Super cute baby: president daddy dragged to the sky

Ye Xiaohuan took the elevator upstairs, crossed the long corridor, pushed the door into the study, opened his chair and sat down. The man he once liked was dead.

Yun Ruoxi just feels like that person, but it's not her.

"Young master, otherwise, I'll let Miss Yun rest first?" fleck asked tentatively.

He waved his hand and said nothing.

Fleck quickly withdrew from his study.

In the living room, Yun Ruoxi and Yun Xiaoyuan sat together. When fleck came down, he took them upstairs to have a rest.

"Xiaoyuan, I'll take a bath for you first." she led Yun Xiaoyuan into his bedroom.

The son's bedroom is three times larger than their apartment, and the bathroom space alone is as large as their bedroom and secondary bedroom combined.

"Mom, don't you really regret marrying your father?"

Yun Xiaoyuan asked again.

Yun Ruoxi stopped to help her son take off his clothes. She squatted in front of him and said with a smile, "little naughty, are you worried about me?"

"People are not naughty, they are mother's little warm man and little Yuanbao." he coyly hugged Yun Ruoxi and put his small head on her shoulder. "In fact, you don't have to do things you don't like for me, because I like your happy appearance."

Her nose was sour, and her son's words moved her deeply.

Yun Ruoxi hugged Yun Xiaoyuan. She smiled and said, "I'm not unhappy, and I think it's a good thing for you to have your father with you now. Xiao Yuan, you've suffered a lot with me in the past six years. Your mother is sorry for you."

"No pain, no man and I rob you. It's too late for me to be happy!"

Yun Xiaoyuan said wisely and considerately. He didn't want Yun Ruoxi to worry.

He doesn't like to see Yun Ruoxi sad. Although there are more ye Xiaohuan in his life now, this is also the will reached when both their mother and son accept it. Otherwise, as long as one party doesn't agree, it doesn't count.

When yunruoxi helped yunxiaoyuan take a bath, he found a red mark on his arm. The color was very obvious.

"Yun Xiaoyuan, why don't you tell me you're hurt?" she nervously grabbed her son's fleshy little lotus root arm. "Does it hurt? Shall I rub some medicine for you later?"

"Little man, don't shed blood and tears, the little wound is all right!" his little head poked forward to see if ye Xiaohuan came in. "Mom, I secretly told you that dad was angry when he saw the maid hurt me. They seemed to be fired."

She was a little surprised when Yun Xiaoyuan mentioned that ye Xiaohuan dismissed the maid in order to protect him. She was worried about whether the decision to marry the man was correct until her son told her about the bath during the day. Her inner uneasiness and uneasiness were put down for a moment.

It doesn't matter whether ye Xiaohuan loves her or not, as long as she loves her son, which is the same as her idea.

Their original intention of marriage is for their baby son.

Yun Ruoxi stared at the obvious red mark on his son's tender white arm, "I'll wipe some ointment for you after taking a bath later."

She didn't dote on him, but she was very protective, even though he was born with twists and turns.

After sleeping with Yun Xiaoyuan, Yun Ruoxi entered ye Xiaohuan's bedroom under the leadership of the maid. The decoration style is cold and full of modernity. The style of this bedroom is as stiff, cold and difficult to approach as its owner.

"Miss Yun, the clothes are in the bathroom. If you need anything, please tell me." the maid said respectfully.

"OK."

Yun Ruoxi closes the bathroom door and starts to take off her clothes.

After taking a bath, she looked for a long time and couldn't find where the clothes were. She grabbed the bath towel and opened the door to call the maid. When she looked up, a pair of gloomy cold eyes stared at her after taking a bath.

Yun Ruoxi didn't expect him to come in when she had just taken a bath.

"Are you going to seduce me so that you can have a wedding night in advance?"

Ye Xiaohuan said coldly.

She hung her head slightly, and the bath towel was a little short. She was afraid that straightening her back would release the barely covered spring light. She looked very embarrassed when she pulled up and down the bath towel.