Super cute baby: president daddy dragged to the sky

Mo Xuan couldn't keep up with ye Xiaohuan's brain circuit at all. The gift money delivery method can be said to be very high-end.

After school, fleck took Yun Xiaoyuan to his apartment to find Yun Ruoxi.

They were standing in the elevator. Fleck kept holding his little hand for fear of anything happening. He was more at ease.

"Fleck, we'll go to the wedding later. Can we change a car?"

Fleck thought about it. The Rolls Royce outside is really not fashionable enough. I didn't expect that the young master has so much research on cars at a young age.

"What car do you want to change? There are many world-class luxury cars in your garage."

Yun Xiaoyuan held his forehead with one hand. When he finished, there was only lovely left, "no! I mean, let's keep a low profile first. If it's too ostentatious, what if someone takes me away?"

In fact, he is not afraid of being carried away. He mainly wants to keep a low profile and not show off in front of the cloud family.

Fleck looked down at Yun Xiaoyuan and comforted him. "Don't worry, young master. We'll take our bodyguards to the wedding."

It's said to keep a low profile. Is this man deliberately against him?

"Fleck, I'm going to take a taxi to the wedding. You and the bodyguard will do it by themselves. Even if you arrive at the wedding scene, you can't call me young master. Of course, I'll leave a surprise for them when I go back to Yun's house on the first day today!" he stretched out a fat white little finger and shook it at fleck.

Only then did he understand what Yun Xiaoyuan meant.

They went out of the elevator and walked into the apartment. Yun Ruoxi had been dressed up properly, with elegant makeup, plain white one-piece chiffon skirt, a pair of black thin heel leather shoes on her feet, her hair curled up randomly, revealing a beautiful neck curve, and there was no jewelry on her whole body, but she was elegant and quiet, elegant, bright and moving.

"Wow! Beautiful little sister, do you have a men's ticket? If not, shall I make your men's ticket?"

Yun Xiaoyuan turns around the dressed Yun Ruoxi.

She was elated by her son's coax, and the soft palm pressed his small head, "don't turn, be careful of dizziness."

"Oh, oh, I'm dizzy. I'm dizzy by my beautiful mother."

He leaned mischievously against her legs.

Yun Ruoxi bent down to hold Yun Xiaoyuan. He stretched out his fat hand and quickly refused, "no, no, my little suit will wrinkle."

Fleck stood aside and urged the mother and son.

"Miss Yun, we should go."

His timely reminder interrupted the happy chat between mother and son.

They set out first. Fleck and his bodyguard followed the taxi. Along the way, Yun Ruoxi felt nervous. When she met Jing Muqian later, she didn't know what to say.

After six years, has he packed up all his memories and started a new life like her?

When the car arrived outside the five-star hotel, she led Yun Xiaoyuan out of the auditorium. When Jing's parents and Yun's parents saw her appear, their faces changed one after another.

"Dad, mom." Yun Ruoxi walked up to Yun Jianguo and Feng Liyin and said hello to them.

Yun Xiaoyuan shouted politely to them, "Hello Grandpa, hello grandma."

"I really don't know what ripple thinks. It's generous to let this woman bring her son to her wedding with Muqian. At least it's a happy event. Don't bring bad luck."

Yun Ruoxi and Yun Xiaoyuan were ridiculed by Fang Kexin. Yun Jianguo and Feng Liyin didn't mean to help her out at all.

"Mom, what is bad luck." Yun Xiaoyuan's childish milk voice broke the embarrassing atmosphere at the scene.

Yun Ruoxi squatted down and explained to him seriously, "bad luck means bad luck and bad luck."

"Oh, that's right." he nodded clearly, then raised his head and looked at Fang Kexin.

"Does grandma know what a snake's heart is?"

His smiling question stopped the guests around him.

Yun Xiaoyuan's dark eyes stared at his face and talked about Kexin.

I wrote down this revenge by Yun Xiaoyuan.