Host, You're Targeted

When Xu Xingmiao woke up the next morning, he thought he was hallucinating.

The sky outside the window was bright, and there were several white clouds in different shapes floating in the blue sky. The blue and white interlaced sky made him feel comfortable just looking at it.

"What time is it?" Xu Xingmiao rubbed his eyes, opened the quilt and got out of bed, "isn't it dark yet?"

He put on his slippers and walked out of the room slowly, feeling weak and swollen.

"Ah ~"

with a long sigh, Xu Xingmiao walked down the stairs and saw a round head on the sofa in the living room on the first floor.

"Changlin."

Chang Lin heard the movement of the upstairs, turned his head to see him, got up and walked to the stairway, looked up at him.

"Good morning."

A good morning without any sincerity.

Xu Xingmiao, who didn't realize what this sentence meant long ago, was so flabby because of his weakness. He had already walked to the stairs on the first floor and shook his head when he saw that he had reached the last few sections.

"I'm so tired..."

He had no strength to fall forward, and Changlin took him to his arms with a long hand.

He squatted down a little and put Xu Xingmiao on his shoulder, then walked to the sofa and threw him down.

"Are you not tired from sleeping yesterday afternoon to now?" Long Lin pinched in others, let him wake up, "don't sleep! You're going to sleep! "

"Well..."

Xu Xingmiao tried to hold his neck for a support, and was pushed away by his merciless one hand on his face.

Xu Xingmiao was pushed away by him and finally sobered up a little. He reflected what he had just said.

"I've been sleeping since yesterday afternoon? Is it tomorrow already? "

Long Lin picked up a bowl of cereal on the tea table to continue to eat, vaguely "um" a.

Xu Xingmiao instant sober up, he sat up straight, body shaking long Lin, "what time?"

Chang Lin shook him impatiently, "look at yourself!"

Xu Lin almost fell from the sofa to the bottom of the sofa.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

He patted himself on the chest, put down the bowl and coughed, wondering if the little vampire had the blood of a cat? So flexible?!

"Wow, it's nine o'clock!"

Xu Xingmiao jumped three feet high and ran into the bathroom to wash without even wearing slippers.

Long Lin touched his chest to give himself good luck, the next bite of cereal has not been sent to the mouth, heard Xu Xingmiao roar and said: "Changlin! Get ready! Just look for a suit of clothes in my closet. We are going to go out to the milk tea shop

Long Lin calmly ate cereal and watched the news, pretending not to hear Xu Xingmiao's deafening cry.

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forty minutes later.

Xu Xingmiao pulled Changlin out of the door. Changlin was pulled away by him unwillingly, without any joy of going out of the door.

"Where are you going?"

Xu Xingmiao is full of vitality, "go to our milk tea shop, Xinglian Tang, to help you!"

Long Lin sighed a sigh and was pulled across the sidewalk by him. As soon as he left the zebra crossing, he grabbed Xu Xingmiao with his backhand.

Xu Xingmiao was a thin man, and his little boy had no strength. When he pulled him, he turned and ran into his arms, and he didn't feel any pain at all.

"Hello Xingmiao, I say you

Xu Xingmiao lies in his arms and looks up at him, waiting for his afterword.

"Don't you have a job? Is there nothing else to do? "

Xu Xingmiao smell speech, innocent small eyes come out again.

He grabbed the clothes on Changlin's shoulders, drooped his eyelids and said in an aggrieved tone, "because of my family conditions, you know that."

Long Lin looked at him in silence and could not speak for a long time.