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After a simple lunch break, he wants to go to the city. Yanhuai decides to separate from the rickshaw driver here.

"We don't have to leave here because we don't have to leave here." Yan Huaichao looked around the carriage, "it's easy to be conspicuous when you enter the city and then separate."

Yan Huai all spoke, they can only obey orders.

"Change your clothes." Yan Huai handed TingYang's baggage to him, "TingYang, change clothes."

TingYang took his own burden, "De Le! Tingyuan, go. "

Tingyuan wrapped a cake in one mouthful, puffing his cheek and reaching for Yanhuai, "childe, my clothes..."

Yanhuai pulled him into the carriage.

The curtain swayed a few times and slowly became calm.

TingYang put his package on his shoulder, shrugged and walked to the grass.

Oh, feed his son. Really, he really has an idea for that little boy of Tingyuan!

With his sword, Ting Yang pushed aside the grass and found a clean place to drop the package. He found a coarse cloth clothes that ordinary people wear. He took off his coat and put it on.

In the carriage, the court yuan was pressed in a corner and caught the clothes handed over by Yan Huai.

Yanhuai is still squatting on the ground looking for his own clothes. Tingyuan shakes the clothes open and finds that Yanhuai gave him three complete pieces from inside to outside.

"Young master, I exchange so much?" Tingyuan shook off his clothes and turned his face to see, "is it OK to just change the clothes outside? Don't you use the lining? "

Yanhuai finds out his clothes, squats there, uncovers the belt of his coat with one hand, and walks to the court yuan with his coat and sits down.

Tingyuan moved to the side, and his tail was still gently shaking behind him.

"I don't need to change my underwear, but you do."

Yan Huai took off his coat and threw it on the wrapping cloth.

The white fluffy tail behind Tingyuan was still swinging, and he didn't realize what was wrong.

"Why?" Court yuan looks at Yan Huai to put on that simple Tibetan blue coat, "I also don't need to change the inner garment."

Yanhuai didn't fasten his belt, so he opened his coat and approached Tingyuan. He grabbed his fluffy tail.

The tail is the sensitive zone of Tingyuan.

In the moment that Yan Huai grasped it, he called out with "ah".

Yan Huai shook his tail and asked, "do you still think you don't need to change it? You have a hole in the back of your clothes

How could this be so strange from Yan Huai's mouth?

Court yuan covered the lower half of his face and carefully raised his eyes to aim at Yan Huai.

"But But my tail is not accepted, nor is it my has the final say. Tingyuan said in a soft voice, like being coquettish or begging for mercy, "childe, you Don't hold on to my tail It can't be pulled off. "

Yanhuai did not let go, instead, he grasped a little.

It's a strange feeling to have this tail in your hand.

Tingyuan can feel the numbness of Yanhuai's fingertips rubbing on his body with his hair.

"Who said I was going to tear it off?" Yan Huai laughed, "isn't this going to help you put the tail in?"

Yan Huai leaned too close. Tingyuan didn't know where to put his hands. He simply covered his face.

"Well?" Court yuan blinked big eyes, "can you put the tail in?"

Yan Huai's hand moved down, "yes, I asked the imperial doctor specially."

Tingyuan's eyes lit up.