Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Drama Spirit Is Born?

Duan Haochen obviously felt Ye Xiaoai's discomfort, grabbed the little hand he didn't know how to place, and whispered close to Ye Xiaoai's ear:

"Don't be afraid, they just like you too much."

"But brother, I ......"

Ye Xiaoai really wants to bite herself, she is a human being in two lives, how can she still be a little unbearable!

"It's okay, I'm here."

Duan Haochen clenched the little hand in his palm a little tighter, he was really a little afraid that the girl would run away.

After a few steps in front of everyone, Duan Haochen introduced his family to Ye Xiaoai one by one.

After Duan Haochen finished introducing him, Ye Xiaoai immediately greeted them one by one.

"Come on, come on, go into the house."

Jun Xian took Ye Xiaoai directly from Duan Haochen's hands

The little hand grabbed it:

"Grandma can be regarded as seeing you, how about it, I must be tired after sitting in the car for so long."

Duan Haochen looked at his empty hand, which was quite depressed

Jun Xian was talking to Ye Xiaoai, and her eyes looked at Duan Ziqi again:

"Ziqi, you quickly ask Xiao Zhang to squeeze a glass of juice for Xiao Ai and send it over."

Duan Ziqi listened to it and left a little reluctantly.

People haven't talked to Xiao Ai yet, really.

"Grandma, don't bother, I'm actually not that tired."

Ye Xiaoai was pulled to the sofa by Junxian and sat down, feeling very at a loss.

Why is the whole family staring at her, she is just a person!

"How can you not be tired, I went out this morning, it's seven o'clock now, and it's already dark."

Mu Wanqing sat on the other side of Ye Xiaoai, and her eyes never left Ye Xiaoai from the moment she saw her.

The more she looked at this child, the more she liked it, and her eyes seemed to be able to speak.

"That's it, Xiao Ai, don't be restrained at home, just treat it as your own home."

Duan Yitang, who was sitting opposite, finally interjected.

Ye Xiaoai really didn't know how to reply properly, so she could only nod and smile and say yes.

"Here, the orange juice is ready, Xiao Ai will give it to you, the ice can relieve the heat."

Duan Ziqi came over with a large glass of chilled orange juice and handed it to Ye Xiaoai, and then stood on the side, without any intention of leaving.

"Thank you, sister."

"You're welcome to my sister."

Duan Ziqi looked at Ye Xiaoai's tender face, and finally couldn't help but stretch out his hand, almost touching it, the excitement in his heart...

As a result, someone photographed it off, and when I looked up, it was her dear brother, and the depression was self-evident:

"Duan Haochen, what are you doing?"

It's almost coming.

"What do you want to do? Paw a little farther away. ”

Duan Haochen stood unceremoniously in front of Duan Ziqi, blocking her pair of claws that were about to move.

Before Duan Ziqi could complain, she saw her father slap him and slap it straight on her hand that she hadn't completely withdrawn.

"Dad, why are you beating me too? I'm your little padded jacket! ”

People wanted to cry so much, and they bullied her one by one.

"It's light to beat you, Haochen is right, you quickly put away your claws, don't take my daughter-in-law...... Xiao Ai's face was broken. ”

Duan Feng reached out and secretly touched his chest, almost saying the wrong thing, but he couldn't scare his daughter-in-law away.

"Xiao Ai, look, they all bullied me, you have to help my sister."

Duan Ziqi looked directly at Ye Xiaoai with an aggrieved face, looking like he was begging for protection.

Ye Xiaoai: "......"

God, that's the right thing for her to say

His eyes secretly swept over the faces of everyone in the Duan family, whether this family was born as a drama spirit!

Ye Xiaoai finally set his sights on Duan Haochen:

Brother, can you save me, it's really a little unbearable!