Host, You're Targeted

All the people in the room were still. The little brother holding the camera was at a loss. The people in the camera group didn't know whether to shoot or to leave.

Yao Fei and Qin Cong, who were about to come in, stopped at the same place.

It's like the gears of time stop turning, the background characters in the picture are still, and only the protagonist is walking in the middle of the stage.

"What are you doing?"

Liang Jingyi shrunk his neck to push Fu Jiyao, and his neck immediately covered with a thin layer of pink.

The arm pushed on his body also had no strength, soft and soft, like a plush toy smashed on his body, leaving only lovely.

Fu Ji Yuan saw that he was really blushing and shy, so he let go of his hand and stepped back naturally.

After Fu Jiyao retreated, Liang Jingyi turned his back to the crowd and pretended to be tidying up his shirt and coat, which had been wrinkled by Fu Jiyao.

Fu Jiyao has one hand in his pocket, and his face looks normal enough to make others think that they think too much of themselves.

As long as you are thick skinned, you can embarrass others first.

Fu Jiyao stepped back again, his heel against the wall.

"What about things?" He asked Liang Jingyi, "did my sister ask you to bring it to me? Where did you put it? "

This time is enough time for Liang Jingyi to calm down. He lowers his head and pats the ash on his body. He turns around and looks at Fu Jiyao for a second.

"It was on the table just now. I'll take it for you," he went forward and stepped out from behind the camera and Qin Cong. "I'm sorry to let you go."

After taking something from outside, Liang Jingyi slapped the brown paper on Fu Jiyao's chest.

Fu Jiyao also pretended to be injured internally, covering his chest and retreating to vomit blood.

Liang Jingyi gave him a white eye and stood beside him.

Just at this time, the first-aid personnel arrived and came over with the medical kit. They checked Yuan Ye's body with special equipment to confirm whether she could insist on finishing the record.

When the first-aid workers examined Yuan Ye, Qin Cong and Fu Jiyao were waiting outside the door, and the cameras were always facing them. Several of them did not speak.

After he left the room, he asked the first-aid staff to do a simple inspection.

When he closed the door, he pushed the door to close it gently.

After closing, he didn't even look at the people next to him, so he was leaving here.

"Ah! Where are you going? "

Fu Jiyao, who is just close to the door, reaches out and grabs him who is going to walk in front of him.

Qin Cong and Yao Fei both turned their heads to look at it. The cameraman pretended not to be able to hear, and quietly moved the camera in a direction, facing the door of the small inquiry room.

The atmosphere became strange, and Liang Jingyi's face became red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He became red very fast, without any foreshadowing. In the blink of an eye, the whole person became red.

This makes Fu Jiyao think of what happened when he forced to kiss him last night. Last night, he was red from head to foot, and even the nail cover was powdered.

"Why?" Liang Jingyi said in a low voice, "I want to go home."

Fu Jiyao pulled his wrist to keep him from going. He pulled his other hand out of his back and squeezed his hand tightly.

"Aren't you still on holiday today? Stay and you can help me with something later Fu Jiyao said.

Liang Jingyi tried to struggle for two times and could not get rid of it.