Host, You're Targeted

At the weekend, Su Mu Yang Leng, who should have been able to sleep naturally, was pulled up by the inhuman Luo Yibei at eight o'clock.

"Get up."

Luo Yibei is sitting on the stairs, pulling Su Muyang's quilt with one hand, trying to pull him up.

Su Muyang closed his eyes and pulled two times. He found that he couldn't pull Luo Yibei. After he gave up struggling, he spread his hands and continued to sleep. It was quite like I was determined to sleep.

Luo Yibei waited for a while. Seeing that the man had no sign of getting up, he called in a deep voice with a black face.

"Sumiyan, get up."

Su Muyang turned over and left a back head for Luo Yibei. A dull hair stood on the back of his head, which seemed to express Su Muyang's silent resistance to Luo Yibei.

Lin Ji, on the opposite bed, sighed vaguely and advised Luo Yibei to give up.

"Rogo, give up! Going to bed late and getting up late is the last stubbornness of children like us who stay up late

Su Muyang in order to express the recognition of Lin Ji's words, with his last stubborn whine.

But Luo Yibei didn't buy it at all.

Luo Yibei looked down at the wall clock of the dormitory. After five minutes after eight, he had given Su Muyang five minutes, and his patience reached the maximum.

In his dreamland, Su Muyang suddenly felt a shake on the bed, and then the sudden weight pressed on his stomach, which almost made him jump up.

But the weight is too heavy.

Su Muyang's first reaction is that the ghost presses the bed. He opens his eyes in horror and sees a handsome face with an expression comparable to that of winter.

Luo Yi sat on him with no expression in the north, never smiling. The peach blossom eyes in the slightly pressed eyebrows gave birth to some dangerous breath.

Peach blossom with thorns appears again.

Su Mu Yang and Luo one north look at each other, speechless.

"Awake?" Luo Yibei's voice is cold, the texture is cold as words, the indifference when speaking is several times as usual.

Su Muyang nodded in a hurry, even stuttered: "Qing Wake up... "

As a result, Su Muyang was pulled into the school infirmary by Luo Yibei.

"The wound has recovered well. The skin injury has scab. It will be better in a few days. However, we should pay attention to the sprain and rub it with medicinal wine every night. Let's do it again next week on public holidays. "

Luo Yibei and Su Muyang thank the school doctor and walk out of the school clinic. Luo Yibei doesn't know whether he is in a bad mood or angry. He doesn't say a word to Su Muyang.

On the surface, Su Muyang didn't care, but in fact he was scared to death.

Is this man too difficult to attack? His personality is uncertain, and when he looks at him, he feels like he will be assassinated with his eyes.

Su Muyang followed Luo Yibei back to the dormitory building when Luo Yibei suddenly stopped.

Luo Yibei took a look at his watch and said to Su Muyang, "you can go back to sleep."

Su Muyang thought he had heard wrong and looked up at him in dismay.

Luo Yibei casually pulled the collar of his shirt, loosened the button of the second lesson, and inadvertently revealed the arc of the clavicle.

Su Muyang looked for two seconds and felt his mouth dry. Luo Yibei's voice fell into his ears and dispelled the evil thoughts that suddenly appeared in his heart.

"I'm going to the meeting. I'll be back at about nine o'clock. I'll bring you breakfast when you get up. Go up!"

Unwilling to show too much tenderness, Luo Yibei left this sentence, and left without even waiting for Su Muyang's response.

Su Mu Yang Leng in situ.

How can Luo Yibei's heart be so soft? It's like marshmallow that melts in the mouth. Most people only see its fluffy appearance. It seems that nothing can be easily shaken. The sugar silk with little substance is just like dandelion flying away when it is just blown by the wind.

But once you get close and taste it gently, you will be surprised at its softness / softness and sweetness.

Luo Yibei is also such a person, seemingly indifferent and heartless, but his heart is soft / soft.

He doesn't take many things to heart, but he remembers them all.

Su Muyang felt that he was really going to bend.

“Max！” Su Muyang can't help it. As soon as he returns to the dormitory, he hides in the bathroom and wants to have a dialogue with the system.

Max came back quickly. "What's up?"

Su Muyang can't believe that Luo Yibei cares about him so much, and his popularity has not reached 50%.

All of them are so kind to him. If the degree of liking is less than half, is it possible that everything is Su Muyang's illusion?

"How well do you like it?"

Max mechanically replied, "well, less than 50 percent of the host is invisible."

Su Muyang: "well What's the difference? "

Max glanced at the progress bar, which showed 49 percent, and said, "the favoritism is not 50 percent. It's invisible to the host."

Su Muyang was almost mad. He had to suspect that he was hallucinating himself. He felt that Luo Yibei was so irascible that he was so nice to him this week just because he had a good feeling for him.Max kindly comforted Su Muyang and said, "please calm down, the plastic brotherhood is also good..."

Su Muyang can't believe that he has no charm and narcissism. He squats in the bathroom and shouts: "shut up!"

Max disappeared immediately.

Outside the door, Lin Jilian climbed down from the upper bunk to knock on the bathroom door, "Su Xiaodi! Is there a thief? "

Su Muyang: