Host, You're Targeted

Looking at Fu QingHan into the elevator, Liang Jingyi asked Fu Jiyao: "what do we want to talk about?"

Fu Jiyao pinched the hand of his ear lobe to move to the side, pinched his chin to hook, "fall in love!"

"Are you not talking?" Liang Jingyi asked.

The wet wind blew, and the grass in the flower bed fluttered.

Fu Jiyao looked around, bit his teeth, pressed his voice and whispered, "if it wasn't for people around here, I'd kiss you."

"Kiss a fart," Liang Jingyi squeezed his wrist and got out of his armpit and strode forward. "I'm going home to sleep."

Fu Jiyao trotted with him, "together?"

"Wake up! Have a dream before you start to sleep? "

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when they went back to their homes to take a bath, they both climbed into bed.

Liang Jingyi always sleeps at this point, while Fu Jiyao wants to hide in the bed and send messages to his boyfriend.

So this happened:

Liang Jingyi's mobile phone automatically entered the do not disturb mode at the point of his sleep. Fu Jiyao excitedly sent a message without any sound, and even did not respond to the phone call he had dialed.

Liang Jingyi lies quietly with her eyes closed, and the light on her mobile phone screen is blocked by the table facing down.

Fu Jiyao from the beginning of elation to despair, only less than half an hour.

He comforted himself that Liang Jingyi might just have gone to take a bath and didn't see the news and didn't receive the phone call. He didn't want to ignore him.

Another half an hour later, he threw his cell phone on the bed, ready to cry without tears.

What kind of boyfriend is this? You're going to dump him just after you get it?

Fu Jiyao paced anxiously in the room, then leaned over to the window to take a look outside, thinking whether it was better to jump from the balcony faster or go straight to Liang Jingyi's house to pry the door.

It took him only five minutes to fall asleep in bed, from despondency to exhaustion.

After five minutes of waiting in bed, it is the next day to open your eyes again.

He had to work all day and got up early in the morning.

When he was ready to go to the police station, Liang Jingyi's biological clock turned to the time when he got up.

Wake up to see paste full of the whole screen of news, Liang Jingyi's doze is gone.

He rubbed his eyes and sat up to unlock the phone.

The first is five missed calls, basically one every five minutes.

After the phone call, the number circled by the small red circle showing the message information next to the wechat icon.

He clicks in to see that there are several calls that have not been answered.

Last night, Fu Jiyao sent the first message: "Xiaobao! Play it! Good night call with your boyfriend! 】

the kitten waving the light stick sent out several times in a row. After five minutes: [are you there, dear? 】

ten minutes later: [did you take a bath? It doesn't matter. Brother is waiting for you! 】

ten minutes later: [(Xiao Huang Ren towing bicycle wheel. JPG) wuwuwujingyi! Back to the news!

finally, as like as two peas in the same expression, Fu Ji Yao sent a few expression cards that were exactly the same meaning. The picture was a man with mushroom head who was suitable for any expression bag. He used a low curse to say shift.

Liang Jingyi doubts: shift? Why curse shift?

So he returned a message that he didn't return until one night later.

Fu Jiyao just walked to the police station and took out his mobile phone to have a look when changing clothes.

[Xiaobao: I command you to withdraw by Ctrl + Z. 】

Fu Jiyao: What the hell? Computer test?