Host, You're Targeted

Two?

Court yuan at the beginning did not react to come over, in Yanhuai put down the silver time to think about Yanhuai's words.

The shopkeeper has called the bartender, "take the three boys to the superior wing room of Westinghouse."

The bartender pulled the white cloth off his shoulder and pinched it in his hand. When the shopkeeper called him, he put the white cloth back on his shoulder and came over happily.

The bartender stood at the side of the court yuan, bent his waist and stretched out his hand in the direction of the upstairs, indicating: "three young masters, please come here."

In order to highlight the master status of Yan Huai, Tingyuan deliberately stepped back, meaning Yan Huai went first.

Yan Huai took the back of his hand with the fan behind him, walked by the court yuan and naturally held his hand.

The shopkeeper and the small two hearts of the shop are pretending to be blind. TingYang pulls off the luggage on his shoulder and tries to follow Yan Huai naturally.

The house they lived in was on the third floor, separated by a corridor from the stairs.

There are no rooms on either side of the corridor, which is quite quiet.

"Three childe, this room is a normal size bed." The bartender pushed open the door of the room near the corridor, and then walked forward a few steps. He pushed open the door of the room next door, "this room is an enlarged and lengthened bed, which can be used for two or three people to sleep with."

When the bartender said this, he swept his eyes intentionally or unintentionally to Tingyuan and Yanhuai.

The look was ambiguous.

"I see." Yanhuai took Tingyuan's hand and pulled it behind him. He pulled Tingyuan to the position behind him. "You go and prepare some hot water to drink and use. Don't bring tea, just hot water."

The bartender nodded and bowed, and quickly left this side.

After the bartender left, TingYang went into the room and carefully checked the two rooms. After confirming that there was no abnormality in the room, he let Yanhuai and his wife go into the room to have a rest.

As soon as he entered the door, Tingyuan went straight to the table.

He lies on the table, moves his buttocks to find a stool to sit down, his hands spread out on the tablecloth.

TingYang comes in after Yan Huai and puts his luggage on the table.

The luggage was only an inch away from Tingyuan's face. The light in front of him was blocked. He opened his eyes and seriously suspected that TingYang had deliberately put the baggage in front of him.

Yanhuai opened his clothes and sat down on the stool opposite the court yuan and put the folding fan on the table.

TingYang held the sword and bowed to him, "childe, I left first without other orders."

Yanhuai nodded, TingYang turned to leave, and closed the door by the way.

Tingyuan got up from the table and stretched himself down again.

"Wuwuwu childe, I'm tired. I've been walking for a long time." Tingyuan yawned, "I want to sleep."

Yanhuai took down the baggage and put it on the stool to avoid blocking his look at the court yuan.

"Sleep." Yanhuai grabbed Tingyuan's pigtail, "anyway, today is only the first day, and we don't need to do anything. We should have a good rest before we have the strength to do other things."

Court yuan turns big eyes, soft voice sajiao way: "but I want to take a comfortable bath first."

Yan Huai's fingertips were inserted into his braid to smooth the place where he tied his hair.

"There's a natural bath at the back of this room. There's no one at this time. Do you want to take a bath first?" Yan Huai asked.

Hearing that he could take a bath, Tingyuan quickly got up from the table, "really?"

His eyes were filled with uncontrollable joy.

"Really." Yan Huai let go of his hair, "go?"