Chapter 253: , Sparring

  Chapter 253, Sparring

  Under Xiao Yeyang's gaze, Daohua ate the lump soup cleanly, and belched a full after eating.

   "Are you full?"

   Dao Peanut was afraid that Xiao Yeyang would say something to make for her, and said quickly: "I'm full and I'm full, not only full but also full!" After speaking, he paused, "Thank you!"

  She was so busy herself that she had forgotten her birthday, the eldest brother, third brother, and fourth brother were also by her side, but she did not expect that it would be Xiao Yeyang who remembered her birthday.

  Xiao Yeyang smiled, but did not speak.

Daohua glanced at the sky, it was already dark at the moment, she covered her mouth and yawned, and said to Xiao Yeyang: "I'm going back to bed, and you should rest early. Although the illness is cured, you still have to recuperate for a while. time."

  Xiao Yeyang nodded: "Okay."

  When Daohua left, Xiao Yeyang glanced at the empty bowl with no trace of soup, and smiled at Defu: "I have finished eating the rice flower. I want to come. The taste of the longevity noodles I made should be pretty good."

  Get blessed: "."

  How does this make him answer?

  Yan girl obviously couldn't bear to brush the master's mind, and then she ate all the pimple soup.

  Looking at the happy master, blessed and wisely shut up.

  Yes, whether the master’s craftsmanship is good or not has nothing to do with him. Anyway, he can’t enjoy it, so let Miss Yan have a headache on her own!

   "Where did the little prince go? Why hasn't he returned?"

  Yan Wenkai looked at the room where Xiao Yeyang lived, and saw that the door was closed and the lights were not lit, and he was immediately puzzled.

  Dong Yuanxuan pondered for a while, and said, “I won’t see the figure of the little prince this afternoon.”

  Yan Wenkai: "The plague in the city has been brought under control. There is nothing to be busy now, right?"

  Yan Wenxiu thought for a while and said, "The little prince may have other things."

  Yan Wenkai nodded, not saying anything.

  After a while, seeing Yan Wenxiu, Yan Wentao, and Zhou Chengye still not leaving, they said, "Aren't you going back to sleep? I'm all sleepy!"

  Yan Wentao, who has never been talkative, spoke at this time, condensed his eyebrows and said, “I always feel like I have something to do, but I just can’t remember it.”

   Yan Wenkai looked over immediately: "What's the matter?"

  Yan Wentao scratched his head: "I just can't remember it!"

   Seeing him like this, Yan Wenkai waved his hand: "Then don't think about it, it's definitely not an important thing. We should think about it now, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, can we go out of town?"

   His words reminded Yan Wentao that even when Yan Wenxiu heard about the Mid-Autumn Festival, he also remembered what day it is today.

   "Today is the birthday of the elder sister!"

  As soon as these words came out, Yan Wenkai was stunned. Dong Yuanxuan, who was wiping the chessboard, paused with his hands, and quickly looked at the room where Xiao Yeyang lived.

   "Oh, why did I forget about this?" Yan Wenkai hammered the hammer hand in annoyance, "It's already the night, and it's too late to give the elder sister her birthday!"

   "What's too late?"

  At this time, Xiao Yeyang returned with a blessing.

  Yan Wenkai glanced at him and said, “Today is my elder sister’s birthday, but we all forgot.”

  Xiao Yeyang smiled and said, "Why do I still think about it? Okay, it's getting late, everyone quickly go back to rest!" He said, he returned to the house with Defu.

   Seeing this, Yan Wenkai was stunned, and then muttered dissatisfied: "Birthday of the big sister, the attitude of the little prince is too perfunctory."

  Dong Yuanxuan's eyes flickered, and he smiled: "You have to be careful, and you can make up for sister Yan's birthday gift when you turn around."

  Yan Wenkai shook his head: "It's different, no matter how good the gift is, it can't be better than company!"

  As soon as this word came out, other people looked at Yan Wenkai one after another.

   Yan Wenkai was uncomfortable, and couldn't help but step back: "Why, I said something wrong?"

  Su Hongxin exclaimed: "Wen Kai, I didn’t expect you to have such a delicate side!"

