Chapter 341: Chapter 319, Meeting_1
“Having a spat with Xiao again?”
In the cabin, Old Madam Yan glanced at her granddaughter who had just walked in and then at Xiao Yeyang, who was still standing by the window, vigorously fanning himself.
Daohua sat down at the round table and poured herself a cup of tea, “Grandmother is joking. How could I possibly have a spat with him?” She said, glancing at Xiao Yeyang and raising her voice a bit, “We’re getting along just fine!”
Old Madam Yan was somewhat speechless and shot her granddaughter a glare before picking up a comic book to read.
After taking a sip of hot tea and seeing Xiao Yeyang still standing by the window, Daohua thought for a moment and then, holding her teacup, asked, “Xiao Yeyang, do you want to come over and have some tea?”
Xiao Yeyang, who had been free of trouble for a while, heard Daohua’s voice, timely put away his folding fan, and sauntered over, settling into the seat closest to Daohua.
When Daohua saw him come over, she put down her teacup, about to pour him some tea, but then she saw Xiao Yeyang reach out and take her teacup away, tilting his head back and downing it in one gulp.
“Pour me some more; I’m actually quite thirsty!”
Xiao Yeyang set down the empty teacup on the table, signaling Daohua to fill it up.
Daohua stared at him with wide eyes and didn’t move.
Xiao Yeyang: “…What are you doing? Didn’t you invite me over to have tea?”
Daohua rolled her eyes and placed the empty teacup in front of herself, “This tea was mine; you drank mine.”
Xiao Yeyang was stunned for a moment, quickly glanced at Old Madam Yan to see if she was paying attention to them, and then said in a low voice, “Come on, it’s just a cup of tea that I drank. Just pour another.”
Daohua, clutching the teapot, didn’t move and frowned at Xiao Yeyang.
At this moment, she felt a bit troubled inside. Last time, it was the custard soup; this time, it’s tea. Xiao Yeyang’s actions were a bit too intimate.
Could this guy be interested in her?
Thinking of this, Daohua was taken aback. The youth of ancient times matured early; could it be that this guy was actually harboring a secret crush on her?
“Do you like me or what?”
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yeyang, who was in the midst of figuring out how to bluff his way through, was stunned.
“Hey!”
Seeing Xiao Yeyang as if shocked by her question, Daohua hurriedly waved her hand in front of her eyes.
Xiao Yeyang snapped back to reality, noticed Daohua staring straight at him, and blurted out without thinking, “What nonsense are you spouting? Yan Yiyi, I find you to be very self-absorbed.”
Seeing Xiao Yeyang’s emotional and avid denial, Daohua felt awkward: “If it’s not the case, then fine, why react like that?”
Xiao Yeyang also felt he had overreacted somewhat. Seeing Old Madam Yan looking over, he quickly controlled his emotions, lowered his voice, and muttered grumpily, “Don’t flatter yourself.”
Daohua pouted, “Am I that bad? Your reaction is quite embarrassing for me.”
Xiao Yeyang paused, just about to say something when he heard Daohua mutter, “Forget it, I must have misunderstood. I probably scared you, right?”
“But you can’t blame me. It’s because of your reckless behavior that I got the wrong idea.”
“We’re close, so I just asked you directly. If you were like this with other girls, they’d definitely think you were interested in them, and they wouldn’t ask you openly like I did. Thus, a misunderstanding is born.”
“So, you see, you need to be careful about your behavior in the future to avoid misunderstandings.”
Xiao Yeyang glanced at Daohua and muttered, “I wouldn’t act like this with other girls.” Then, raising his voice, he added, “I thought, given our relationship, having a cup of tea from you wouldn’t be a big deal.”
“Who knew you’d make such a big fuss about it. Could it be that when you said you and I are friends, it was just a pretext to set me up? Aren’t friends supposed to be close and intimate?”
Daohua was taken aback. “…Friends should be close, but after all, men and women are different. There are things we still need to be mindful of. So, you can’t drink my tea again in the future; if you do, I’ll have none left.”
Listening to her, Xiao Yeyang, who thought his affections had been discovered, was momentarily speechless. He looked at Daohua, huffed heavily, took the teapot, filled up the empty cup, and then placed it in front of Daohua: “There, I’ve refilled it for you.”
After saying that, he took a new cup from the tea tray for himself, drank it all down in one gulp, and feeling it was not enough, poured himself another.
Watching him drink three cups before stopping, Daohua pursed her lips in embarrassment. She must have really misunderstood; the guy probably was just thirsty, which was why he hastily drank her cup of tea.
Ah, how embarrassing.
She would have to be more mindful of what she said in the future. Ancient people were subtle and modest. Luckily, it was Xiao Yeyang this time; if it had been someone else, they might think she was an unruly and ill-bred tomboy.
Seeing Daohua still focusing on him, Xiao Yeyang quickly changed the subject, asking, “The Dragon Boat Festival is coming up soon. What are your plans?”
Hearing this, Daohua was startled at first, but then cast aside the previous topic and started pondering, “It should be the same as previous years, I guess. Everyone will get together for a meal. Nothing special.”
Xiao Yeyang pondered for a moment, then asked, “During the Dragon Boat Festival, there’s going to be a dragon boat race at Wangyangkou in the provincial capital. Do you want to go watch?”
Daohua’s eyes lit up, and she nodded eagerly, “I’ve never seen a dragon boat race before.”
Xiao Yeyang smiled, “In that case, I’ll have Defu book a spot. When the time comes, I and a few of your brothers will come to pick you up.”
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