Host, You're Targeted

The day the wolf emissary arrived at Qingqiu, Tingyuan woke up.

After walking through the whole juvenile plot in the dream, Tingyuan opened his eyes and thought, did he fall into which world again?

But the idea didn't last long, and Max, which had not been seen for a long time, came out.

"Congratulations on the completion of the plot line" memories "and reward you with a little love."

Tingyuan looked around, moved his head and tried to move his limbs.

He didn't know how long he had been lying. In short, he felt stiff and weak.

"Is love useful?" Tingyuan kicks his legs.

Max: "sorry, it's useless. It's just a verbal expression of appreciation."

The court yuan kicks a foot forcefully, the foot Ya Zi emerges the quilt, looks like a white radish which just drills out from the soil.

"Mouth area, why don't you give me love? Are you the wholesale Department of love? A small heart will be rewarded if you meet someone. "

MAX：“…… You don't look like a protagonist who just learned about his miserable life experience. Why do you hate me the first thing when you wake up? I reward you with a little heart. What's the matter! Hum, you hate it

During the time when Max accused Tingyuan of his behavior of returning hostility, Tingyuan had slowly propped up and sat up.

He tied up the gauze curtain against the wall and moved it to the edge of the bed to rest.

"Have you lost your mind? Am I in a coma or are you in a coma? Even if it is a reward kindergarten children will give a little red flower pasted on the forehead, what is the use of oral love? "

Max didn't reply.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open and someone came in.

Court yuan could not help but look at the half covered screen.

The sound of footsteps is approaching. Yan Huai comes from behind the screen.

Obviously, Yan Huai didn't expect Tingyuan to wake up. He was caught off guard. His feet stopped at once for the dark eyes of shangtingyuan.

“…… Young master. "

At the moment of eye contact, Tingyuan also saw the visitor clearly. Seeing Yan Huai, he immediately grinned at him.

When Tingyuan was lying on the bed, Yanhuai didn't feel anything abnormal. When he woke up and sat beside the bed laughing, Yan Huai had an illusion that he had not seen for a long time.

Tingyuan's face, which had been lying in bed for several days, was still morbid and pale. His face, which had not been easily raised to a little fleshy before, was almost out of phase because of coma and unable to eat.

The only thing that hasn't changed is those dark eyes.

Like a piece of ink placed under the eaves, melting in the pouring moonlight, reflecting the twinkling starlight.

Hearing his hoarse voice, Yan Huai's heart suddenly trembled for a moment, and then strode to take the man into his arms.

"Court yuan."

Yan Huai tightened his arms, tightly hooped the man in his arms, and whispered his name in his ear.

It was the first time for the man in his arms to see Yan Huai showing such a busy and nervous appearance. After a moment's hesitation, he raised his hand and grasped his arm.

"Well, I'm here, young master."

Yan Huai is going to see the wolf emissary today and take a look at the situation of Tingyuan before leaving.

He changed into a dark blue brocade, and his clothes were embroidered with colorful patterns of gold and silver thread.

Tingyuan felt on his arm for a long time, and finally found that the feeling was wrong. He pushed him away by pressing his waist and crotch.

Seeing that Yan Huai's clothes were obviously not private clothes, but were only worn in serious occasions, Tingyuan said in a very low voice.