The group pets the little fisherman, she has a lot of happy events

Chapter 191 This Little Fanboy Is Interesting!
"Let's leave him alone. If the little girl agrees, I'll just take him away."

The Yangko team walked through Longhu Street and came to Xuanwu Street, the host venue of the temple fair.

On the third floor of Zuihualou, the busiest restaurant in the capital city, facing the street, the window of a VIP room was open, and a pair of immortal couples stood by the window.

At this moment, the two looked at Yuxue's cute little girl, feeling indescribably happy.

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"This picture is so emotional."

In an elegant room not far away, the windows are also wide open, and Xun Lin writes like flying, outlining the lively figure of the little junior sister on the drawing board.

"No, they have passed by, I want to go down, and appreciate the heroic appearance of my junior sister up close."

The Yangko team passed by the window, he smacked his lips regretfully, picked up the drawing board, and rushed down the stairs like a gust of wind, pouring into the crowded stream of people.

"Cut, you fool."

Qingyang leaned out of the window to look out, and sneered: "The Yangko team has a fixed route, they will turn back from the front, and it won't take half a stick of incense to see it."

"Get out of the way, block me."

Qinglin pushed him away and seized the best position.

"Master Lan, drink tea."

Ye Xiuqing picked up the teapot and poured Ye Junlan a cup of ebony tea.

Ye Junlan's eyes and brows were full of smiles, and he praised his sister without hesitation: "My sister's suona is getting better and better."

"Xiuyan has been smart since she was a child."

Ye Xiuqing echoed with a smile: "You can understand everything you learn, and you will be smarter than other children by looking at it."

Ye Junlan was in a happier mood: "God has treated me well, and met my sister."

"Xiuyan is really blessed."

Ye Xiuqing sincerely sighed: "I can be loved so much by King Lan."

"It is the king who is blessed."

Ye Junlan paused while holding the teacup, and a soft light shone in his eyes: "There is such a well-behaved and lovely sister."

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The Yangko team walked to the end of Xuanwu Street and returned by the same route.

Along the way, Ye Xiuyan has gained a group of loyal fans.

A dozen or so children surrounded her, chasing the team, laughing and laughing, and did not leave from the beginning to the end.

One of them was gorgeously dressed, with exquisite eyebrows and eyes, and a boy with a little baby fat on his fair and pink face, who was particularly eye-catching.

He looked to be about the same age as her, and there was an indelible black mist between his brows and eyes.

Ye Xiuyan looked at him quite curiously, and he also raised his head from time to time to glance at her secretly.

Once the eyes of the two met, he would turn his head away with a swish, deliberately condense his small face, and pretended not to care.

This little fan is a bit interesting!
Judging from the appearance, he is either rich or noble, and he has been pampered since he was a child, so why is there a bloody disaster?
The more Ye Xiuyan looked at the boy's deliberate disguise, the more amusing she became, and the more curious she became about him.

"Little master, it's getting late, it's time to go back."

An old man with white face and beardless, chased after the boy, tugged at his sleeve, trying to drag him away from the team.

"not going back."

The boy shook his arm vigorously and shook the old man's hand away.

"It's almost time for lunch."

The old man was sweating from the cold: "If you don't go back, if the empress finds out and you sneak out of the palace again, the slave's head will be moved."

"Afraid of death, go back by yourself."

Hearing the word empress, the boy suddenly felt hostile and glared at the old man bitterly.

"Little master."

The old man had no choice but to smile bitterly: "The slave's old life is not a pity to die. If you have something good or bad, everyone in Huayang Palace will have to be buried with you."

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