Host, You're Targeted

Listening to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, Xu Qingdu sat on the ground, leaning against the edge of the bed, waiting for song Zhiye to come out. But he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes and went to sleep after a while.

When the sound of water stopped, song Zhiye called out in the bathroom: "little ferry boy! Bring me a towel! I have a habit of cleanliness. I don't need hotels. I need yours. "

But Xu Qingdu fell asleep and didn't hear.

"Little ferry!" Song Zhiye opened the door and poked out his head. The tip of his hair was still flowing down, "crossing the gods!"

There is still no response from outside.

The water on his hair slid into song Zhiye's eyes along the contour of his eyebrows and eyes, which made him unable to open his eyes.

"Brother!" Song Zhiye put his head back in the bathroom, rubbed his hands on his face, wiped all the water on his face, and then continued to shout, "boyfriend!"

Song Zhiye stood at the door and called out all the names. Xu Qingdu, who was sleeping soundly, was still awake with his head on the bedside table.

Song Zhiye thought Xu Qingdu was angry with him, so he put a bath towel around his waist and came out.

"Don't take you like this, little ferry! I'm still not the wild God you love? "

Song Zhiye left a wet footprint as he walked. When he walked out of the bathroom corridor and saw the scene of the bedroom, he found that Xu Qingdu was asleep.

The humidifier in the corner of the room sprays water vapor out, and a handful of dull hairs on Xu Qingdu's head are constantly shaking with the water vapor coming out.

"Why do you fall asleep here?" Song Zhiye walked over and picked up Xu Qingdu, "really so sleepy?"

Xu Qingdu's face didn't respond to song Zhiye's wet shoulder. He leaned on him and continued to sleep.

Song Zhiye looks at Xu Qingdu's flabby arms covering the clothes that haven't fallen off. He also looks at his boyfriend who is sleeping soundly on his shoulder. He has a bold idea in his heart.

"Good, wait for brother."

Song Zhiye puts Xu Qingdu back, opens his suitcase and finds Xu Qingdu's towel.

Song Zhiye put Xu Qingdu's towel on his shoulder and bent down again to hold Xu Qingdu.

"Tut, I'm such a wonderful man that I can't find a second one in the world."

As soon as song Zhiye walked into the bathroom, he pulled off his bath towel and filled the bathtub with warm water while talking to himself.

"Well, brother, you can continue to love me!"

As soon as Xu Qingdu woke up, he heard song Zhiye saying this in his ear. Warm and even a little hot water poured towards him from all directions. He was so frightened that he thought he had been put in some kind of pot to cook and eat.

Xu Qingdu slammed the water, opened his eyes and sat up. He turned his head and saw song Zhiye squatting beside the bathtub.

Song Zhiye stretched out his hand on his shoulder and drew back because he got up.

Two people all stare round eyes, four eyes are opposite, song Zhiye is the first to react, giggle at him two times, said: "brother, you wake up?"

Xu Qingdu found that he and he stayed here with the most primitive attitude. He subconsciously covered his chest, glared at Song Zhiye and roared, "what are you doing?"

Song Zhiye looked at him with a smile, and suddenly put the towel on his shoulder to Xu Qingdu's face. He also stepped into the bathtub which was big enough to swim.

"Take a bath!" Xu Qingdu pulled down the towel and saw song Zhiye, sitting opposite, tearing down the roses beside him and spilling them in the bathtub. He still had a giggle on his face, "look how nice I am. I'll wash them all and accompany you to wash them again."

Xu Qingdu hit the towel on Song Zhiye's face with his backhand and left the bathtub with rose petals floating.