Host, You're Targeted

Court yuan and the boy face to face, clearly see that boy's expression changes.

From the moment Yanhuai approached him, the expression on the boy's face became intriguing.

Every time Yanhuai said a word, the boy's smile collapsed, until his facial expression completely collapsed.

The servant girls bowed their heads and left one after another, and the boy closed the door at the end.

Before leaving, he also took a close look at Tingyuan.

It turns out that Yan Huai likes this one.

The boy, with a face bent, walked out of the room and closed the door.

Ting yuan was also very surprised.

Yan Huai said this, do not know the people still think that there is something abnormal between the two of them!

"Young master, you will be misunderstood."

Tingyuan stepped back and pushed Yanhuai's hand away.

Yanhuai once again threw the fan into his arms, grabbed the end of his ponytail, and slowly walked back to the observation platform and sat down.

"Misunderstood what?"

Court yuan's braid is held forward by Yan Huai, and his hair tail is a little disordered.

He shakes his head and shakes off his braid. After finishing his hair tail, he goes to Yan Huai and hands the fan to the table top.

Tingyuan's action is very light when he puts out the fan, as if he is afraid to disturb Yanhuai.

Put the fan, he will return to the next position, said: "it is not mistaken that I am your shepherd."

At the moment when the court yuan turned around, Yan Huai held his wrist.

Tingyuan is pulled back by Yanhuai. Yanhuai uses his internal power to make Tingyuan turn a circle under him and sits on his leg.

Tingyuan's tail just ran against the armrest of the chair, and he had to lean forward on Yan Huai.

Yanhuai put his two hands on his back with one hand, and put the other hand on his shoulder.

"What about misunderstanding?" Yan Huai grabbed a handful of Tingyuan's hair around his fingertips, "they dare not pass it on. Besides, who knows who you are? You don't go out, anyway. "

Ting yuan sat on his lap, almost completely in his arms.

Opposite TingYang pretended to be blind and stretched his neck to look at the stage.

Tingyuan took a look at TingYang, and his ears were gradually red.

Yan Huai looked down and thought that the child could be really shy.

Before in the room, when they were only two, Tingyuan would be very shy and mature prawns.

Not to mention the fact that he is still on the viewing platform, TingYang, who has a strong sense of being, is still standing beside him.

The speed at which Tingyuan blushes is not what ordinary people can see clearly.

The sound of gongs and drums came from the stage downstairs, and the performance was about to start.

Yan Huai also no longer teases the court yuan, makes the person blush to give up.

"No kidding." Yanhuai let go of the court yuan, did not know where to change out a sugar to give him, "give you a candy, is to tease your compensation."

"Hum!"

Tingyuan blushed and grabbed the candy in his palm. He went to the corner of the room and squatted down. His tail kept swinging behind him.

With a smile, Yan Huai tidied up his clothes, adjusted the chairs in the stands, and began to concentrate on the performance of Wutaishan.

The performance of the program always needs a person to preside over. The banquet is held by the group leader, and Bai Ling naturally takes the role of the host.

Bai Ling is standing in the middle of the stage in a well cut skirt.

The people around him yelled. It was like a fairy coming down from the earth.

Court yuan lies in the corner of the railing to watch, still cold hum.