zhou Qifeng.

Zhou Qifeng thanks the waiter and throws a piece of sugar into the coffee.

The Gouhua on the cup was disturbed by the sugar. He simply stirred it with a spoon and let all his white flowers melt into the dark coffee.

The bitter and mellow coffee spreads on the tip of his tongue. Zhou Qifeng puts the cup back on the table and knocks Su Lin's table again.

"You promised me last night," Zhou Qifeng reminded Su Lin, "do you want me to help you remember? Yesterday in the bathroom, I asked you if you liked me, and you said yes

Now, as soon as he mentions yesterday's incident, Su Lin doesn't dare to look at Zhou Qifeng. He is so ashamed that he can't hide in a small house. However, this is in public. There is no place for him to hide except the toilet.

He's not a guy who likes to run to the bathroom when something goes wrong.

I had no choice but to resist

"You have." Zhou Qifeng affirmed.

"I didn't!" Su Lin raised his voice.

Su Lin didn't know where he was coming from. He straightened up to face Zhou Qifeng, as if waiting for Zhou Qifeng to say something more confident than him.

The bow and arrow full of energy has collapsed to the critical point. If there is another attack from the opposite side, the sharp arrow will pop out on the curved string.

But Su Lin didn't wait for the attack from Zhou Qifeng.

Zhou Qifeng suddenly drooped his head, the spoon in his hand was still stirring the cup of coffee, and the stainless steel spoon would make a crisp sound when it touched the wall of the porcelain cup.

"You do." Zhou Qifeng sighed and did not speak again.

Seeing Zhou Qifeng seems disappointed, Su Lin is at a loss for a while.

At this time, they ordered a good meal, Su Lin helped the waiter to put all the dishes, and said thanks to the waiter.

The waiter took a strange look at Zhou Qifeng, who was lack of interest. He said, "please use it slowly" and left.

After leaving, the waiter was still thinking about them. It was strange that Su Lin covered his face when he came just now. Now when he came, it was Zhou Qifeng with his head drooping and unhappy.

What are these two people doing?

The waiter couldn't stop being curious. He looked back quietly and saw Su Lin standing up with his fork and his back facing the hall. He sat next to Zhou Qifeng.

"My hand hurts. I can't cut this." Su Lin deliberately sat down beside Zhou Qifeng and pushed his plate in front of him.

Without saying a word, Zhou Qifeng picked up his own knife and fork and separated the sandwich that Su Lin couldn't cut.

Then he put his knife and fork aside and turned his head to drink coffee.

Su Lin took a bite of the sandwich, hit him with his shoulder again, and said, "this is not bad. Do you want to try it?"

"No," Zhou Qifeng seemed really angry. "You can eat it yourself."

Su Lin gritted his teeth and thought of the comparison between himself and Su Yue, the senior student, that day when he was waiting for the bus.

No, he can't be such a jerk.

Thinking like this, Su Lin put down his fork, patted the crumbs on his hand, broke off Zhou Qifeng's shoulder and let him face himself.

"Today's first day! Is that all right? "