Fast time travel: The host takes his life and frantically teases and criticizes the villain

When Cheng Yan got into the car with Yu Zhou in his arms, Yu Zhou was still clamoring for a drink.

"Boss, are you going back to the hotel?"

"Ah."

After receiving the order, Assistant Li immediately turned his head and didn't dare to look any further.

"Wine! If you don't drink it, why don't you let me drink it? Why do you care so much?"

Yu Zhou grabbed Cheng Yan's hand and shook it vigorously.

Cheng Yan got a headache from being shaken by him, "You're already drunk."

"I'm not drunk." Yu Zhou retorted drunkenly, "Cheng Yan, do you know that you are really annoying."

"I know you hate me." Cheng Yan nodded.

"Yes, I hate you." Yu Zhou sneered, "Why do you care about me, why do you treat me well, what are you planning? I, Yu Zhou, will never let myself suffer. If you dare to do something to me, I won't let you go!"

Yu Zhou's speech was a little incoherent, and the fierceness in his eyes was not clear in the haze.

It looks like a fox stalking a tiger.

The smile on Cheng Yan's lips stopped, why did he think Yu Zhou was cute?

"Why don't you talk, are you scared by me, hahahaha Cheng Yan, you'd better engrave my words on your forehead..."

Yu Zhou spoke intermittently, and Cheng Yan couldn't hear what was muttering behind him.

"Okay, I'll definitely remember what you said."

Cheng Yan straightened his body.

Drunk Yu Zhou has no image at all, what's the matter with half of him lying on top of him?

"Don't touch me!" Yu Zhou roared, and then turned to Cheng Yan.

Cheng Yan couldn't laugh or cry, "Then don't touch me."

The two returned to the hotel in the noisy room.

Fortunately, Cheng Yan put a mask on Yu Zhou, otherwise his appearance would be seen by others, and there would be more crazy words on the Internet tomorrow.

"Yu Zhou, the room card."

"What room card?"

Cheng Yan was standing outside his room door with Yu Zhou in his arms. Hearing this, he could only free one hand to search his pockets.

"What are you doing! Itches!"

Yu Zhou beat Cheng Yan angrily, even though he was drunk, he still had a lot of strength.

Cheng Yan stood firmly, unaffected in the slightest.

There were no pockets in the jacket, so he fumbled for the pockets of his trousers.

"Cheng Yan! Where are you touching!?"

The elevator door opened, and Zheng Dong had just taken two steps when he was too frightened by the scene in front of him to go any further.

Without any hesitation, he turned around and left.

Here, Cheng Yan fumbled through all four pockets of his trousers, but found none of the room cards.

"Cheng Yan, you're dead!!!" Yu Zhou bit Cheng Yan's shoulder hard, his eyes were red, he wished he could kill this hooligan on the spot.

"What's more, you don't bring your room card when you go out, do you want to sleep on the street?"

Cheng Yan led the people around, swiped his room card, and entered his room.

All sounds disappeared, and the corridor finally returned to silence.

Halfway through Zheng Dong's walk, he suddenly remembered that he was here to give Brother Yu's room card.

He had to turn back again.

But at this time the corridor was empty.

He scratched his head, it seemed that Mr. Cheng took Brother Yu back to his room.

It should be... all right... right?

Zheng Dong stood outside the door, after much deliberation, he still knocked on the door.

It took a few minutes before someone opened the door.

Cheng Yan looked at him with a very bad expression: "What's the matter?"

Looking at Cheng Yan's disheveled clothes, Zheng Dong tremblingly handed out the room card he was holding in his hand.

"Mr. Cheng, this is, this is Brother Yu's room card. He forgot to take it."

The man's eyes were full of displeasure until he sneered, "He's not willing to leave."

With that said, the door closed again.

Zheng Dong understood immediately.

He thought of Mr. Cheng's eyes, and quickly slipped away.

His work is done, and Brother Yu can't blame him.

Well, that's right.

In the room, Cheng Yan felt a headache when he saw the people running wildly in the room.

