Host, You're Targeted

Su Muyang was still chewing on a bucket of popcorn as a group of four stepped out on the final song of the movie.

His face, which had no meat, was filled with popcorn. He kept stirring his cheeks and chewing. Because his brain was empty, his dark eyes had no energy.

"Oh! Su Xiaodi, have you eaten for two hours

Su Muyang was called back to God by Lin Ji, but he didn't hear what he was saying.

He turned around in a daze, "what?"

After going to the toilet, Luo Yibei was hit by Su Muyang who turned around suddenly. When Su Muyang's shoulder knocked on him, he instinctively raised his hand to help him while avoiding his body.

Lin Ji's joking words stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say it any more.

"What are you doing?"

Luo Yibei's voice is still so indifferent. An inexplicable movie didn't make him feel better. After sitting in the cinema for two hours, he was even more flustered.

What kind of homoerotic movies do you watch? Do you think the CP building is not high enough?

What's more, when Luo Yibei saw Su Muyang, he remembered the way he was biting a straw and drinking coke nervously.

It arouses people's desire for protection.

Su Muyang threw popcorn into his mouth, as if by what kind of stab - shock, suddenly from Luo a North body.

"Schoolmaster, I'm sorry!"

He recognized his mistake so simply that Luo Yibei was blocked and speechless.

Lin Ji, standing next to him: --

When they came out, it was already very late. Now after watching the movie, the time was counted, and the dormitory door was closed.

Just here is not far from Sumu Yang's home, four people ran to Sumu Yang's home to make do with it.

But now the question comes, who sleeps with whom?

Lin Jihe and Xu Tianxi are not willing to sleep in a bed with Luo Yibei.

Xu Tianxi would rather squeeze together with Lin Ji, a huge fat man. Lin Jining would like to huddle with Xu Tianxi, a restless person who had fallen off the upper bunk several times.

Obviously, they dislike each other, but in order not to be the unlucky guy who has a bed with Luo Yibei, Xu Tianxi and Lin Jiyi hold each other together.

Xu Tianxi raised his chin to Su Mu and assumed a master's posture.

"I'm going to have a room with Pang. Su Xiao Di, you and Luo Ge will come together."

The expression on Luo Yibei's face is light, "I am casual."

Su Muyang would like to say that this is his home! His family! Before the master spoke, you two or three of you arranged things clearly? Ang?

However, no one heard Su Muyang's voice.

At night, Luo Yibei and Su Muyang are crowded in Su Muyang's small bed. After counting the stars, the sheep can't sleep.

Two people have long hands and long feet. They nest in a single bed. When they move, they will touch each other. If they don't move, they can't find a comfortable position to fall asleep. Both of them are very tangled.

But Luo Yibei has been sleeping with his eyes closed, but he is sober as if he had drunk a cup of refreshing coffee.

Su Muyang is staring at the ceiling with his eyes open. Isn't this suffering? Why don't you sleep on the sofa.

"Schoolmaster?"

Luo Yibei was not easy to fall asleep when the man next to him called him cautiously.

Gentle some not true voice sounded in the ear, dispelling all the drowsiness of Luo Yibei.

He almost woke up at the moment that sumiyan called him, but because he turned his back to sumiyan, he didn't let him notice his abnormality.

Luo Yibei did not speak, eyelashes trembled, and finally closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Su Muyang is lying in the same direction with Luo Yibei's back head. He is not sitting on his back with Liu Xiahui! He and Luo Yibei lie in the same bed and can't sleep really!

"Schoolmaster..."

Su Muyang called out again.

Luo Yibei still ignored him.

The silver silk moonlight spread out on the floor, washing the floor spotlessly.

The moonlight is like water, and the ground is like a mirror, reflecting a slender young figure.

He stepped barefoot on the floor, stepped on the moonlight, sighed softly, and walked out of the room.

After the sound of the door lock closing gently, Luo Yibei turned to look at the door. There was no one on his side. Su Muyang went out.

Su Muyang, who consciously goes to sleep on the sofa, is holding a quilt and wrapping himself into a cicada pupa. He stares at the small night light beside the TV in the living room.

Can't sleep!

All of a sudden, he missed the real life of staying at home and getting moldy.

People always indulge in the past.

The leather on the sofa is very soft, but the game is still a bit humanized.

The air-conditioning wind was blowing above sumuyang's head. He wrapped up his quilt and sighed deeply. Anyway, everyone else was asleep and couldn't hear him.If he doesn't start to pursue Luo Yibei fiercely, when will the game come to an end?

Although it is good to stay in this virtual game world, but people feel a little uneasy and flustered after a long time of stability.

Su Muyang in the heart of the murmur of ideas and the air conditioning on the head of the sound, vaguely sleep in the past.