Host, You're Targeted

At the end of the mission at the boundary of Qingqiu, Yan Huai returned to the main town of Qingqiu together with the envoys of the wolf tribe.

When Tingyuan wakes up, he hears Yanhuai and TingYang talking in a low voice in the room. He opens the quilt and gets out of bed and begins to put on clothes.

Across a screen, Yanhuai and TingYang both heard the sound of Tingyuan getting up.

"Check the motorcade and tell the kitchen to prepare meals and bring them to the room."

After a while, the sound of opening and closing the door rang.

Tingyuan stood barefoot by the bed, his head bowed to tie his belt.

"How are you? Is there anything uncomfortable? " Yan Huai came to take the belt from his hand and tied it patiently for him.

He obediently opened his hands to facilitate Yan Huai's movements.

"There's nothing wrong with it, just a little hungry." Tingyuan breathed out a breath in a low voice, "I want to eat ice sugar gourd, want to eat sauce roast chicken."

He still remembered that yesterday Yanhuai said he would settle accounts with him. At this time, he was very careful when he spoke. He was afraid that if he was not good, he would be carried to the corner of the wall and stand and scold him.

But Yan Huai just touched his head and pulled him to the hot water prepared in the room and stood by, letting him wash first.

"We'll have food in a moment. Wash first."

Court yuan promised to come down, with hot water soaked in white cloth, slowly wash his face, from time to time through the remaining light aim at Yan Huai around.

But Yan Huai just sat on the stool and looked at the book of art of war that he fell asleep yesterday. It didn't look like he was going to settle accounts with him.

It seems that Yan Huai is not willing to discipline him.

Thinking like this, Tingyuan was relieved.

The food in the kitchen has been done for a long time. After TingYang's order, someone came to Yanhuai's room with the food after a while.

Tingyuan's yearning roast chicken is not in the dish.

Vegetable dishes full of green onion look very good, but call Tingyuan can't raise appetite.

"Sit down and eat." Yanhuai placed a pair of chopsticks beside him, motioning for Tingyuan to sit down. "You can't eat too greasy things. Drink more fish head tofu soup to tonify your body."

In fact, Tingyuan is not picky. He just misses the day when he is sitting at the table happily eating roast chicken.

Don't talk when eating, this is the rule of Yan Fu, is also the habit of Yan Huai from childhood.

Tingyuan has developed this habit with Yanhuai for such a long time, so she didn't notice any abnormality when eating quietly.

When the servants came to clean up the table, Tingyuan felt something strange.

Yan Huai went to the desk in the corner of the room, waved to him and called him, "court yuan, come here."

Tingyuan dragged the corner of his clothes and slowly moved to Yanhuai. His first reaction was to open his hands and hold him.

"Childe, I have something to tell you."

When Tingyuan saw Yan Huai's posture, he wanted to train him. He immediately decided to tell the truth of his dream, so that Yanhuai could know his miserable background and feel sorry for him. He was not willing to teach him a lesson.

When Tingyuan pitifully finished what he had dreamed of in his dream before, he showed that he was a wolf family, but Yan Huai didn't mean to love him at all.

At the thought of Tingyuan running back with him, Yanhuai felt flustered.

The feeling of being afraid of something important is more fatal than the heartache after knowing Tingyuan's miserable life experience. It's one thing to love him, and it's also one thing to ask him to have a long memory.