Super cute baby: president daddy dragged to the sky

At this time, he was also lying on the ground, and the cloud ripples, who were embarrassed, dared to be angry, beat the ground with one hand and cursed, "damn."

She was put on by the smelly kid.

Yun Xiaoyuan refused to accept it when he saw it. He went to Yun Ruoxi and spread his hands, "Mom, lend me your mobile phone!"

Without hesitation, she took out her cell phone from her bag and handed it to her son.

After he got the mobile phone, he went to yunlianyi and stood still. He squatted down and turned on the recording function in the mobile phone.

"Well, do you have a red envelope?"

"Of course, how much do you want?"

"It doesn't need much. Just give me the money to install my clothes."

"No problem."

Yun Xiaoyuan turned off the recording function and said proudly, "aunt, you can't even play tricks now. The teacher said that you should keep your word. Oh, I'll teach you one more thing. Don't look down on others."

Cloud ripples choked by cloud Xiaoyuan and couldn't say a word.

His little hand pointed to Fang Kexin and said with a smile, "aunt, the grandmother over there said I didn't have a tutor. Since your tutor is so good, why are you really well-educated today, not me?"

Hum! Even if you bully him, you dare to bully him. See how his father and husband teach them.

Ye Xiaohuan heard his son's soft waxy voice. He still hugged Yun Ruoxi. She was a little ashamed. The son really took the opportunity to take revenge.

Fang Kexin's body shook into a sieve. Although she pretended to be calm on her face, she clearly knew ye Xiaohuan's fierce means and ye's wealth.

They can't afford to offend the Jing family.

"Jing Muqian, since your mother has nothing to hide, ye Xiaohuan will follow your JK group's business to the end this year. You can't expect to get money this year." ye Xiaohuan gave the battle post in a domineering manner in order to get a sigh of relief for Yun Ruoxi and his son.

Jing Muqian looks at ye Xiaohuan, but he doesn't fight back. He feels guilty about Yun Ruoxi.

Yun Ruoxi became more and more nervous. The contradiction of "Tutoring problem" turned into a malicious competition between the two families. She secretly pulled ye Xiaohuan's sleeve.

"You spoil him too much. Be careful," she whispered.

In Jing Muqian's opinion, there is a sweet illusion in the soft voice communication between Yun Ruoxi and ye Xiaohuan.

This once belonged to his lover, but now he was held in his arms by other men. He suddenly regretted. Why did he give up her easily at the beginning?

Do they have no fate after all? It's like he grabbed her when he was young

Ye Xiaohuan lowered his eyes and stared at Yun Ruoxi in his arms. He had a feeling that although she was talking about her son, she always felt vaguely to help her predecessor get rid of it. Just thinking of this, he felt uncomfortable, super uncomfortable.

"Fleck, clear the scene, check everyone's mobile phones to prevent them from secretly shooting, and all media cameras are empty. Who dares to publish information about our family and tell them that they have lost their money."

Ye Xiaohuan hugged Yun Ruoxi, went to Yun Xiaoyuan, bent down and held him in his arms.

"Yes, young master, I'll check it carefully," said fleck, watching them go away.

Yun Ruoxi took a look. There was a lot of cake cream on the edge of Yun Xiaoyuan's small leather shoes, but almost all of the cream rubbed on ye Xiaohuan's suit pants.

"Xiaoyuan, mom, will you hold it?" she looked at the white on ye Xiaohuan's suit pants and wanted to hold Yun Xiaoyuan away.

Ye Xiaohuan is already unhappy about her indirect intercession for Jing Muqian. Now she even wants to hold her son with him. Does she hate him so much?

"Can't I hold my son?"

He stared at her angrily.

Yun Ruoxi doesn't know what's wrong with ye Xiaohuan. He feels something wrong from the beginning.

"No, your suit pants rubbed the cream on his small leather shoes." she wanted to hold her son for his good, but she didn't expect his reaction to be so fierce.

Ye Xiaohuan looked down and found a lot of cream cakes on his suit pants. He regretted his tough attitude towards Yun Ruoxi just now because his son was present.

His black eyes glanced at her, and his voice opened magnetically, "isn't it more tired for you to bring him up alone in the past six years?"

Yun Ruoxi's calm heart rippled in circles. Was he distressing her for being an unmarried mother for six years?

However, heartache does not mean love.