Host, You're Targeted

According to psychological research, when most people are exposed to their inner thoughts, their facial expressions will become unnatural, their eyes will dodge unconsciously, and some people will bite their lips or touch the back of the head nervously. These are micro actions and micro expressions that can reflect human psychological activities.

So when Xu Xingmiao stood in front of Changlin, all of his movements and language stopped and his eyes were widened in surprise. Changlin knew he was right.

Xu Xingmiao bought something for him.

Xu Xingmiao pushed him to the outside of the action instantly no strength to support, Changlin walked forward a step back to the room, looking at Xu Xingmiao who put down his hand and returned to the room and asked, "is it really for me?"

Xu Xingmiao lowered his head and retreated. His hands were strangled behind him, "who Who's going to give it to you? "

This sentence is obviously not contradicted just now. It was given to Sheng Li with a strong tone, so Changlin immediately understood that it was really given to him, but why?

"Why send me something?" Chang Lin closed the door and went to Xu Xingmiao. Step by step, he forced him into the room. "I dare not admit it? Xu Xing, little friend. "

"I didn't give it to you..."

Changlin walked forward, and Xu Xingmiao stepped back. Changlin looked at the debris on the ground. When Xu Xingmiao still had a distance to meet the debris, he grabbed his shoulder and shook it twice. He also called out two words: "ah, ah, ah!"

Xu Xingmiao was also timid. He thought something was wrong when he called. He ran into his arms and his legs were eager to climb up.

It's like a tourist who has seen a bear in the forest and inspired his escape instinct to climb the tree.

"Nothing." Long Lin hands around his waist, with a very calm tone to say to him: "but you almost stepped on the debris."

Xu Xingmiao said:

"Are you going to call me a fool again?" Changlin picked him up with a low smile and let him use his hands and feet to climb himself, bypass the debris on the ground, and drag him to the small round lazy sofa beside the bed, "what's the matter with the double yellow eggs? If you scold me, you will scold me. What are you calling it for? I tell you, everything has a spirit. Don't... "

Xu Xingmiao immediately put out his hand to cover his mouth, even his fingers were closed tightly, not to let him leak a sound out.

"It's for you, OK?" Xu Xingmiao looked at him with red eyes and red face, "but you didn't save me. I didn't do what I promised, so I don't want to give it to you. You go! These are all my own. "

Changlin stopped in front of the lazy sofa, did not throw Xu Xingmiao down, but also dragged his waist and legs, and he spoke in this very ambiguous but unconscious posture.

"Your own? You don't want to glue all these pieces together, do you? " Long Lin arched the tip of Xu Xingmiao's nose, "Hey, little boy, do you think you are a hundred year old spirit like me and can repair things? Please be sober. "

Long Lin bumped him up for a while, and he immediately hugged his neck nervously.

"Look Long Lin hit his forehead again, "you are a 20-year-old little vampire, OK?"

Xu Xingmiao immediately became angry, staring at the big round eyes and hitting his forehead, "don't look down on us vampires! You're a hundred years old. You're amazing

Long Lin nodded, "well, I really feel great about myself."

Xu Xingmiao wants to pinch his face, but he is afraid that he will fall himself, so he has to play with his mouth, "you stink, you don't want to face!"

Long Lin: "I look so handsome, really do not need other people's face."

Xu Xingmiao, failure.