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"Why are you here?" Daohua looked at Xiao Yeyang in surprise.
Xiao Yeyang glanced at her, calmly sat down next to her, and then slowly said: "Why, you can come, but I can't come?"
Daohua glanced sideways at Xiao Yeyang, and then realized that the originally bustling stage was a little quiet at the moment. The loud laughter before had turned into whispering.
"Brother Dong, Brother Zhou, hello, brothers!"
Not only Xiao Yeyang, but also Dong Yuanxuan, her three brothers, and several young men whom I had seen on the day of climbing during Double Ninth Festival came.
After giving gifts to these people, Daohua was ready to leave.
There was no way, in order to better watch the beauty's style, she saw that there were not many people watching the show, so she sat in the row facing the stage.
Xiao Yeyang definitely wanted to sit in the best seat, and he brought a lot of people, so she would have to give up her seat.
"What are you going to do?"
When Xiao Yeyang saw Daohua about to leave, he immediately asked.
Daohua nodded Dong Yuanxuan and others with her chin: "There are so many of you, there won't be enough seats. I'll sit next to my grandmother."
Hearing this, Xiao Yeyang suddenly frowned in displeasure.
Zhou Chengye who was on the side smiled hurriedly and said: "Sister Yan, just sit still. There is not enough space. Just add a few more tables and chairs. It's not a big deal." After saying that, he immediately waved to the boy and ordered him to move it. Bring over the tables and chairs.
Daohua was still a little hesitant. She looked at the female relatives on both sides who kept looking this way, and felt that she was a bit inconspicuous sitting next to Xiao Yeyang and the others.
"It still doesn't work. It's not good for me, a girl, to sit among you!"
Zhou Chengye was stunned for a moment. He couldn't answer these words because what Daohua said was true.
Although the younger sister of the Yan family is only ten years old, there are differences between men and women, and one must be cautious when it comes to reputation.
¡°But the young prince has made it clear that he wants to talk to the Yan family¡¯s sister, what should he do?
Just when Zhou Chengye didn¡¯t know what to do, Zhou Jingwan came over with a group of little girls.
When watching a play, it is naturally better to sit directly opposite the stage.
So, as soon as Zhou Jingwan arrived, she led her people straight to Daohua.
"Sister Yan, I asked you why I can't see you. It turns out that you are hiding here to listen to the opera. I also like to watch the opera, and you didn't ask me to call you."
As soon as everyone arrived, Qian Bilan smiled and spoke to Daohua.
Daohua smiled and said, "I just saw you talking so enthusiastically with another lady, but I didn't dare to disturb you."
Qian Bilan choked, smiled and did not continue.
Zhou Jingwan took over: "Okay, everyone, let's find a seat and sit down to listen to the show!"
At this time, the boys also brought the tables and chairs and arranged them one by one.
Everyone found a place to sit down.
Now that there were so many little girls here, Daohua no longer had to worry about reputation issues and sat directly where she sat before.
She changed this position several times before she found the best position to watch the beauty.
Since it¡¯s not the most central position, she has no worries.
Xiao Yeyang looked much better when he saw Daohua sitting down next to him.
Next to him, Zhou Chengye saw Xiao Yeyang sitting on the side seat and was hesitating whether to invite him to sit on the main seat. However, after seeing the Yan family's sister take her seat, he saw a smile on his face and immediately shut up.
"Jingwan, please serve refreshments to everyone!"
Zhou Jingwan originally wanted to sit down and rest next to Daohua, but after listening to her elder brother's instructions, she was a little reluctant. She got up early in the morning and was busy today, so she was very tired!
However, thinking that today was the birthday of her grandfather who loved her most, she had the responsibility to ensure that the guests and hosts had a good time and would not embarrass the Zhou family. She sighed and resigned herself to getting up to prepare tea.
Daohua glanced at Zhou Jingwan sympathetically: "Jingwan must not have slept well last night!"
Xiao Yeyang immediately answered: "How do you know? Are you living in Zhou's house?"
Daohua was not angry: "You will know it just by looking at Jingwan's slightly blue eyes!"
Xiao Yeyang thought about it and shook the fan in his hand with some embarrassment.
Seeing him like this, Daohua suppressed a smile.
Xiao Yeyang wondered: "Why are you laughing?"
Daohua was not polite and said directly: "It's winter, what kind of fan are you fanning? Are you pretending to be romantic?"
thisAs soon as the words came out, Xiao Yeyang's hand shaking the fan stopped in mid-air as if the pause button had been pressed unexpectedly.
Not only him, but Dong Yuanxuan and Yan Wenxiu who were holding fans around them also had expressions on their faces and put away their fans awkwardly.
"Sister, you don't understand. Brother Dong and others are fanning themselves in the winter. They are claiming to be literati and elegant guests. This is what others are good at."
Yan Wenkai¡¯s loud voice sounded.
Daohua tilted her head and looked at Xiao Yeyang and others who looked a little uncomfortable. She smiled, but she couldn't continue joking: "Second brother, why don't you have a fan?"
Yan Wenkai: "Sister, didn't you tell me that it's winter now? It's such a cold weather. I have a mental illness to fan myself at this time!"
Well
Daohua was stunned. Could she say that she actually wanted her fourth brother to change the topic?
¡°I didn¡¯t expect that the fourth brother¡¯s words were more cruel than hers!
??You have to be mentally ill to fan yourself in the middle of winter
This was so reasonable that she could not refute it.
"Yan Wenkai!"
??Including Xiao Yeyang, everyone with fans in their hands looked at Yan Wenkai. If looks could kill, Yan Wenkai must have been insulted several times by everyone.
Yan Wenkai felt the danger, shrank his neck, and muttered: "What I said is right!"
"Pfft~"
Their movement was a bit loud, and many girls heard it. Some of them couldn't hold it back and couldn't help but laugh.
Daohua looked around and found that many girls' shoulders were twitching, and she suddenly felt very happy.
"snort!"
Xiao Yeyang snorted coldly, squeezed his favorite fan in his hand, and suddenly felt that it didn't smell good, so he threw it directly to Defu who was waiting on the side.
Defu immediately caught it with both hands, carefully placed it in his arms, and then looked at the eldest daughter of the Yan family with a look of regret.
This girl really dares to say anything!
Look, he was so scared that he didn¡¯t even dare to fan himself.
Seeing Xiao Yeyang like this, Daohua became even happier and in a very good mood. Then she looked at the stage and felt that the beauty on the stage had become more beautiful.
Seeing Daohua swinging her legs briskly, Xiao Yeyang was a little depressed and asked: "What are you looking at? What is so beautiful?"
"Beauty!" Daohua said with a smile, and pointed to Xiao Yeyang the actor who she thought was the prettiest, "Don't you think they are beautiful? Look at that appearance and figure. "
"Ahem~"
A violent cough sounded, interrupting Daohua's words that she wanted to continue.
Daohua turned her head and saw Xiao Yeyang's strange expression, as well as her elder brother who was looking at her angrily, and asked in confusion: "What's going on?"
Yan Wenxiu took a deep breath and tried to keep his tone softer: "Sister, I will tell my mother to ask her to look at you and don't read too many idle books."
Listen to what the eldest sister said?
She is a beauty, looks and figure, is this what she, a boudoir girl, should say?
Daohua opened her mouth, but didn't respond. She was watching a play. What does it have to do with Xianshu? However, she was still very discerning and did not speak. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com