The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket! novel Chapter 698

Chapter 698: Chapter 626, Third Maternal Uncle_1

"Why did it take you so long?"

Looking at Daohua and Xiao Yeyang coming back, Yan Wentao’s face bore a trace of reproach.

Daohua smiled sheepishly, "Sorry, Third Brother, I made you wait."

Yan Wentao glanced subtly at Xiao Yeyang before turning to Daohua, "I don’t mind waiting, but it’s not good to make the family elders wait for you to come back for lunch."

Daohua quickly admitted her fault, "It’s my fault for not watching the time. Let’s hurry then." After speaking, she took the lead to walk down the mountain.

After walking a distance, Xiao Yeyang looked toward Yan Wentao and shrugged, "It really wasn’t me purposely delaying things, it’s just that Yixiantian is too difficult to walk."

Yan Wentao grunted, "You need to remember to watch your limits."

Xiao Yeyang was in a good mood today and nodded graciously, "Got it, my Third Uncle."

Yan Wentao was startled by this address of ’Third Uncle,’ his eyes wide as he stared at Xiao Yeyang.

Xiao Yeyang smiled, said nothing more, and hurried after Daohua.

A while later, Yan Wentao snapped out of it, by which time, Daohua and Xiao Yeyang had already gone far.

As they started descending the stairs, Xiao Yeyang said to Daohua, "Aren’t your feet hurting? Come on, I’ll carry you down." Saying this, he squatted down in front of Daohua.

Seeing Yan Wentao approaching, Daohua was embarrassed to let Xiao Yeyang carry her at this moment. She quickly sidestepped him and walked straight down.

Seeing this, Xiao Yeyang quickly pulled her back, "Do you want to end up with blisters on your feet or what?"

Daohua moved her stinging feet, "... I shouldn’t, right?"

Xiao Yeyang squatted down in front of Daohua again, "There are no outsiders around, what do you have to worry about?" he said, then turned his head toward Yan Wentao, "Wentao, right?"

Yan Wentao glanced at Xiao Yeyang then looked to Daohua, "Your feet hurt?"

Daohua quickly shook her head, "It’s not that bad."

Yan Wentao was silent for a moment, "Let Yeyang carry you. The weather is still very hot and you have been climbing up and down all morning. You must be worn out. Don’t get heatstroke like your Third Sister."

Seeing Yan Wentao’s agreement, Xiao Yeyang grabbed Daohua’s hand and hoisted her onto his back straight away. "Alright, down the mountain we go."

Looking at the sprightly, smiling Xiao Yeyang, Yan Wentao’s expression became somewhat distant.

In front of others, Yeyang always held an imposing presence and kept a serious countenance, but it seemed that only in front of Daohua would he reveal a young man’s bright and hearty smile.

"Third Master Yan, let’s go."

Seeing Yan Wentao standing still, De Fu reminded him with a smile.

Yan Wentao came to his senses and began walking down.

Up ahead, Daohua kept turning her head to look back at Yan Wentao from atop Xiao Yeyang’s back. Being watched by her own Third Brother, she couldn’t shake off an awkward feeling, as if she’d been caught puppy-loving.

"Xiao Yeyang, you should put me down later."

Xiao Yeyang asked with a smile, "Are you afraid Wentao will tattle when we get back?"

Daohua, "Third Brother isn’t like that."

Xiao Yeyang, "Then what else are you worried about?"

Daohua, "..."

Xiao Yeyang, "Come on, I know about us, and so does your Third Brother. There’s nothing to hide."

Daohua glared, "What’s there between you and me, anyhow?"

Xiao Yeyang, "You tell me."

Daohua sighed inwardly, annoyed, closed her eyes, and then bumped her head lightly against Xiao Yeyang’s back.

Xiao Yeyang felt it and couldn’t help but chuckle softly.

Hearing this, Daohua patted Xiao Yeyang on the shoulder, then once more sneakily looked back at her Third Brother walking behind. Seeing him glance her way with his hands crossed behind his back and an expressionless face, Daohua quickly turned her gaze away.

After that, Daohua gave up struggling about whether to walk by herself.

On the descent, a section of the staircase was completely exposed to the sun, and it being close to noon, the sun was at its fiercest. Seeing the sweat falling down Xiao Yeyang’s forehead and cheeks, Daohua occasionally dabbed at his face with a handkerchief.

"Tired? You should put me down and I’ll walk by myself."

"How much do you even weigh? Don’t worry, I’m not tired, it’s just the sweat dripping into my eyes, they sting a bit."

"Then let me wipe it for you."