Host, You're Targeted

"Young master." Ting Yang thought again and again, or knocked on the door.

Tingyuan was sitting on the ground pounding his legs and thinking about his strategy. As soon as he heard the knock on the door, he immediately retracted his leg.

When shrinking his legs, he bumped into the wooden frame where the inkstone was placed. He almost didn't knock over the ink immediately because of the pain.

"What's the matter?" Yan Huai turns around and listens to the movement outside the house, but his eyes glance across the screen to the court yuan.

Across the screen, Yan Huai saw the court yuan holding his legs and swinging back and forth. He didn't know whether he was crying or laughing.

Outside, TingYang didn't know what was going on inside the house. He whispered, "Miss bailing has come and said she wants to stay in our house and go to school with you every day. Madame has sent someone to invite you to have a look

Yanhuai reaches out and grabs the clothes on one side and prepares to stand up.

"I see."

Then there was a sound of water coming out. Yanhuai took a towel to wipe the water on his body and stepped out of the bath bucket.

Hearing the voice of Yan Huai coming out, Tingyuan quickly broke off his thigh and forcibly restored the appearance of kneeling on the ground.

"Court yuan." Yan Huai put on his coat and called him on purpose.

Tingyuan endured the pain and kneaded two pieces on the thigh that hit the table

"Come in and help me change."

Tingyuan's feet still hurt. The wound I hit in the morning has turned purple.

He thought to himself whether Yan Huai was a disabled person or a mentally retarded child. Why did he even ask others to help him wear clothes? Didn't you see that he hurt?

Oh, Yan Huai didn't see it.

"Yes! Here we are Tingyuan stood up on the table and moved slowly behind the screen.

TingYang was listening outside the door and quietly waved back the boy and servant girl waiting beside him.

The servants and servants bowed their heads and retreated. After a while, there was no trace of servant girls and servants in the North Garden.

Tingyuan dragged his leg to Yanhuai, took the folded clothes and put them on one by one.

Yanhuai is very cooperative to reach out, but the eyes have been in court yuan face.

Tingyuan's feet hurt and numb. He bit his lower lip and put on clothes for Yanhuai with pain and numbness. He had no time to pay attention to Yanhuai's face.

Yanhuai looked at him almost blatantly.

Until he picked up the belt and tried to put it around his back to fasten it for him.

When Tingyuan's hands reached behind Yan Huai's waist, Yan Huai suddenly pressed his right wrist and clamped his chin with one hand to make him raise his head.

“…… Young master

Tingyuan slightly bent a little to Yanhuai belt, chin suddenly caught by him, had to look up at him.

"Do I look good?" Yan Huai suddenly asked.

Ting yuan: "it's Huh

"Good looking! Good looking Tingyuan was speechless, but still to coax him, "good-looking! Young master, you'd better watch! The whole green hill belongs to you, the best to see! No, the whole three realms belong to you. You'd better look at it

Yan Huai hums and laughs and lets go of his chin and pulls the belt out of his hand.

"That's too much of a sham." Yan Huai tied his belt carefully, "it seems that you have seen all the people in the three realms."

The court yuan retreated, and when he held the screen, he would push it away.

"I haven't seen you, but you are the best one in my heart! Other people in my eyes are crooked melon split dates! They're all ugly people with sharp noses. "

"Well said." Yan Huai put on his clothes and came out from behind the screen and touched the head of Tingyuan.

Court yuan "hey hey" two, about to ask for a reward, Yan Huai said: "reward you to warm my bed tonight."