Host, You're Targeted

After the two men escaped from the chamber of secrets, it was completely dark outside.

Xu Qingdu looked out at the sky with dark clouds and no stars at all. Leaning against the wall, he gasped for breath. He loosened the two buttons on his collar and wiped a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

"I Cough, cough

As soon as Xu Qingdu opened his mouth, he coughed. Song Zhiye, who was as tired as he was, moved over to hold him half in his arms and gently touched him up and down behind his back to give him good luck.

"It's OK. It's OK." Song Zhiye thought Xu Qingdu had been scared just now. He was afraid of patting him on the back like a child, and kneaded his head. He comforted him and said, "brother is in Lyon, Captain, I am in Lyon. Don't be afraid."

"I'm afraid of a ball!"

However, he was choked by saliva. Xu Qingdu pushed him away, rolled his white eyes and gasped. He kicked and kicked him on his legs. He didn't expect that he could not lift his legs even though he didn't breathe.

"Ah, ah, it's all your fault!" Xu Qingdu, who hated exercise the most in his life, almost broke his leg. Now he cried to song Zhiye: "are you really terrible? Originally good secret room escape, Leng is you play into a haunted house! I! Shit! How good are you! You're such a genius! He's meow. Next time I want to bring you, I won't be Xu. "

Now Song Zhiye, who was not afraid of escaping, touched the tip of his nose, pushed his face in front of him, hit him with his shoulder, and giggled twice with his cheek.

"Haha! You can take my last name! Anyway, my mother and your father are married, and we are a family now. Ah, song Qingdu is very nice to hear. "

Xu Qingdu scolded a dirty word in a low voice, took a deep breath, and then kicked in Song Zhiye's leg.

Song Zhiye knelt down on the ground and looked at his brother, who was still panting and his chest was up and down. His hands were clenched and he walked lovingly towards the exit.

Little fist or something

Song Zhiye immediately stood up from the ground, brazenly called "brother" to catch up.

……

After escaping from the secret room, they had a good time. When they changed their clothes and came out, they were almost hungry. Song Zhiye looked at Xu Qingdu, who was very high and cold with his waist crossed. He looked as if he didn't want to pay attention to him. He walked up and took him around his shoulder and took him outside.

"Hey, brother, don't do this! I had a good time. We train at the base every day in front of the computer, occasionally come out to play this game can also exercise the reaction ability and not very clever brain, how good! Shall we come again next time we have a holiday? "

Xu Qingdu refused even though he didn't want to, and went out with his chin on his back.

Song Zhiye suddenly felt soft in his heart when he looked like this. How lovely! It's nice to have a lovely and proud brother! Think of Rua.

Song Zhiye thought so and did so.

He still holds Xu Qingdu's shoulder in one hand, and shakes Xu Qingdu's upturned chin with the other hand.

"Oh, my little one."

"Lovely, you ghost!"

Xu Qingdu slapped his hand, then raised his foot and arched his ass with his knee.

"I won't come with you next time. If I had been alone, I would have escaped. You've been yelling at me! You are such a big man and a little girl, tut! Song Zhiye, where is your hand? Get out of my way

Song Zhiye was scared by the n.pc

Xu Qingdu slapped him in the face this time and said with a sneer, "ha ha, you are fine."