Chapter 58 The Little Yaoyao Depends On Him
The butler almost laughed, so it was another day of abandonment for the poor old father.

upstairs.

A certain puppy came down.

"Uncle."

Hu Xiaoyao's milk voice is cute and crisp, and she immediately waved and waved her fleshy little hands, very enthusiastic.

Jun Shaoqing looked at Jun Sisheng with resentment in his eyes, little uncle, little uncle, is little uncle just this good?
"Daddy, I'll go to class with my little uncle soon."

Hu Xiaoyao pulled Jun Shaoqing's clothes and acted coquettishly, her big eyes full of anticipation.

Ok……

He gave up struggling: "Well, but even if you go to school, you are not in the same class as Si Sheng, you should be placed in a small class with children of the same age as you."

"Is that so?"

Hu Xiaoyao doesn't understand, human beings are so troublesome anyway, there are too many rules, and they are too unfriendly to children.

In short, you still have to study.

Had breakfast.

Hu Xiaoyao put on the small schoolbag prepared by the butler on her back, and climbed into the car with an excited face.

"Little uncle, what do you study in school?"

Sit in a baby chair.

Fox Xiaoyao babbled, and ignored Jun Shaoqing completely.

"If you are a small class, you should just play and sing."

Jun Sisheng couldn't remember clearly, after all, it was many years ago.

"I like to play, it must be fun."

Hu Xiaoyao's big doll-like eyes are full of anticipation for going to school.

School is here.

This is the largest kindergarten in Haicheng, and it integrates the primary school, which is a key school.

Jun Sisheng went to class.

Jun Shaoqing led Hu Xiaoyao to the Academic Affairs Office to register, and asked her to be a small transfer student.

"Wow!"

"Daddy, look at that slide, it must be very fun."

As soon as I walked into the playground.

Hu Xiaoyao was attracted by the large castle in the sand, and there were children playing there.

Slip down from above.

This is her favorite feeling, as if flying, very happy.

"Let's do a registration first, and Daddy will bring you to play later."

"it is good."

Hu Xiaoyao smiled sweetly at Jun Shaoqing.

Ouch hello.

Jun Shaoqing's desolate feeling of being abandoned all morning disappeared in an instant, and the corners of his lips turned up uncontrollably. Seeing Jun Sisheng leave, their little Yaoyao relied on him more.

No...

It's better to send Jun Sisheng away according to the old lady's arrangement.

"Look, Daddy."

Unaware that Jun Shaoqing was secretly making small plans, the fox little demon pointed his fleshy finger.

Jun Shaoqing looked over.

"It turns out that little uncle is in that classroom. I'll go and say hello to him in a while."

The little fox smiled brightly.

We just separated, how do you say hello?

Jun Shaoqing: "..."

It's decided to send Jun Sisheng away immediately, not to stay for a day.

Academic Affairs Office.

"My lord."

The Dean of Academic Affairs was all smiles, his waist was not straight, and he had special dog legs.

"This is my daughter."

"Look at which class you are in. There are no requirements. The most important thing is that she is happy."

As soon as Jun Shaoqing said this.

The director of academic affairs nodded immediately: "Of course, of course, Miss Jun's happiness is the most important thing."

No.

This is Lord Jun's daughter, my dear, how dare you make her unhappy, do you want to die.

"Miss Jun, do you have a class you want to go to?"

The Dean of Academic Affairs asked Fox Xiaoyao with a doggy smile, but if it was someone else, he wouldn't ask.

Anyway, you have to go to whichever class is arranged.

"Um……"

"I want to be in the same class as my little uncle."

Fox Xiaoyao is a super god, and the director of academic affairs was taken aback: "Little uncle? Which little uncle?"

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(End of this chapter)

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