Host, You're Targeted

In the peach blossom forest outside the house, the wind is blowing, and the branches of peach blossom are flapping together, as if someone is walking in the depths of the peach blossom forest.

Court yuan back against the door, heard the voice outside, hugged his head to hide.

"What are you doing?" Yan Huai tilted his head to see him, facing his screen automatically pushed a seam, "hurry in."

From the gap that the screen pushes open, court yuan can see Yan Huai side come over half face.

The black hair blocking his back of the shoulder moved to the side with the movement of his head turning, revealing his muscular arms.

The line of mandible extended from behind his ears, slanting forward, and connected to the line of his slender neck.

The court yuan swallows mouth saliva, hang in the body side hand to grasp the tassel that hangs down on the belt.

Yan Huai's eyes twinkled in the bright fox fire.

Tingyuan and he looked at each other, the tip of his ear slowly covered with a thin pink.

"Hurry up." Yan Huai sat up straight in the tub, "close the screen."

"Yes." I dare not look behind the screen.

He held the screen stiffly, and clumsily straightened it until there was no crack in it.

“…… Young master. "

Court yuan looks down at the edge of the bath barrel, slowly moved to Yan Huai side.

"Is there any gold on the ground?" Yan Huai asked.

Tingyuan pressed his head lower. He shook his head desperately. The bell on his ankle made a clear sound with his trembling.

Yan Huai's hand is on the edge of the tub, his index finger joint is bent up, and there is a beat on the barrel.

"Are there ants on the ground?" Yan Huai asked again.

Tingyuan's other hand also pinched the clothes on the side of his body. He clenched his teeth and shook his head vigorously.

"No

Yan Huai's upper body from waist to abdomen was outside the water, and his lower body was hidden in the water with a layer of fog floating on the surface.

He raised his arm against his chin and tilted his head to look at the embarrassed Tingyuan.

Just now he knocked at the door and said that he was afraid of the cold. Now he stood in front of him with his head down, and his eyes were all over the ground. As soon as he fell on the edge of the barrel and on the back of his feet, he did not dare to lift it up.

A blue and white fox fire hung on the screen, illuminating Tingyuan's red ear tip and his nervous hands clasping around his body.

Is this shyness?

Yan Huai looked at him from the top down for a while, suddenly raised another hand, clasped in the court yuan rubbing fringed wrist.

"Childe Court yuan almost in the moment that he met, he would withdraw his hand.

Yanhuai had been on guard for a long time.

His palm is close to Tingyuan's wrist and turns flexibly. He removes the force of Ting yuan's hiding back, and then he pulls hard to his side.

Without learning any skills, Tingyuan, who can't even master Kung Fu, is easily dragged by Yan Huai to the bath bucket.

"Ah

Tingyuan called out, and he was about to plant himself in the tub.

Yan Huai with a smile in the corner of his eyes, deliberately withdraw to make room for the court Yuan who is about to fall down.

However, Tingyuan has sound limbs.

When people are in danger, they always subconsciously grasp everything they can grasp.

Tingyuan held on to Yanhuai on the back of one hand. His feet skidded and couldn't hold the ground, but he had another hand!

Yanhuai in the retreat, to close to the court yuan side of the bath barrel edge left a position.

The court yuan another hand presses in the bath bucket edge, then presses the wooden barrel strength, Leng is to stabilize the body.

He leaned over the edge of the tub, the hand Yanhuai had pulled into the water and pressed on his waist and abdomen.

But even so, he held himself still and did not fall in.

What a surprise!