Host, You're Targeted

The curtain of the room was not pulled, and the large French window showed the figure of two people overlapping together.

Xu Qingdu put his hands into fists and put them on Song Zhiye's shoulder. He sat on his lap and looked down at his dark brown pupils like gems.

Song Zhiye raised his eyes and looked at him with an intriguing smile on his face.

"Ah." Song Zhiye pinched Xu Qingdu's waist and said, "do you want to hear me tell you the truth or please you?"

Xu Qingdu puffed up his mouth and opened his eyes as if to stare at him, but after a few seconds his bulging cheeks relaxed.

Xu Qingdu reluctantly lowered his head and did not look at Song Zhiye. However, his hands on his shoulders secretly loosened a few fingers and gently grabbed the collar of his pajamas, which looked like an adult.

“…… I want to hear the truth. "

Xu Qingdu hung his head like a rabbit with drooping ears. He nodded and waited for song Zhiye to express his opinions on his confession this time.

"In fact, I always feel that I am very straight, and I am a straight man. My thinking is the same as that of a Fei and looking forward to them. When I get sick, I drink more water. If my girlfriend is angry, I will make trouble. But I still have to coax. I never thought that I would like boys one day."

Song Zhiye noticed that Xu Qingdu's mouth was slowly shriveled, and his hand behind his waist was suddenly tightened, forcing Xu Qingdu to press on his side.

Xu Qingdu was held upright by him and looked up at him with a cry of surprise.

"But Song Zhiye laughed when he and Xu Qingdu looked at each other. "You're right. I really don't think you're boring and inexplicable like I heard you tell me before. Moreover, when you said you liked my face just now, I didn't think you were unreasonable. On the contrary, I thought you were a little cute. As for whether I like you or not, why did I kiss you in the bar before To be honest, I don't know. After eating the chocolate bar and pressing you on the sofa, it's probably instinct? "

Xu Qingdu did not know why to pick the next eyebrow, God he meow instinct.

Song Zhiye saw his small action in his eyes and pulled his waist to his side.

"If you could see your panting expression on my face after eating a chocolate bar, I'm sure you would have wanted to split up and kiss yourself on the sofa."

Xu Qingdu gritted his teeth and looked into song Zhiye's eyes. He was sure that there was no banter or ridicule in his eyes except for the smile, and that what he said was sincere. After that, his tight waist slowly loosened and his arm around his waist relaxed.

"You just like me." Now, when you see song Qingfei, the only one who would like to see him drown is to see him? Do you want to kiss when you see the prospect? See the coach want to kiss? See the manager want to kiss? No, you just see that I want to kiss, so you just like me

Song Zhiye smiles helplessly, nods in a flattering way and says: "yes, yes, you are right."

"Too perfunctory." Xu Qingdu sighed. When song Zhiye laughed, he pulled his collar fiercely, "can you take a snack?"

Song Zhiye immediately pursed his lips and held back his smile. He nodded and stopped talking.

The figure reflected in the mirror suddenly staggered. Xu Qingdu straightened up to support song Zhiye's shoulder and looked down at him.

Song Zhiye suddenly put his head in Xu Qingdu's neck socket and began to laugh. His hand behind his waist gradually moved up. He pressed the back of his head and asked him with a smile: "that Do you want another kiss? "

Xu Qingdu snorted, and the two figures on the French window overlapped again.