Host, You're Targeted

On the way home from work, Fu Jiyao actually met his fans.

At that time, he and Liang Jingyi were sitting in the barbecue stand waiting for the barbecue.

Suddenly, four young people came over, two men and two women. A boy came to him and asked, "are you fu Jiyao, little brother?"

Fu Jiyao did not know why he nodded, "yes, what's the matter?"

The boy immediately turned around and clapped his other friends.

When Liang Jingyi saw the boy, he felt that he was not a brother but a sister.

The two girls immediately come to ask Fu Jiyao for a micro signal. Fu Jiyao knows what's going on. He smiles and doesn't speak.

From the corner of his eyes, he glances at Liang Jingyi's cold, expressionless face. Fu Jiyao chuckles softly.

"Even if I don't have personal contact information, I'm not a star or an artist. You don't have to look at me as a good-looking star. I'm just an ordinary police inspector. If you have something, please call 110." Fu Jiyao said.

His face is smiling, and his words are gentle, but the meaning between the words is very obvious - he doesn't give micro signals, and he doesn't want to be regarded as a star.

"I'll tell you a secret," he said, taking the hat off his head and covering Liang Jingyi's head with his backhand. "I have a partner."

It happened that the barbecue they ordered had been packed. He and Liang Jingyi stood up together to take the barbecue and walk away.

Liang Jingyi did not say a word in the whole process. The brim of his hat was very low. He walked past several people.

Fu Jiyao didn't make it clear that his target was Liang Jingyi, but he said that he had a target.

Liang Jingyi has been looking at e-books with his head down, but he didn't look up. Several people don't know what he looks like.

When I came back to see what Liang Jingyi looked like, I had already gone far away.

Fu Jiyao put his hand on Liang Jingyi's shoulder and held him forward. The shadow of two people under the streetlight was drawn very long.

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when he got home, Fu Jiyao advanced to his house to say hello to Fu ting. He said that he would have dinner with Liang Jingyi in the evening and took a set of household clothes from his bedroom.

Fu QingHan, sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, bit the chicken leg and looked up at him. In his eyes, Fu Jiyao was familiar with the surprise.

Fu Jiyao went over and took a chicken leg out of the box in front of her and took a bite. He deliberately asked her, "are you going to have a barbecue together?"

Fu QingHan: No more. " What is she doing? Be a light bulb?

"Oh, well, I'll go. Goodbye."

When he left, Fu Jiyao followed the biggest piece of chicken leg in the box and said, "I'll give it to your brother Jingyi. My good friends will share it with you."

Fu QingHan: I believe you're a ghost, good friend! A very good boyfriend!

Fu Jiyao went back to Liang Jingyi's home. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Liang Jingyi smashing the ice at home and throwing it into a cup, bringing out a large bottle of iced coke.

"When did you buy Coke?" Fu Jiyao kicked off his shoes in the porch, jumped to the refrigerator and handed the chicken leg to Liang Jingyi's mouth.

Liang Jingyi took a bite of meat in his hand, took two cups of ice cups, and took the large bottle of coke, and walked with him to the sofa.

"I bought it yesterday, but I guess I can only drink it once."

Fu Jiyao asked, "why can you only drink it once? I can't finish it today. I'll drink it next time! Anyway, if the lid is tight, the air won't run out. "

Liang Jingyi turned his head and solemnly replied, "because I want you to finish this game today."