Super cute baby: president daddy dragged to the sky

Ye Xiaohuan thought for a moment. Yun Xiaoyuan is not an ordinary child. He is more reliable than Yun Ruoxi in observing personnel.

"Fleck, by the way, help Xiao Yuan prepare a suit of clothes."

He then ordered it again.

As soon as Yun Xiaoyuan heard that he could talk business with ye Xiaohuan and Yun Ruoxi, he ran forward happily, "Yeah! Long live, dad is the best."

Yun Ruoxi is a little jealous. The little traitor has defected. Recently, she has always praised ye Xiaohuan in front of her. If this goes on, her position in her son's mind may be in jeopardy.

"Come on, you're the one who gives you meat. You'll go with him." ye Xiaohuan squatted down and picked up Yun Xiaoyuan with one arm.

Yun Xiaoyuan looked at him proudly and said with a small mouth, "that's not necessarily. If the meat is not high-grade, I won't go!"

His shrewdness gave ye Xiaohuan a new understanding.

It's not easy to fool at a young age. I really don't know who I'm like when I talk about big principles one after another?

Yun Ruoxi was still in amazement. His big hand firmly held her hand, and the three of the family got off the plane together.

"Young master, I wish you a pleasant trip."

The flight attendants kept a professional smile and sent ye Xiaohuan and Yun Ruoxi off the plane.

Not long after they went down, several bodyguards got on the plane and carried the sack in the back row. The sack was carried to the car and placed in the back seat.

Ye Xiaohuan, Yun Ruoxi and Yun Xiaoyuan take a car together, fleck and Mo Xuan take a car, and the bodyguard takes another car.

Three cars drove side by side. The first one was the extended Lincoln, and the second and third were Maserati.

The car drove into the castle and the party got off. Yun Ruoxi raised his head and looked at the building in front of him. Although the castle does not cover a wide area in China, the construction style of the courtyard and the architectural style of the castle are more unique and different than those in China. The style in front of him is more western style.

She could not estimate how much wealth ye Xiaohuan had. In view of the fact that he lived in a castle at home and abroad, her curiosity about how huge his property was could not be stopped.

Fleck showed them the way ahead.

Yun Xiaoyuan looked up at the castle. He raised his head and pointed up his fat hand. "Mom, look, it's a little angel! But they're not dressed."

Yun Ruoxi doesn't want to respond to Yun Xiaoyuan.

The first half of the sentence is normal, but the second half is abnormal.

"That sentence without clothes is superfluous." ye Xiaohuan suggested.

He lowered his head and put his small head against ye Xiaohuan's forehead. The father and son looked at each other, "you are the emperor's new clothes. Open your eyes and tell lies. You are obviously not dressed. Why are you afraid of me to say it?"

Yunruoxi is afraid that yunxiaoyuan will be beaten. She simply walks forward. She stands in front of Ye Xiaohuan and extends her arms.

"Otherwise, you go to your son first and I'll take care of him!"

"You seem to be afraid of me eating him."

Ye Xiaohuan's black eyes glared at her clear apricot eyes and asked in a magnetic voice.

Yun Xiaoyuan struggled in his arms, "Oh, I want to hush, Dad, please put me down."

Fleck immediately took Yun Xiaoyuan from ye Xiaohuan's arms, which broke the stalemate between Yun Ruoxi and him.

Yun Xiaoyuan was carried away by fleck. His fat little hand wiped the sweat on his forehead. "I'm so busy as a son. They almost quarreled again."

Fleck was moved by Yun Xiaoyuan's wit.

"Young master, that's because the young master and miss Yun haven't developed feelings yet. If they have feelings, they can guarantee kindness and love. They are tired of it." he explained to Yun Xiaoyuan.

Cultivate feelings?

Yun Xiaoyuan's small hand touched his chin, wrinkled his sword eyebrows, and his black eyes sank. "Well, what fleck said is very reasonable. Let's see! I'll give you an important task. Are you willing to help me finish it?"

They went into the bathroom. Fleck put Yun Xiaoyuan on the flow table. He sat on the table shaking his legs.

"What does the young master want Fleck to do?"

Fleck looked at Yun Xiaoyuan's crafty black eyes and beat a drum in his heart. Isn't it that the little ancestor wants to do earth shaking things again?