: Three hundred. Yan Wei: Lost

Xia Yu thought, Yan Baiyu and Mrs. Yan might have misunderstood that his girlfriend was Yan Wei. He said:
"It's a pity that I didn't bring her here this time."
After hearing what he said, the two old men remained indifferent, which surprised Xia Yu.
He thought, is it because I think too much? Yan Baiyu and Mrs. Yan just gave me a treat. They didn't mean anything else, so they didn't care if I had a girlfriend?
Xia Yu, who couldn't come up with an answer, gave up thinking.
After talking for another ten minutes, Xia Yu and Youxue stood up and said goodbye.
At the door, the two got into the car. Yan Wei returned home. She came to the living room. Yan Baiyu and the old lady were discussing.
Seeing Yan Wei, the old lady Yan told her her summary: "The probability is still a first-hand product."
"Can you see this too?" Yan Wei was shocked.
"Your grandma has experience." Yan Baiyu asked Yan Wei to listen, don't just question it.
"He looks ordinary and handsome, but his temperament is extraordinary. It deserves to be the birth of Huapai Guzheng." The old lady Yan's face was full of praise, "The temperament is relatively easy-going, the wit is not rigid, and there is no abnormal part in the words. Three views should be fine, but it seems that the fish is a bit salted."
Listening to her grandma's praise of Xia Yu, Yan Wei couldn't help smiling.
"It's just that there is a bigger problem." The old lady Yan's expression became serious.
"What's the problem?" Yan Wei asked nervously.
"You don't seem to be good enough." The old lady Yan recalled the scene where she had just chatted and laughed with Xia Yu. If she met Xia Yu when she was young, she would definitely fall into it.
If the opponent's waist is better, he would be a perfect boy from the comics.
Yan Wei took two steps back, and she couldn't accept what the old lady said.
Yan Baiyu also intervened: "Just to ignore his personality charm. He is now a well-known musician. He has three songs that can be passed down. He is way behind your grandfather and me, and you are just an ordinary person. That's it."
Seeing the frustration on Yan Wei’s face, Yan Baiyu nodded in satisfaction. He said what he really wanted to say: "So you have to study hard, not to say that I am like your grandfather, at least it must be world-class. Your famous chef?"
"Don't listen to him." The old lady Yan pulled Yan Wei into her arms, "You are not as good as Xia Yu, but marriage is not a matter of whether you are worthy or not. If you are not worthy, it means that you will not be tough after marrying. That's it."
Mrs. Yan analyzed a little bit: "You are not trying to compete with Xia Yu, but with other coquettish bitches. On your terms, plus your grandma, I will give you an idea. Steady!"
"Yeah." Yan Wei regained a little confidence.
"By the way, do you know what Xia Yu's girlfriend is like?" Old lady Yan has decided to help her granddaughter get Xia Yu. She now needs to know about the enemy.
"I have a picture of her." Yan Wei took out her phone and showed it to the second elder.
Yan Baiyu and Mrs. Yan stared at the photo for five seconds, and they turned their heads to look at each other suspiciously.
"Is this An Siyao?" Yan Baiyu asked.
"It seems to be." The old lady Yan looked alike.
"It's her." Yan Wei said.
"..." The two old men were silent.
Old lady Yan patted Yan Wei on the shoulder: "Give up."
"Huh?" Yan Wei was stunned. She had said that she was steady just now. Why did she suddenly give up now?
"You can't match her."
Mrs. Yan's words turned into sharp swords and pierced Yan Wei's heart.
"Why?" Yan Wei asked.
"Although you have a big killer, your figure is also very good, about the same. To put it bluntly, people wear a dress is sexy, you wear a lust, although men like in private, but always Be scrupulous about the surface." The old lady Yan said little by little.
Yan Wei didn't expect that her unique trick would restrict herself.
Old Mrs. Yan continued: "I have seen that An Siyao. That type is most popular with men. Besides, she is proficient in piano, oil painting, and ikebana, which is much more respectable than your cook. "
Yan Wei lowered her head, very depressed.
"The most important thing is," Mrs. Yan shook Yan Wei's hand. "The family is the only heir of the Yu family and one of the heirs of the An family. These two are not comparable to your grandfather's unbelievable."
"Eh, I'm not so good at this point?" Yan Baiyu interjected.
The old lady Yan ignored Yan Baiyu, she took Yan Wei's hand and comforted Yan Wei.
Yan Wei bit her lip.
Seeing her granddaughter like this, the old lady Yan couldn't bear it. She said again: "However, it is not completely without the opportunity. I have not heard about Xia Yu and An Siyao. The matter is not settled, and if the two families disagree, they will have a long life."
Yan Wei's eyes lit up.
...
On the other side, Xia Yu returned home, took a shower, and played the piano in the piano room.
He was talking about the quiet princess just made up.
When he was halfway through the bounce, Xuexue walked in again.
The girl had just finished taking a shower, she was wearing a plaid pajamas~EbookFREE.me~ lying on the sofa on one side, listening to Xia Yu's playing.
Youxue's musical literacy is relatively ordinary, but it is enough to hear the sound of the song. After Xia Yu finished playing, she asked, "Is this a new song?"
"Well, I am going to give it to Sister Yaoyao." Xia Yu replied.
"That's great." Youxue made an enviable voice, and at the same time, she hinted to Xia Yu with hopeful eyes.
Xia Yu pretended not to understand, and continued to play the tune.
Youxue sighed again, "It's great, if I had it too."
Xia Yu laughed dumbly. He stopped his fingers and said to You Xue: "I'm still going to write a tune. How about adding a sentence to my lovely sister after the title?"
"Okay, okay." Youxue agreed unceremoniously, and she asked Xia Yu happily, "What is the style of that song?"
She thought, it would be a gorgeous and lively song.
"Well--, a cheerful song, a bit retro." Xia Yu said.
Youxue automatically regarded cheerfulness as lively and retro as gorgeous.
Her smile is even brighter, and in her mind, there have been scenes that her classmates admire.
Xia Yu continued: "The name of this song is called Goblin Carnival."
Youxue's smile froze, and the envious words in her mind turned into a big laugh.
Goblin is a kind of weird, ugly, short monster that often appears in games.
"I don't want this!" Jumping on Xia Yu's back, holding Xia Yu's neck, the girl protested angrily.
After Xia Yu got enough pleasure, He Youxue promised to give her a lovely song.
Youxue, who was lying on his back and refused to get down, threw it on the bed in the girl's room, Xia Yu also returned to his room, and he logged the brown bear's body.