Host, You're Targeted

He said that he was waiting in the inn to investigate Jiang Jin and Jiang Meng's brother and sister. That Yan Huai didn't really plan to go out.

Of course, Tingyuan is not stupid. Knowing that Yan Huailai is at the boundary of Qingqiu, he is certainly not dedicated to the rite of passage for him.

Even if Yan Huai likes him, it is impossible for him to do such a thing.

Another is that, when the tasks of the world are completed, the progress bar of good feeling has been filled up, and there is no branch task other than the one that will never complete the counter offensive task.

According to his understanding of Max and the plot designer of the plane world, there are definitely some hidden side tasks for him to open and complete.

There are only two reasons for Max's disappearance for such a long time: first, there is no place for it to prompt; second, it is observing in the dark, waiting for a good opportunity.

If there are no bugs in the plane task until the end, it means that the game is fully mature and ready to be launched.

Since this is the last in-house test, how can the plot designer make the last world so simple?

There's definitely something behind the scenes.

While thinking about what kind of abacus Yanhuai is doing, Tingyuan tries to pry into Max's heart.

The wine cup in the court yuan's hand was not empty. After drinking one cup, another one was continued.

Yan Huai sat quietly by his side without disturbing him.

Tingyuan immersed in his own world, slowly drunk.

Yanhuai has been paying attention to Tingyuan's facial expression.

Noticing that Tingyuan's eyes finally began to blur, Yanhuai took his glass off and drank it with his head up.

"You're drunk." Yan Huai kneaded the temple of Tingyuan and concluded concisely.

Tingyuan grabs the wine cup from his hand and lies on the table holding the cup, staring vaguely.

"I didn't!" Court yuan drunk after the temper is quite big, "you don't grab my cup!"

Tingyuan's voice was not loud. He changed his direction after he installed his position. He turned his head and went to sleep on the table.

Yan Huai stared at the back of the court yuan's head for a long time, then stood up with his clothes and went to see the jar of wine.

The cup in the inn was not big. He looked at Tingyuan and drank many cups, but in fact, there was still more than half of the wine in the jar.

Tingyuan's drinking capacity is not good. He can't drink as much as he has just had a meal.

Now it's not exactly two minutes, most people are taking lunch break.

Yan Huai suddenly turned his hand, palm appeared a touch of blue and white fox fire, straight toward the door fly.

The fox fire went through the crack in the door, forming a blue and white line, and soon disappeared.

"Court yuan." Yanhuai pats Tingyuan on the shoulder and makes him turn to his side.

Court yuan fan glared and turned to open his eyes, just pressed on the side of his face on the table appeared a few folds of clothes.

Yan Huai gently stroked the side of his face, bent down to him and asked, "do you still drink?"

After drunk, Tingyuan's reaction is a little slow.

His eyes were covered with a hazy mist, the dark pupil half hidden in the fog, like a mirage in the sea fog.

Yan Huai waited for a long time before he saw Tingyuan nodding.

"Drink..." Tingyuan said.

"I'll pour it for you." Yan Huai coaxes him to take out the wine cup in his hand and pour a full cup of wine.

Tingyuan got up from the table and sat there looking at Yan Huai.