Host, You're Targeted

Today's night, there are no layers of clouds, looking up all over the eyes are shining stars, like debris left by the sun, swallowed by the dark color, leaving only transparent white.

The moon hung at the top of the tree tops, and the bright white moonlight slid down through the cracks in the leaves.

The moist cool wind came from the distance, and Liang Jingyi once again drew his face into his collar and hid his swan neck, which he was afraid of cold.

"Are you cold?" Fu Jiyao walked beside him and asked softly.

Liang Jingyi lowered his head and concentrated on hiding his fingers in his sleeve mouth, and his voice was "hum".

The ending is stretched and upward, and it is smashed by the heavy wind into an unidentified hum.

Fu Jiyao was suddenly tickled by this sound.

He couldn't say why.

In order to divert his attention, Fu Jiyao turned his head to find Fu QingHan and their figures. "I'll return the racket to QingHan and go there together. I'll go straight down the path over there later."

At this time, Liang Jingyi had already retracted his sleeves into his clothes. He nodded his head in a very small range, and took a step closer to Fu Jiyao.

Fu Jiyao zipped up his badminton racket and walked towards Fu QingHan with his light racket.

"I'll take your brother Jingyi for a walk around here. You don't have to call us when you go home later."

Fu QingHan is playing basketball with his friends. His ponytail is tied into a small tug behind his head. After the exercise, his small face is flushed with heat.

"Good!" Fu QingHan took the badminton racket and waved to Liang Jingyi, "brother Jingyi, goodbye!"

Fu Jiyao is not satisfied with his sister. He only greets Liang Jingyi. He presses her head and pushes her away.

Fu QingHan clapped his hand to straighten his hair. When he looked up, he saw Fu Jiyao walking around Liang Jingyi's neck.

Liang Jingyi didn't push him away at the first time.

"I'm a little thirsty. Shall we go and buy some water? There is a milk tea shop near here

Fu Jiyao tightens Liang Jingyi's neck, and his collar is hung down by Fu Jiyao's arm, revealing his face.

"Well, good."

Liang Jingyi agreed to come down and suddenly stopped to hook his body.

Fu Jiyao is still walking forward, the arm hooked on his neck is slipping down because of his action.

"Just go. Don't move your hands."

Liang Jingyi set up his collar, put his hands in his pockets, and proudly followed Fu Jiyao.

Like a kitten with a bell around its neck, it raises its head and swings the bell on her body. The snow-white hair floats along with the movement and is extremely arrogant.

Fu Jiyao chuckled and rubbed Liang Jingyi's head on purpose.

"I'll move, you bite me!"

From the park, across the road is a milk tea shop.

When the two of them came out, it was the green light. As soon as their big legs stepped, they crossed the road with the green light for the remaining ten seconds.

In front of the milk tea shop stood several people in line, they naturally stood behind the line, patiently waiting for the line to move forward, and it was their turn to order.

Less than a few minutes on their turn, Fu Jiyao pulled the sleeve of Liang Jingyi, "drink what?"

Liang Jingyi glanced at the menu casually, "Matcha milkshake."

"A Matcha milkshake, a lemon cola, coke with ice, thank you."

Fu Jiyao orders a good order, takes out the mobile phone to pay the money, leans back to the body to approach Liang Jingyi.

"Isn't it cold?"

Liang Jingyi took a glance at him, pushed him away according to his head, and said coldly, "stand up."