"Where's the wine? Didn't you say you'd give me a drink when you come back?" Yu Zhou questioned when he saw the man came back.

He looked around but didn't find the wine, liar!

"When did I say that?" Cheng Yan's mouth twitched.

"Liar! I knew you couldn't be trusted!"

Yu Zhou got angry, and he threw the apple he had bitten into at the man.

This apple was forced into him by Cheng Yan just now.

Cheng Yan caught it steadily, and took a bite himself, "It's been an hour of trouble, are you hungry?"

"Oh, you shouldn't be hungry, you just want to drink."

Cheng Yan has many ways to hangover, but Yu Zhou obviously won't cooperate with him now.

It would be difficult if you accidentally hurt someone.

Cheng Yan walked into the kitchen and began to wash the pot and cook the noodles.

"What are you cooking?" Yu Zhou walked over.

"noodle."

"I want to eat too."

"You don't want to eat so much delicious food just now, come and eat my noodles with clear soup and little water." Cheng Yan curled his lips.

"I'm willing to eat what you make to save face!" Yu Zhou was still drunk, so of course it was impossible to reason with him.

"Also, I came here because you said there was wine here first, and now there is no wine, what's wrong with eating your noodles?"

"I never said, you're hallucinating." Cheng Yan resolutely resisted the slander.

Seeing that this person couldn't make sense, Yu Zhou turned around and went to the living room to watch TV.

There was a haze in front of his eyes, and he didn't see clearly what kind of TV he was playing.

When he saw that face that looked so much like Xia Quan, he rubbed his eyes and became excited immediately.

"Disgusting!" He smashed the remote control in his hand.

The remote control hit the TV screen, and the sound drew Cheng Yan from the kitchen.

"what happened?"

Seeing Yu Zhou smashing things wildly, Cheng Yan's heart skipped a beat.

The TV had already been smashed, but Cheng Yan guessed that he must have seen Xia Quan again.

"Okay, okay, don't be afraid."

Cheng Yan hugged Yu Zhou, patted his back to comfort him.

He doesn't know how to comfort people, and he just repeats those two words.

When Yu Zhou was hugged in his arms, it seemed that all the strength in his body had been taken off suddenly, and he leaned against Cheng Yan weakly.

"I hate him, very much."

Yu Zhou buried himself in Cheng Cheng's shoulder, and his voice was filled with muffled hatred.

"Well, he will be punished."

Cheng Yan comforted him with unfamiliar methods, and the worry in his eyes almost solidified.

After hugging for an unknown amount of time, Yu Zhou fell asleep soundlessly.

Cheng Yan carried him to the bed and tucked in the quilt.

Seeing the drunkenness on Yu Zhou's face, he frowned.

If you sleep like this for one night, you will definitely have a headache tomorrow.

Cheng Yan turned around to find the medicine box, his eyes lit up when he found a set of silver needles, 009's medicine box was really well prepared.

Pick up a silver needle, first sterilize it briefly with alcohol, and burn it on the alcohol lamp several times.

Then a prick in the center of Yu Zhou's right earlobe.

Soon, blood beads came out.

After squeezing two drops of blood, Cheng Yan wiped his earlobe clean, and disinfected the silver needle with alcohol.

After a while, the blush on Yu Zhou's face faded.

Cheng Yan packed up the silver needles and looked at Yu Zhou's peaceful sleeping face with a smile in his eyes.

He rubbed his head itchyly.

"Sleep, sleep well."

After working for so long, the noodles in the kitchen are already lumpy.

Cheng Yan finished eating quickly, and then washed the pot.

"009, your silver needles are of very good quality, how did you make them?"

Cheng Yan found a round pot, added water, turned on the fire, and threw the silver needles wrapped in gauze into it for high-temperature sterilization.

"That's right, it's left over from my previous host, and all the materials used are of the highest quality!"

Speaking of this, 009 is proud, "In the future, if the host has the opportunity to go to the plane of comprehension novels, he can also create a set."

"Cultivation novel?" Cheng Yan secretly wrote it down.

I really want to meet the previous host of 009 if I have the chance.