Host, You're Targeted

"Don't bite, it hurts."

Lin Shu reached out to push jingzeyi's shoulder, but he grabbed his wrist and pulled it across his shoulder.

Soon Lin Shu couldn't speak. He was bitten a little bit painful and he couldn't breathe because his breath was blocked.

As he slowly climbed up the bone with pain and crispy, he thought of the pain in the clavicle and the impression of teeth engraved when he bathed every day. He still had a palpitation.

In his swing God, Jingze also bite him.

Come on!

Lin Shu's hand fumbled up from jingzeyi's shoulder, and suddenly he reached jingzeyi's neck with two fingers.

Lin Shu's finger is located in the artery. His fingers can feel the heart beat of the person under him gradually clear, the blood vessels beat violently, and constantly hit the abdomen with some impulse without words.

One, two, three

Knock into his heart.

"You..."

Jingze also breathed very hot, so hot Lin Shu reached out to pinch his chin, not even sharp nails at the end of his jaw bone pinched.

The more hard the king is, the harder Lin Shu pinches.

Two people seem to be fighting, no one will let anyone, who will not bow first.

Finally, Jing Ze also bit Lin Shu to release him, and looked at him in a low voice against his forehead, raised his hand and touched his neck, some pain.

"By!" He scolded him, and reached out to pinch Lin Shu's ears. "Why don't you just pinch a piece of meat?"

"Wipe!" Lin Shu also did not want to be weak to scold a line, "why don't you just eat me?"

"I want to do it too! But isn't it sure it's all right? "

Lin Shu laughed with a sneer, "I don't know what you're eating raw, OK?"

Two people usually have to connect to the other side of the strength to speak up again, even if they are breathing, you still one sentence I close.

The breath and words of the conversation are mixed together and hit each other. Finally, Jing Ze also lowers his head first.

He rubbed twice with the kindness against Lin Shu's forehead. "I really don't give you the answer, don't forgive me?"

Lin Shu hit him. "No, no forgiveness."

Jingze also said nothing this time, he felt the wound on his chin and smiled with Lin Shu's forehead.

"Not so upright?"

Lin Shu choked back: "you apologize is still so tough?"

Jingze also is a low smile, in Lin Shu back neck gently pinched, Lin Shu immediately spring up and press the safety belt to get off.

Jing zesong opened his hand to watch him get off and got off the car.

When Lin Shu left the door to go, Jingze also ran up and pulled his wrist in three steps and two steps.

Lin Shu, who felt pain in the corner of his mouth, was in a bad mood. He subconsciously wanted to shake away jingzeyi's hand, but he was also held by Jingze with his wrist and brought into his arms.

The boy's body is hard, and it hurts to knock together.

Lin Shu would scold Jingze for taking a breath of air conditioner, but Jingze also pinched his cheek and rubbed it twice.

"I don't ask what you are going to do, but you should pay attention to safety. Don't rush out of things that one can't solve. I will see you at any time. Don't worry about no one behind you to support you, hear me?"

I don't care what you're doing, but as long as you need it, I'm behind you.

It's the simplest commitment, but few can do it.

But Lin Shubiao knew that Jingze could do it.

He pushed Jingze away and turned away. Jingze looked at his back and shouted again: "Lin Shu!"

The steps at Lin Shu's feet kept going, "don't shout! I heard it! "