Fast Time Travel: My Host Show

Chapter 149 Little Zombie, Knock Cute (6)

It may be because of his first experience. It didn't take long for Tan Han to prepare the blue potion.

Walking up to Qi Ling, Tan Han fed the medicine to Qi Ling with his own hands, Qi Ling drank it obediently, it tasted weird, in short, it was tasteless, how could she forget that she was a zombie.

Qi Ling was full of anticipation for the potion Tan Han fed her to drink. It couldn't be some potion to restore the little fairy's appearance. It turned out that her brother was so kind to her.

Unfortunately, it is not.

But, it's not too bad, she can talk.

"elder brother."

The voice was clear and sweet, like a yellow oriole singing softly, and Qi Ling's voice echoed in the laboratory, with a lingering feeling of reverberation.

Tan Han closed his eyes and listened carefully, with a familiar smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Call me brother again and listen."

Qi Ling whose head was touched obediently called out again, "Brother."

"Ah."

"You will follow me from now on, you will go wherever I go, you know?"

Qi Ling nodded in response. She didn't know if it was Qi Ling's illusion. She felt that Tan Han was teaching her as a three-year-old mentally handicapped child.

But, brother, I don't want to treat you as my brother!I regard you as "little brother".

……

Tan Han brought Qi Ling to the hall. There was only a large dining table and two chairs in the hall. Originally, there was only one chair, which was added after Qi Ling was hung with a lightning rod.

As soon as the two arrived, a zombie in a black suit came in, holding a glass of juice and a glass of red wine in his hands. The zombie in the suit put the juice in front of Qi Ling, and the red wine was naturally given to Tan Han. Then, he stood like a waiter. At the corner of the dining table, waiting for the master's order.

If Qi Ling remembered correctly, the zombie in the suit was the one who caught the red wine glass.

A sense of crisis surged in her heart, and she had the urge to fight the zombies in suits.

"Linger is interested in him?"

The "he" in Qin Han's mouth naturally refers to the zombie in a suit. He was concerned about attracting Qi Ling's attention after the zombie in a suit arrived.

Qi Ling nodded. She was indeed interested in zombies in suits, and even more interested in how this zombie in suits became Tan Han's personal assistant.

"He's called Goudan."

Tan Han's tone was lazy and casual, full of malice, and especially meaningful.

Qi Ling quickly looked away, Tan Han was warning her, don't look at what you shouldn't look at, don't ask what you shouldn't ask, or else I'll dissect you and let her lead you.

How do you say that? Curiosity killed the cat, yes, that's it.

How Goudan caught Tan Han's attention, she didn't care at all.

She is Garfield, very Buddhist.

In fact, Tan Han told Goudan that he was very upset at the first sight of this person.

Now, Goudan has been trained by him to be extremely well-behaved, even kind to him.

Buddha Ling began to struggle with the glass of juice in front of him. He wanted Goudan to take a straw, but thinking about what Tan Han said just now, Qi Ling gave up decisively.

Stretch out your hands, pick up the cup, open your mouth, and go straight down.

"Wow~"

The juice was poured on Qi Ling's face, his hand shook, and the glass hit Qi Ling's forehead.

"Crackling~"

The sound of cups breaking.

Comparing Tan Han and Qi Ling, they both drink, one is elegant and comfortable, the other... chaotic, which can only be described as chaotic.

[Host, do you see, this is the gap between you and my villain father. 】

As soon as the shielding was lifted, Bai Jiu laughed at Qi Ling's foolishness.

"Without my stupidity, how can your villain dad's cleverness be set off?"

She is sacrificing the small self to achieve the big self.

Bai Jiu covered her mouth, long time no see, is its host already so good?

Farewell for three days, even if you look at each other with admiration.

Ancient books have never deceived me.

[Host, you and I can call the villain Boss Dad!My villain dad will put up with your stupidity, and take you to pretend to fly. 】

Qi Ling rolled her eyes, it would be bright if I gave you some sunshine, you'd better go back to your own space and play in the mud.

In reality, Qi Ling still raised his head, and the yellow juice spilled all over his face.

What should she do?Keep looking up or down?
Oh, just lean up like this.

The sound of the shattering glass falling to the ground did not attract Tan Han's attention at all. He was still sipping the red wine in the glass with great interest. He wanted to know how long this cute little thing could raise his head.

After finishing a glass of red wine, Qi Ling still maintained his original posture.

She thought that Tan Han would come to help her when he saw her raising her head like this, for example, to wipe her face and then change her clothes.

As a result, no.

However, she has kept her head up for so long, if she bows her head first, will she lose face?
Tan Han put down his wine glass, propped his head on his hand, and looked at her with his head tilted.

In the end, Qi Ling gave up, but she seemed... unable to move her head.

"Brother, I turned my head."

"Oh."

and then?
"Brother, help me."

"Oh."

and then?
After a long time, Qi Ling raised his hand and forcibly turned his head back.

She had thought about it, if her head was turned away, her head would also follow Tan Han's side to influence him.

Sleeping, eating, bathing...and going to the toilet.

She is just that great.

The pity that flashed in Qi Ling's gray eyes did not escape Tan Han's eyes, he was more interested in Qi Ling, what's the pity?He didn't help her?
That's not what she regrets.

What a fun little thing.

　Yao Jincheng: "I want to send blades to Mr. Xue. I am so wise and powerful, but you actually asked me to call me a dog. Wait until I open the tuba and kill you."

　　Master Xue is fearless, 【Your king number has been turned into bronze by me, hehehe! 】

　　[Jageng-style squirming and rolling, selling cute tickets, asking for tickets, asking for tickets~]

　　
　
(End of this chapter)