Nangong Xuan's brows were so furrowed that they could be twisted into the Chinese character "Sichuan". Why did Yaoyao's outfit look so familiar? The mysterious oiran of Piaoxiang Pavilion seemed to be wearing the same outfit?
Yaoyao turned around, twitched the corner of her mouth, gritted her teeth, grinned an extremely hypocritical smile and said: "Everyone, good evening!"
The three people still had dark faces and no one answered.
Yaoyao laughed dryly, pointed at the moonless sky, and said coldly: "Tonight, the moonlight is beautiful, everyone is so happy, let's enjoy the moon together!"
"Nangong Yaoyao, come in!" Nangong Lou roared at Yaoyao Lion, casually picked up Yaoyao's ears and carried her through the door... Don't let the scandal of your family be publicized!
"Yaoyao, you...went out again?" Mrs. Qiuyue looked at Yaoyao with a sad face, and sighed with a hint of distress and annoyance...
"Dad, it hurts! It hurts!" Yaoyao very carefully rescued the twisted ears from Nangonglou's hands, and quickly hid behind her mother.
"What's going on? Tell me!" Apparently Nangong's father was angry. He slapped the table vigorously and asked Yaoyao majestically. Then he immediately hid his hands behind his back and kept shaking them.
It hurts so much!
Yaoyao shook her body in fear, hugged Qiuyue and squeezed out two tears in frustration: "Mom, daddy is so cruel, Yaoyao was so scared!"
Nangong Lou once again angrily tried to slap it down on the table. Thinking that it would hurt, he stopped his hand and threw the cup on the ground. He said angrily: "Nangong Yaoyao, please explain to me, in the middle of the night
, you no longer sleep in the boudoir, what are you doing?"
Yaoyao glanced at Nangong's father, cleared her throat, and replied unwillingly: "I'm not the only one not sleeping in the room at midnight! Why are you so mean to me?"
"Who else?" Father Nangong raised his eyebrows, widened his eyes, and was filled with anger...
"Father, mother, master, brother, Jiji, you haven't slept yet, what are you doing in the middle of the night?" Yaoyao pointed at each one, not forgetting to raise her fingers.
Jiji weakly gave a thumbs up gesture to Yaoyao, of course there was more sympathy in her eyes, Yaoyao, my condolences!