Host, You're Targeted

On the sedan chair, Tingyuan moved slowly to Yan Huai.

Yanhuai had noticed his small movements when he moved for the first time.

TingYang was walking outside, and Tingyuan was sitting at the door of the sedan chair, holding a bookcase.

It is very obvious that the person who should have been at the door was suddenly out of the place.

Yanhuai wanted to see what he wanted to do, but he didn't stop him.

I didn't expect the boy to move to him slowly.

Yan Huai thought, do you think I'm blind?

"What are you doing?" Yan Huai asked.

This is the moment Ting yuan is waiting for.

He waved his sleeve and Chua pulled out a hawthorn fruit with full flesh and crystal sugar coating.

"Dangdangdangdang!" Tingyuan also sang a tone, "childe! Isn't it a surprise? "

Yan Huai:

For a moment, he thought that Tingyuan was going to take out some secret weapon to assassinate him.

Just as he was about to pick up the fan, he heard the cheering voice of Tingyuan.

"Young master! Here you are Ting yuan sat cross legged at his feet. "I will certainly be a good schoolboy in the future. Everything I do in school today is my fault! There are also things in the morning. I will be punished. You can beat me and scold me. I will never fight back! But can you Can you stop driving me away? "

Tingyuan sits on the ground and looks up at him with his eyes full of expectation.

Yan Huai asked, "when did I say I'm going to drive you away?"

Tingyuan replied, "you look like you want to drive me away."

"You think too much." Yan Huai said.

Court yuan wants to retort that he didn't think much, that is, Yan Huai's face is not right.

But the icing sugar gourd in his hand reminded him that he could not talk back.

"Well, I think too much." Ting yuan became very clever.

His son said that he thought too much, that is, he thought too much.

What he said is what he said.

His son is the only myth in his world that the sky is the earth, the electricity is the light.

Court yuan hands to Yan Huai ice sugar gourd in front of, respectfully said: "childe, please enjoy!"

Yan Huai took the ice sugar gourd in his hand and suddenly thought of something.

"Where did you get the money?"

Court yuan back to Yan Huai feet chair, without thinking: "I want to TingYang big brother."

"TingYang?"

From Yan Huai's memory, TingYang has been by his side. TingYang is good at everything. He is a bit stingy and loves money like his life.

How can TingYang give Tingyuan money?

Hearing Yan Huai's surprise, Tingyuan laughed twice and looked up at him.

"I asked brother TingYang for it."

Tingyuan is quite proud to open the corner of his mouth smile, smile like in the sweetest honey soaked in general, keep sending out the sweet breath.

The court yuan sits on the ground with her back to her seat, close to Yan Huai's feet.

He looked up at Yan Huai and laughed. He couldn't help but let him have an illusion that he was leaning on his feet to smile.

"Young master, I'll tell you, don't tell him!" Tingyuan was still proud to share the war report with Yanhuai, "at the beginning, he didn't want to give it to me! I was crying with him, he gave me the money

Yan Huai noticed that the corners of the court yuan's mouth were covered with red sugar stains.

Tingyuan's small mouth is still blazing, and the red stains on his lips are shaking in front of Yanhuai's eyes.

Suddenly, Yan Huai pinched the chin of court yuan and leaned down to approach him.