Host, You're Targeted

The branches outside the window are swaying with the autumn wind. Occasionally, there are several branches that collide with each other, and the golden leaves fall down.

Long Lin kneels down to sit on Xu Xingmiao's body, looks at him to cry, suddenly grasped own chest, lightly breathed two breath.

This is the first time that he has felt this kind of palpitation and pain in these months of cultivating human form. It seems that some emotion will come out of his heart.

Long Lin from Xu Xingmiao body down, and wrapped his quilt pulled open.

Xu Xingmiao maintained the posture of covering his eyes, so he turned over and continued to cry. However, Changlin, who knelt down on one side, suddenly bent down and picked him up.

"You..."

Xu Xingmiao subconsciously let go of his hand to grasp the support point, but he only had time to see the long Lin frowning tightly, and he was pressed into his arms.

"I'm sorry."

Long Lin seems to want to rub him into his body, constantly touching the back of his head, repeating the words of apology.

"I'll never do this again. Don't cry, don't cry..."

"I don't believe you!" Xu Xingmiao can't earn, so he can only pinch his waist, "you have broken your promise here! I, I don't believe you, I really... "

Before Xu Xingmiao finished speaking, he felt a soft ear.

Long Lin kisses his face side, again hugged him to pat the back.

"I think other people are like this. I'll make you laugh. Don't be angry."

Xu Xingmiao was speechless immediately. After being stiff for a few seconds, he immediately grabbed Changlin's waist and pushed him with his hands and feet.

"I told you to play less mobile phones and watch less idol dramas! Look what you've learned! You... "

Before Xu Xingmiao's words finished, he suddenly lost his balance and fell back. Changlin hugged his waist and fell down, so both of them fell on the disordered bed.

Xu Xingmiao's first reaction is to raise his feet to kick Changlin, "crush me! Get up

Xu Xingmiao is still wearing that dirty brown sweater today, but he has sweated during the struggle.

Changlin was stunned to see the tiny sweat coming out of his red nose. His hands ran out of control to put aside his temples, which had been soaked in sweat, and wiped his tears along the arc of his lower eyelids.

Xu Xingmiao was helplessly closed his eyes by his actions. His eyes were red as if he were sitting alone on the side of the road looking at the crowd of rabbits. He looked so pitiful.

"Don't move!"

"All right, all right." Long Lin bowed his head and kissed him in the eyes, patting his head was to coax the children, "don't cry, don't cry, I hug you, OK?"

Xu Xingmiao milk fierce milk: "go away!"

"Well, I'll take you to buy some sugar, OK?"

Xu Xingmiao once again blew his hair, "I told you to be a lotus spirit, watch less TV and get on the Internet less!"

He punched his chin, covered his face, tilted his head and continued to shed tears.

Changlin was almost dazzled by his fist. Fortunately, he was strong and strong, and recovered quickly. He just lay on Xu Xingmiao for a while.

When he wakes up and opens his eyes, he just sees the box with a piggy bank at the head of his bed.

Speaking of it, he seems to have seen Xu Xingmiao carrying this box all the time today. What's in it?