Quick Travel: Crazy criticism of the host and his love for him

The sun pierced the sky and wiped out a bright line of communication on the earth.

Yan Yu discovered that Jiang Muchao paid special attention to his face. Because of the bruise on his face, he hid in his apartment dormitory throughout the weekend, unwilling to go out.

Every few minutes, turn on the mirror function on your phone and take a look. Whenever this happens, he will give Yan Eucalyptus a sharp look next to him.

Yes, he tried his best to prevent others from getting close to Yan Yu.

Time flies and it’s Tuesday.

Yan Yu stepped into the bus with her bag on her back. The bus was still full of people. Only Song Sichen, who was holding an iPad, could stand next to her.

He still had his headphones on.

Yan Eucalyptus walked straight over and stood beside him: "Morning. Are you still going to class today?"

"Correct."

"Dutifully."

"Want to take a look? I have perfected the script and added a lot of plot."

Yan Yu took the iPad handed over by Song Sichen, hooked her arm on the armrest, and started reading from the beginning.

[I hid behind the door and saw the bad guy raising the butcher knife through the crack in the door. He was naked and his mouth was open as if he wanted to say something to me...]

[The knife falls on his knee and blood splatters on the villain's face. ]

[I covered my mouth tightly, not daring to make any sound. ]

[...]

[The bad guy suddenly turned around, the blade was stained with blood, and he smiled ferociously. I didn’t dare to breathe. At this moment, I even suspected that he had seen me...]

[...]

After Yan Yu read it, he returned the iPad to Song Sichen.

"What's the end of the story?"

"I haven't thought about it yet."

"Remember to tell me when you finish writing, I want to know the follow-up."

"it is good."

The bus suddenly braked and someone hit it.

Song Sichen almost dropped the iPad in his hand, and Yan Yu hurriedly reached out to catch it and hold him up.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

When they arrived at the station, the two walked side by side, discussing the development of the story, and walked into the classroom together.

After the class ended, the two went to the cafeteria talking and laughing together.

After eating, Yan Eucalyptus stopped Song Sichen: "You have to go back to the dormitory. Just wait for me and I will pack a portion for Jiang Muchao. You can help me take a piece to Jiang Muchao, and I won't go there."

After saying this, Yan Yu picked up the packing box and went to the food window.

Originally planning to have something casual, Song Sichen walked up to Yan Yu at some point and said, "Mu Yao hates carrots and likes shrimps."

Yan Yu looked at the small half spoon of carrot stewed pork ribs in the lunch box, paused for two seconds, picked out all the ribs, and filled a box full of carrots.

Song Sichen: "..."

"If you take me back like this, he might start fighting with me."

"It's okay, I'll send it to him personally."

When the two returned to the dormitory, Jiang Muyao was really stunned when he saw the box full of carrots. He looked at Yan Yu and then at Song Sixen, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"You two are colluding together. You know that I don't like carrots, but you still eat carrots..."

Yan Yu expressed her doubts appropriately: "You don't like carrots? I don't know, and you didn't tell me."

"It's good to eat carrots. Eat carrots to supplement vitamins, and your injuries will heal quickly."

Jiang Muyao felt like he had been stabbed in the chest. He suddenly rushed towards Yan Yu: "Chi Yan Yu! If I don't remove one of your arms today, I will take your surname."

Yan Yu hurriedly hid behind Song Sichen: "Jiang Muchao, your crotch doesn't hurt anymore? Be careful with the splits. Hahaha..."

"Chi Yan Eucalyptus!"

Yan Yu was hiding and playing with him.

When Jiang Muchao was exhausted, Yan Yu sat on the sofa, looked at him with a smile, and said provocatively: "Jiang Muchao, you can't do this, you're so weak."

Jiang Muyao's eyes were burning, and he pressed down on Yan Yu, wanting to beat her up.

With a smile in her eyes, Yan Yu held his wrist, clamped his hands directly, and clasped them behind his back.

Jiang Muyao was struggling in Yan Yu's arms, and Yan Yu couldn't stop laughing.

Neither of them noticed that the posture at this moment was too inappropriate, but Song Sichen on the side narrowed his eyes.

He coughed twice, interrupting the two people who were fooling around.

"You guys..."

Jiang Muyao's struggle stopped, and Yan Yu slowly looked at him.

When their eyes met, they convulsed.

Yan Yu suddenly let go, and Jiang Muyao also moved away from Yan Yu at the same moment.

The two of them were like colliding spheres, quickly bouncing away after contact, wanting to hide as far away as possible.

The atmosphere was quiet for a moment. Yan Yu stood up awkwardly and said dryly: "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

As soon as he finished speaking, he strode away in a hurry, as if he couldn't wait to escape.

Outside, the sun was shining brightly, and it was noon.

Yan Yu left Jiang Muchao and others' dormitory and went directly back to his own dormitory. He took a nap for an hour before going to the library.

Not long after he sat down, a man sat down opposite him.

Yan Yu glanced up, and the corners of her lips curled up.

Qin Yuanzhen.

The library is very quiet, and you can hear the sound of others turning over books.

When Yan Yu left the library, Qin Yuanzhen was still in his seat.

[Host, he is looking at you. 】

Yan Yu looked as usual and kept walking.

After returning to the dormitory, Yan Yu took a quick shower and fell asleep.

Wednesday, the weather was sunny.

Yan Eucalyptus had just stepped into Haozhi Building facing Chaoyang. Before she entered the classroom, she received a call from Jiang Muchao.

"I'm playing billiards. You bring me lunch for lunch."

Yan Yu looked at the time on her phone, which showed less than eight o'clock, and twitched her lips.

Dumb and bloated after eating.

I've only had breakfast for a few minutes and haven't started digesting it yet, so now I'm thinking about lunch.

At noon, Yan Yu carried the food to the billiard hall.

Jiang Muyao was wearing a vest and vest, with a silver-white earring hanging from the pinna of his left ear, and his short burgundy hair looked eye-catching.

He was sitting right on the edge of the pool table, pole in hand. The injury on his face had healed, and his face looked even more romantic and sentimental against the backdrop of his hair color.

Seeing Yan Eucalyptus arriving, he threw the stick in his hand to Yan Eucalyptus: "Can you play billiards?"

Yan Yu didn't even raise his head, and reached out to catch the pole: "No."

"I knew you didn't know how. Forget it, I'll teach you after I finish eating."

He took the food from Yan Yu's hand and breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't see the carrots.

Yan Yu looked joking when he saw this. He leaned against the table holding the pole and watched Jiang Muchao eating casually.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Muchao stood up.

He took another pole from the side and motioned to Yan Yu.

"You do what I do."

Yan Yu nodded, paying attention to his movements.

Jiang Muyao held the pole, leaned over, lowered his shoulders, and aimed at the ball.

"Like this...what are you doing standing here? Come on."

"it is good."

Yan Yu calmly put down the pole in his hand and stood behind Jiang Muchao.

He imitated Jiang Muchao's movements, held his hand, and trapped Jiang Muchao in his arms.