Host, You're Targeted

"What are you doing? It's not that I'm tired and need a good rest? "

Yanhuai took the court yuan into his arms with one hand and looked at him with drooping eyes on the stair platform.

Tingyuan opened his mouth and wanted to explain. Jiang and Meng suddenly took a step forward.

"This young man..."

Yan Huai took into the waist of the court yuan, one hand to carry him to the shoulder, carrying him to go back.

Court yuan grabs Yan Huai's clothes, "ah! Childe! Wait

Yan Huai did not stop at the foot of the pace, court yuan stretched out his feet to hook the handrail of the corridor.

He crossed his feet, hooked the armrest tightly, and kept patting Yan Huai on the shoulder.

"Ah, ah, young master, I beg you! I just want to have a drink. Please forgive me! I'm an adult! I'm a big boy! "

Tingyuan has been thinking about the spicy wine he had just drunk. Although the taste is not good, he seems to be possessed and wants to have another taste.

It doesn't matter if you are drunk. There are many things you can do after drinking!

Jiang Jin and Jiang Meng look at each other, and they are going to drag the court yuan.

TingYang didn't know where to run out. The sword in his hand waved and the blade came out of the scabbard, just blocking their way.

TingYang didn't say anything. The hilt of the scabbard swayed for a moment, reflecting the half face of Jiangjin and jiangmeng.

Yanhuai back to them, one hand to seize court yuan's ankle, the other hand buckle court yuan's waist.

"Why do you want to drink so much?" Yan Huai asked.

Tingyuan swayed twice and almost fell to the ground.

Yanhuai grabs his ankle's hand, pulls him down from his shoulder and tightens his arms.

Tingyuan is afraid to be the first.

He almost in the moment of sliding down, he raised his arm, hugged Yan Huai's neck, and buried his head in his neck socket.

Yanhuai hooked his leg socket and held him in his arms with the posture of a princess. He lowered his head and hit his forehead with his chin.

"Don't hide, don't be coquettish." Yan Huai said, "what do you want to do? When I grow up, I'm wild? Have I been so kind to you lately

Said, Yan Huai also deliberately bumped, make court yuan embrace his neck hand tight.

"Well, hum ~" Tingyuan was coquettish, "please, childe, please, I want to drink, childe..."

Two people here are tired of being coquettish, and TingYang's sword is out of its sheath.

Court yuan hem and haw for a long time, did not wait for his son to have any reaction, secretly raised his head to take aim at Yan Huai.

This one eye just and do not say a word to look at his Yan Huai on.

Yan Huai's face is still cold, only the pair of eyes have to deal with the court yuan will appear helpless.

Even if it's cold as iron, it will be melted and forged one day. Yan Huai looks at the court yuan which shows only a timid look in his arms, and he can't speak.

After the court yuan got back, he took Yanhuai's clothes and played coquettish, "wuwuwu childe..."

It seems that the ancient spirit spirit who secretly looked at Yan Huai's expression just now is not him.

Yan Huai hugged him and finally compromised.

"TingYang."

Yanhuai called out to TingYang, gave him a hint, then turned around and went downstairs with Tingyuan in his arms

before Tingyuan got the wine, he was afraid that something might happen, so he could only secretly enjoy himself.

Jiangmeng wants to chase Tingyuan, but is blocked by TingYang's scabbard sword, and fails to move forward.

It was not until Yanhuai and Tingyuan reached the second floor that TingYang took back his sword. He took a look at their brothers and sisters and quickly went downstairs.

Jiang Jin takes Jiang Meng's hand and pulls him back upstairs.