Host, You're Targeted

In fact, there was nothing in the scene on page 90. It was just for the purpose of arresting criminals. Lin Shunan disguised as a woman and Jing Ze also played a couple of young lovers who were in love at the door of the bar.

In the middle of the night, Xu Wenyao can think of it as Xu nianyuan's special hobby?

Yes, right! Anyway, he hasn't decided on his dress for the play.

"Cough!"

Although he has given himself countless psychological hints in his heart, when he really wants to start right, Xu Wenyao is still nervous.

Xu nianyuan raised his eyelids and took a look at him. His eyes were full of provocation and ridicule.

"Come on! Miss Xu! "

Xu nianyuan laughed, "good, Mr. Xu."

The first line is Xu nianyuan's. The team leader asks Lin Shu and Jing Zeyi to act as a couple. However, both of them are not willing to dress up as women. Finally, Jing Ze also says that Lin Shu is good-looking and has soft eyebrows and eyes, so it is not too abrupt to dress up as a woman. What's more, Jing Ze is five centimeters taller than Lin Shu.

At the beginning, two people quarreled and argued, facing each other, and they sat together with folded legs and knees next to their knees, talking and rocking.

Xu Wenyao reached out and patted Xu nianyuan on the shoulder and rubbed it uneasily: "deputy, you look better than me. I think you are the police flower of our detachment, so no one in this women's dress is more suitable than you."

Xu nianyuan grabbed Xu Wenyao's hand, took it down and rubbed it in the palm: "but Lin Shu, I'm taller than you. You can't push me against the wall, can you? "

Xu asked Yao, clasping Xu nianyuan's palm with his backhand, jumped up and retorted, "who says I can't? Deputy, I'll show you one. "

Xu nianyuan pressed Xu Wenyao's shoulder, and as soon as he tried, he changed their positions. He pressed his arm against Xu Wenyao's throat to keep him from moving. He sneered, "look, Lin Shu, who's pounding now?"

This scene is over.

Xu Wenyao is pressed on the sofa by Xu nianyuan. His forearm is just in the position of Xu Wenyao's larynx. Xu Wenyao is a little uncomfortable.

Xu Wenyao wants to prop up his body. As soon as he raises his head, he looks into Xu nianyuan's open neckline because of his attachment.

He really didn't mean to.

But men are in the moment.

Realizing that this is a good opportunity, Xu Wenyao takes his arm and sits up on his upper body. Xu nianyuan, who is kneeling on the sofa and presses on top of him, just moves his eyes away from the script when he almost bumps into the enlarged face of Xu Wenyao in front of his eyes.

Xu Wenyao suddenly propped up his body, and almost turned to Xu Nian's distant relatives together.

Fortunately, Xu nianyuan's reaction is very fast. He reaches out his hand and presses on Xu Wenyao's abdomen in an instant and pours himself to the side.

Xu Wenyao didn't expect that the man would press on his stomach and lay down again. He almost sprayed a mouthful of old blood on Xu nianyuan's face.

"You..."

The two men spoke at the same time. Xu nianyuan was lying on his side in the sofa. Looking at the complicated look of Xu Wenyao who was pressed down by himself, he remembered what happened when his breath had been sprayed on his face. The root of his ear became hot instantly.

And Xu asked Yao, covering his abdomen pressed by Xu nianyuan, was too painful to speak for a while.

He's not ready to start! I just want to say a word in his ear. This person's reaction is so strong that if he does something wrong to him one day, he will not have to kill himself?

Thinking of this, Xu Wenyao feels a little aggrieved.

What a pity he is!

Xu nianyuan took a few deep breaths and slowly calmed down his mood. Only then did he notice that Xu Wenyao's face was not complicated, but painful.

Then he remembered that what he had just pressed seemed to be Xu Wenyao's abdomen, and that he had almost reached the lifeblood.

Xu nianyuan: It won't hurt, will it?

"That Are you all right? "

Xu Wenyao was sweating on his forehead. He opened his eyes and looked at Xu nianyuan. He said weakly, "I have something to do I feel like I'm dying I feel like I'm sweating on my forehead... "

In fact, Xu nianyuan is very natural. He thinks that Xu Wenyao has been pressed by himself just now. He kneels down beside him and doesn't know what to do.

"Ah? What can we do? What's wrong with you? Only the stomach? "

With that, Xu nianyuan would reach out and touch it.

Xu asked Yao, holding his hand, "don't Brother I feel like I'm sweating. Help me. If it's not, I'll be fine. "

Step by step, Xu nianyuan walks into the trap of Xu Wenyao, and doesn't care about the hand held in the palm of his hand.

"What do you think? Don't they all look the same? "

"No Different... "

Xu Wenyao's voice is getting smaller and smaller, almost a little voice squeezed out of his throat.

"You If you lick it, if it's tasteless, it's cold sweat. If it's not tasteless, it's not cold sweat. "Xu nianyuan almost did not think about it, so he bent down and licked it in Xu's head.

It's Xiang Nian who just swiped his card in

Before she fainted, she seemed to see the front page headline of the next day:

"assistant Xu Wenyao, a young student of popular acting school, died suddenly on the spot because Xu Wenyao and Xu nianyuan were intimate in the room."