"Hmph!"
Seeing Daohua walking towards him, Xiao Yeyang let out a cold snort.
This guy, greeted everyone else first and only thought of him last.
Daohua saw Xiao Yeyang's awkward demeanor, smiled and said nothing, walked straight to his side, and grabbed the railing with both hands, looking down at the street lights below with an excited face as if she couldn't wait to let out a shout or two.
Xiao Yeyang saw Daohua's bright, sparkling eyes, so absorbed in the scenery below, not even speaking to him, and he let out another snort.
Only then did Daohua tilt her head to look over, smilingly asked, "What's wrong, your sickness hasn't healed, and your throat feels uncomfortable?"
Hearing this, Xiao Yeyang was so frustrated that he huffily turned his head away, too lazy to look at the detestable person before him.