Host, You're Targeted

"The system prompts that the plane task has been activated, please confirm the identity of the player, Xiao Shu Tong Tingyuan, the target of the strategy is Yan Huai, the young master of the fox clan."

"The player's identity information has been determined, the strategy task begins."

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on the eve of the lunar new year.

The new year is coming. Red lanterns are hung on both sides of the street, and blue and white fox fire is jumping in the lampshade.

The market was covered with red ribbons and lanterns of all kinds.

The roar and laughter mingled together, and the noise shook the beast far away.

In Yan's house.

The maids in the pigtail changed into red clothes and shuttled in the spacious courtyard.

The boys wore red belts and hung lanterns in the courtyard.

With the deepening of the night, the laughter in the market not far away has not decreased, and there is even a growing trend.

Yanfu Beiyuan is very quiet.

Busy boys and maids will consciously lower the tone of speaking and relax the pace of walking when they walk near Beiyuan.

After entering from the gate of Beiyuan, through a small peach blossom forest, you will arrive at Yanhuai's bedroom.

There is a boy through the peach blossom forest, walking in a hurry to Yan Huai bedroom outside, knocking on the door.

"Young master." The boy bowed slightly and stepped back, "it's time for Xu to arrive."

A deep voice came from the room: "I see."

When he heard the answer, he turned aside and stood by the door. He lowered his head and waited for the door to open.

Several servant girls who came with him stood behind him in the same posture, with their hands straightened and placed in front of him, far away from his abdomen, and slightly bowed.

The bedroom was divided into several compartments. The study on the left and the bed on the right, and a large hall in the middle, with screens on both sides.

Outside the hall is facing the backyard.

Now there are screens near the main entrance.

There is a huge barrel in the screen surrounded by three sides. A man is sitting in the bucket with his back to the door.

Through the screen, you can see the black hair hanging behind him, and the snow-white shoulder which is not covered by the hair.

"Shua --"

when the servants and servants waiting at the door heard the sound of water inside, they could not help but lower their body.

The man in the room stood up from the tub, his long wet hair sticking to his bare back.

Transparent drops of water from his body, from the black and translucent hair all the way to the white skin like clotting fat, and then fall back into the bucket, causing a circle of ripples.

He grabs the cloth on the bucket and wipes the water from his body. The soft white cloth slides through the texture curve of his body and wipes out all the water drops.

He stepped out of the barrel, stepped on the clogs on the edge of the bucket, pulled off the white lining and put it on.

At the moment of buttoning the waistband, the door of the bedroom was opened by an inner lining and pushed towards both sides.

The servant girls were busy lowering their heads and stepping in.

The boy was still waiting at the door.

The servant girl door automatically formed a column. The one in front went to wait for Yan Huai to dress, while the one at the back pushed the screen away from the bed and blocked the door.

Yan Huai changed into a dark blue robe with golden border. The black belt around his waist was about a finger wide, and the pattern of nine days of dragon flying was carved with silver thread.

Yanhuai put on his red cloak, went to the door, and went straight to the path in the middle of the peach forest.

The boy who followed him quickly followed him.