Host, You're Targeted

The inflamed wound had been scratched several times, and slightly grim after the spray of the disinfectant spray.

Liang Jingyi pinched Fu Jiyao's wrist, carefully wiped the residual liquid medicine on the back of his hand with a paper towel, and then took apart the cotton swab and dipped it into the liquid and applied it on the back of his hand.

"Hiss." Fu Jiyao takes a breath of cold air.

Liang Jingyi looked up at him and saw that he was wringing his eyebrows with a painful expression on his face.

"Not afraid of pain?" Liang Jingyi dipped a little liquid medicine again, and gently pressed the cotton swab full of liquid medicine on his wound.

"It doesn't hurt." Fu Jiyao said.

Liang Jingyi only thought that he was hard of mouth and sneered at him with a cold hum, so he didn't pay any more attention to him. He applied medicine to his wound carefully.

After applying the medicine, Liang Jingyi wrapped the cotton swab with toilet paper and put it in the garbage can. He went back to the medicine box and picked up the medicine box.

Fu Jiyao has found a place to sit down, holding his white tender hand, small mouth to blow on the wound on his back.

"Are you a child?" Liang Jingyi pushed the lid of the medicine box aside. "Who said it didn't matter just now? Who said that injuries in uniform are not injuries at all? "

Fu Jiyao was sitting a seat away from him.

Two seconds later, Fu Jiyao hooked the foot of the chair between them with the instep of his foot, pulled the chair out from under the table, and took a step forward to sit on the chair.

The distance is getting closer in this moment.

Fu Jiyao gazed at Liang Jingyi, looking at his own shadow in his eyes, "you don't understand this? This little injury is really nothing to me

If put in the usual, such a close distance, Liang Jingyi must be back.

But this time he didn't dodge. He didn't know whether it was because Fu Jiyao's expression was too serious or because of something else.

"What did you howl about? You just need to write the word "good pain" on your face Liang Jingyi said.

Fu Jiyao's instep caught Liang Jingyi's chair corner and leaned forward slowly to approach him.

Liang Jingyi did not hide.

"To make you love me." Fu Jiyao opened a smile, crooked his head to sell cute.

Liang Jingyi was silent for three seconds, slapped him in the face and pressed his head back.

After a joke, the two men finally got back to business and began to capture the scene this morning.

Before transmitting the video to Fu Jiyao's mobile phone, Liang Jingyi and he watched the video first.

"Don't sit so far away and watch it together," Fu Jiyao beckoned to Liang Jingyi, "come here!"

Finish saying, Fu Jiyao also tilted his head to do a wink, a pair of good to please Liang Jingyi appearance.

Liang Jingyi: "if you do this again, I'm going to throw up. Mouth area. "

The video is very long, with more than ten minutes, which takes up more than one gigabyte of mobile phone memory.

The main effective content is concentrated in the second half of the paragraph. The suspect's tracking of Liang Jingyi and the picture of the final attack are clearly shot.

"You pass it on to me. Use Bluetooth."

Fu Jiyao opens the mobile phone to receive the file. When he receives half of it, the mobile phone suddenly indicates that there is not enough memory.

"Oh, my cell phone has no memory." Fu Jiyao points to the message bar on the mobile phone indicating that there is not enough memory. He does not care for the time being and continues to transmit through Bluetooth.

Liang Jingyi sat beside him, raised his eyes and took a glance at his mobile phone screen.

Fu Jiyao just said that to Liang Jingyi.

When I'm going to buy a mobile phone with me, Liang Jingfang is not invited to send his mobile phone to me for a date next weekend

Liang Jingyi: "dream."