Host, You're Targeted

The bath took half an hour to finish.

During this period, the water was changed once.

If Tingyuan were to wash himself, he would not wash for so long.

But Yan Huai has been looking at him and reminding him from time to time.

"Wash your tail a little bit."

"You still have a black one on your face. You haven't cleaned it."

"Don't you rub your thighs? Isn't it dirty? "

"Don't you rub your little feet together?"

In this way, Tingyuan almost did not rub off a layer of his own skin.

Tingyuan is really dirty.

After loading the memory module, he found that he had lived for hundreds of years without taking a bath. He was also shocked.

"It's terrible." Yan Huai stood beside a bucket of black water and sighed, "how long have you not had a bath? Don't you take a bath from your supervisor? "

Tingyuan retracts into the clean wooden bucket, raises and washes cleanly, turns white tail to block his face, hides in the barrel not to speak.

The servant girls came to change the water. When they saw that the child would be shy, they could not help but want to see more.

However, things should be done first.

After the first bucket was removed, Yanhuai took a bottle of powder that he didn't know what it was, and fell down from Tingyuan, who had only left a head in the water.

"It's clean." Yan Huai would like to pour the whole bottle of perfume powder down, "what did I buy back?"

Tingyuan hid to the other side of the tub, reached out to him and motioned, "OK, OK! Don't pour again! I'll clean it up! I'll make sure that if you cook and eat me, you won't despise me again

Yan Huai stood looking at him and sighed. Finally he waved his sleeve and went to the side.

In this way, a tormented bath was finally finished.

Tingyuan was moved to tears.

Yanhuai took a long cloth to wrap up the court yuan, and ordered the servant girls outside to come in and clean up the things.

Court yuan was Yanhuai held to the bedside table, TingYang will understand, carrying clothes and medicine to this side.

"There are too many wounds on his body. When he took a bath just now, many wounds were swollen. TingYang, please hold him for me and I will give him medicine."

Say, Yan Huai is about to reach out to pull that blanket.

"No Tingyuan grasped the robe, "I won't cry for pain! Don't press on me

He will grow up to be a man in a few years, even if Yanhuai looks at his buttocks. This is his future husband.

How bad it is to be seen by TingYang!

TingYang is an outsider!

Court yuan refused the gesture is too obvious, this even TingYang know he is shy.

"Then don't cry out the pain later." Yan Huai threatened, "I'll throw you out as soon as you call."

Ting yuan sits on his lap, grabs the blanket and nods.

TingYang will understand, line ceremony to quit, by the way, but also help clean up the washing tools of the maid finishing the screen.

The rest of the house retreated. Tingyuan poked out a small head and looked around. He could only see the patterns on the screen.

There's no one out there.

"Don't look." Yan Huai to get the medicine on the table, he patted on the bottom of court yuan, "quickly lie down, I'll give you medicine."

Court yuan "Ao" a sentence, holding the blanket of the hand to let go, turned over to lie on Yan Huai's leg.

The wound on Tingyuan's back was made by man. The shape of the scar was a stick and a whip.

He sighed, his fingertips stained with ointment, smeared on Tingyuan's body.