Host, You're Targeted

Because he didn't expect when Tingyuan would wake up, Yanhuai didn't prepare clothes for Tingyuan and put them in the room.

Tingyuan, wearing only a white lining, was sitting at the table drinking from cup to cup, but the cup was too small. He was about to pick up the teapot and drink at the mouth of the pot when someone knocked on the door.

"Come in, please." Tingyuan immediately put down the teapot in his hand and sat upright at the table, pretending to be very steady.

He has been in a coma for so many days. Yan Huai must be very worried about him. The people in the official post office may have guessed what the relationship is between them. So he must be dignified and not disgrace Yan Huai.

However, Tingyuan was worried.

In came an old woman with hot water and cloth to wash.

As soon as Tingyuan saw that Yanhuai had found an old woman to take care of him, he immediately stood up to take over the hot water.

How can an old man do such a thing? Oh, Hello, I don't know what Yan Huai thinks.

Max: "only the old people will not covet your beauty and gossip. You and Yanhuai are the best of Longyang."

Ting yuan: "it's Shut up

After the meal, he changed his clothes and put them in Fengsheng's home.

The old people are the kind of people who do things in silence and don't like to talk. After dinner, Tingyuan feels bored.

He remembered Yan Huai's saying not to run around, but also understood that this was the official post, not the North Garden of Yan's mansion.

Yanhuai's room is next door. Tingyuan simply runs to Yanhuai's room to find out if there is anything to play with.

But Yan Huai is as boring as he imagined. There is nothing in the room that can kill time. There are only a few books on the art of war.

"If you come to the border with a Book of art of war, is he not afraid of boredom?" Tingyuan murmured in a low voice.

Max was also free. He just came out to chat with Tingyuan and said, "didn't he bring you here? Would you be bored? "

Ting yuan: "it's Are you scolding me for being too busy or driving? "

Max: "eh, you think too much. I'm not clean anymore. I won't chat with you any more."

Tingyuan: "bang!"

Holding the book of art of war for a while, Tingyuan fell asleep on Yanhuai's bed.

The neatly folded bedding is already cold, but there seems to be a taste of Yan Huai between them.

Before Tingyuan's coma, he was recalling what happened between the birth of the host and his adoption by Yanhuai. Strictly speaking, it can't be regarded as rest.

Poured into Yan Huai's bed, wrapped by the residual taste between the bedding, Tingyuan soon fell asleep.

This time I really had a good sleep.

Wake up again, open an eye in front of is only wearing a coat of Yan Huai.

It's dark and I don't know what time it is.

It was dark all around, only the luminous stone gave out faint light.

Tingyuan sleeps a little confused, to Yan Huaihuai arch, "childe..."

Yan Huai, half awake, tightened his arm and took him to his arms. He said in a low voice, "well..."

Tingyuan kept on arching in Yan Huaihuai, trying to find a comfortable position.

Yan Huai's sleepiness was finally lost by his unconscious behavior. His first reaction was that Tingyuan was uncomfortable.

"Tingyuan, what's wrong?"

Tingyuan just found the comfortable position of the pillow and shook his head, "no, it's very comfortable, hehe."

"Hungry or thirsty? Would you like a pad

"No Court yuan bewildered between patted Yan Huai's back, coax way, "embrace sleep."