  Seeing that everyone was surprised at himself, Yan Wenkai suddenly became proud, straightened his chest, and raised his chin: "Heh, there are so many things you don't know about me."

After Daohua returned to her yard, she spoke with Dong Yuanyao for a while, and then washed and went to bed.

  It may be because the plague has been brought under control, and the people in the mansion are almost healed, with no burden on his shoulders. In this sleep, Daohua slept deeply, and slept till dawn.

  Early the next morning, looking at the bright sky, Daohua moved her body and said to Wang Man'er: "Man, bring my whip. I haven't practiced the whip during this time. I have to go out and move."

   "Slap, slap, slap!"

  Dong Yuanyao woke up in a whipping sound: "What sound?"

  The maid immediately replied: "Girl, it was Miss Yan who practiced whip play in the yard. That whip was really slippery."

  At first, Dong Yuanyao, who was still drowsy, immediately became energetic when he heard this, and immediately sat up: "Really? Hurry up, clean up for me, I'll go out and have a look."

  After a while, Dong Yuanyao walked out of the room.

  Looking at the courtyard, Daohua danced the whip vigorously, her eyes suddenly brightened.

  When she saw it, she knew that Daohua was not playing for fun, but was really practicing her skills.

   Daohua saw Dong Yuanyao, she quickly put away her whip, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I forgot you, did it bother you?"

  Dong Yuanyao smiled and walked over: "It's okay, I should get up too." Then, she looked at the whip in Daohua's hand and said, "You have been practicing for some time now. I think I've danced quite well."

  A surprise flashed across the rice flower surface: "You know whips too?"

  Dong Yuanyao shook her head: "I don't know whips, but I know strength." As he said, his figure stood up, and his hands quickly compared with a sword swing.

  Judging from its tight body shape, one can see a sense of strength at a glance.

   Daohua was surprised: "Are you also practicing martial arts?" Even the ladies she knows, even if they are favored like Zhou Jingwan, the family teaches them to be gentle and demure. It is strictly forbidden to dance with knives and guns.

  The rules are not so strict in their family. She is backed by her grandmother and mother, and happened to run into Uncle Qin, so she has the opportunity to learn to whip.

Dong Yuanyao put away her posture and smiled: "I have been active since I was a child. When my brother started practicing martial arts, I followed him to learn. Later, when my father saw that I really liked him, he specially invited a martial arts master for me. , Specially teach me to practice sword, I have been learning for several years."

  Ina Flower: "Really, I haven't practiced whiplash for less than two years."

  Dong Yuanyao's eyes flashed, she looked up and down at the neatly dressed rice flower, and raised her eyebrows: "Would you like to compare?"

   Daohua came with interest: "How to compare?"

  Dong Yuanyao pondered for a moment: "Whip and sword are easy to hurt people, let's fight empty-handed!"

"OK!"

  Inahua immediately agreed, and then rolled up his sleeves, as if he was about to fight.

  Seeing Dong Yuanyao, not only was she not afraid, but she was eager to try.

  Two people, one wanted to try his skills, and the other finally found someone who could accompany him to the competition. It was a hit, and without a word, they came together.

  Wang Man'er and Gu Yu stood by and watched, cheering on them from time to time.

   Xiao Yeyang in the yard next door heard the movement and hurriedly walked over. As soon as they reached the entrance of the yard, they saw Daohua and Dong Yuanyao fighting fiercely in the yard.

  The two of you came and went, it was fistful, and it didn't look like a fight or a fake.

  Looking for a while, Yan Wenkai sighed: “I always thought that my eldest sister was playing with whip, but I didn’t expect it. This skill is pretty good.”

   "Look at the sweeping legs and the backhand punches. That's okay. The punches generate wind, I'm afraid it will still hurt a bit when hitting the body."

Dong Yuanxuan smiled and said: "My sister and sister Yan practice martial arts. Strength is the second priority. They mainly practice the flexibility of their skills. They practice swords and whip at the same time. The speed really needs to be practiced. If we are right, we have to be careful. "

  Xiao Yeyang nodded: "Yuan Xuan is right. The girls don’t need to pay too much attention to strength in martial arts training like ours. If they are trained in top five and three rough, how can they be done like this! It’s just right like Daohua and the others."

  (End of this chapter)