Host, You're Targeted

After seeing the others off, Xu Qingdu sits by the bed and looks at Song Zhiye, covering his cheek in a funny way.

"Well, this is a big misunderstanding."

Song Zhiye slowly put on his shoes and sighed. Half helpless and half spoiled, he said, "it doesn't matter. You wild gods don't care about those false names."

With a smile, Xu Qingdu lowered the temperature of the air conditioner by one degree. As soon as he put the remote control back on the cabinet, he was hugged at his waist, and then he fell into the soft quilt.

Song Zhiye kicked off his shoes with a bad smile, and pressed Xu Qingdu into the quilt and said, "you wild God pays attention to practical actions."

"Song Zhiye!"

On that day, Max ran into Xu Qingdu's dream again, and said to him with a bad smile trill: "the system prompts that the player's counter offensive mission only goes smoothly to 10%. Even if the player's counter attack branch mission still fails, the system still needs to order a song for the player:" you are really good. "

"You're really good, you're really good, you're really, really, really good..."

Xu Qingdu couldn't sleep because of the "really good" voice. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw song Zhiye in his uniform standing in front of his bed, smiling and showing a kiss on his cheek.

"Good morning, get up. I'm going to see the stadium today and say hello to the organizer."

Xu Qingdu rubbed his eyes and sat up from the bed. He yawned and was taken out of bed by song Zhiye and put into the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face.

An hour later, pol team 1 and team 2 arrived at the venue under the leadership of Yu Hai and Qin Dasen.

When the car stopped at the door, Xu Qingdu took a look at the gymnasium.

This is where he once dreamed to be. He was black and blue, he had nothing, he was betrayed by his former teammates and couldn't give his new teammates the trust they deserved.

But now he is still standing in this place, with his dream and his teammates, on the world stage.

"Cross God, go!"

Looking forward to from the back of the position, see Xu Qingdu still sitting in the position, called him.

Song Zhiye, who has already gone to the front, looks back at Xu Qingdu. First, he picks up his backpack and carries it on his body.

"Gone." Song Zhiye stretched out his hand to lead Xu Qingdu, "little ferry cub."

Xu Qingdu looked at Song Zhiye's outstretched hand and thought for a second. It was not good for the multimedia reporters to see them holding hands like this. However, in his mind, Xu Qingdu's hand still stretched out to hold song Zhiye.

When his warm fingertips squeezed into his cool fingers, Xu Qingdu thought, take it and let everyone know that it is song Zhiye who leads him to protect him.

"Wild God."

Xu Qingdu grabbed song Zhiye when he got out of the car. Half of his feet had already stepped on the ground and looked back at him.

"I love you so much."

Xu Qingdu bent down to clasp song Zhiye's chin and kiss his captain in the light of the morning.

There was a roar around him. The wild God who was caught off guard by a kiss was staring at him, as if he didn't understand what he meant by this sudden move.

"Let's go!"

Xu Qingdu, with a smile of mischief on his face, turned to get off from Song Zhiye's side.

Song Zhiye looked at the corner of Xu Qingdu's mouth, which he couldn't suppress with a bad smile. He suddenly picked up the man and walked back to the car and pulled the curtain in the front row.

The pol team members ran towards the car helplessly in the roar, and the picture was fixed in this moment.