Host, You're Targeted

The thunder outside the window is getting louder and louder with the increasing rain. Jing Ze is sitting on the sofa in his room uneasily, thinking how Lin Shu takes a bath for so long.

"Boom -"

a loud noise exploded in Jing Zeyi's ear. Almost at the moment when the thunder started, he jumped up and rushed out of his room.

"Wow

With a towel full of his neck, he almost bumps into the door of the room.

He slipped back for a while. Before he knew what was going on, Jingze quickly fished the man who had been knocked out of his chest in his arms.

Lin Shu didn't wear shoes. When he caught Jing Zeyi's clothes, he almost pulled his clothes under his shoulders.

"Brother Jing What are you doing? "

Lin Shu bumped into his chest. When he looked up to see jingzeyi, the wet tip of his hair was still dripping down. The transparent drops of water slipped down from the ends of his hair and fell on jingzeyi's body, soaking the white cloth on his chest.

The cold temperature in his chest makes Jingze regain his mind. He immediately helps the man in his arms and takes back his arm around Lin Shu's waist in embarrassment.

"I I'm fine! " Jingze also didn't dare to look at Lin Shu. He turned around and walked into the room. "I just came out to breathe. And you took a long bath. I'm afraid you have something wrong."

When Jing Ze also said this, the thunder began to ring again.

Lin Shu clearly saw that Jing Ze's steps were trembling under his feet, and the ending of his speech was trembling.

Why does Jingze also run out to ask?

Lin Shu laughed clearly. He was afraid to stay in the room alone!

"Don't you worry about me, deputy? Do you want me to accompany you? "

Jing Zeyi said What are you guessing about? "

Lin Shu turned off the lights in the corridor and went into Jing Zeyi's room. For a moment, the only place in the whole two story villa was on.

The rain in the living room kept beating on the large French windows, and after a glance at the moon soaked room through the glass, it slipped down again.

When Lin Shu saw the curtain of Jing Ze Yi's room pulled tightly, he could not help laughing for a moment.

But seeing Jing Ze's back to him all the time, Lin Shu turned and carefully locked the door of the room.

Lin Shu slowly toward his back in front of his desk sitting in front of the Jing Ze also walked, carefully called a sentence: "deputy team?"

Jingze did not respond.

Lin Shu sees the form low head purses lip, silent ground smile, pull the towel on the neck to pull symmetrically, lift foot to walk toward the desk.

He went to the desk and turned around. He leaned back against the desk. He leaned over the desk with a band aid palm on it. He leaned over to Jing Zeyi, who was sitting upright and expressionless.

"Brother Jing."

Jingze also raised his eyes to look at him, and his eyes on the moment, he grinned at himself.

"Brother Jing, do you want to wipe my hair?"

Jingze also wants to say, do you have no hands? Can't you move yourself?

But he didn't.

Because Lin Shu's smile is so beautiful!

Jingze didn't know what medicine he had taken. After a few seconds of eye contact with Lin Shu, he immediately stood up and took the towel hanging around Lin Shu's neck and spread it out to cover his head.

"OK, I'll do it for you."

The towel was very big. When it was unfolded, Lin Shu's whole head was covered in, and a large part of it was hung down. Jingze also kept rubbing Lin Shu's head in both hands.