Female Majesty Gao Wu: Refusing to confess her love since kindergarten

Until the time when the photo was taken, Su Xue's little mind was still thinking about the previous events.

Before Su Xue could say anything, Chen Mengyao hooked Su Xue's shoulders and took the photo with a smile.

This day is destined to be an unforgettable day for Su Xue.

After taking the photo, Mother Su dragged Amelia Su and walked outside.

At the same time, there are many children like this.

Sitting in the car, Mother Su's expression was not good.

"What is the honor of the society? Remember, you are only yourself. You cannot be like your sister in the future, but you can be like me and inherit my company. No matter what you do, you must prioritize yourself."

Su Xue was confused. It was a bit difficult for her to understand such a long paragraph.

"Why can't I be like my sister?"

"Why?" Mother Su said coldly, "Because you don't have the qualifications of your sister. Your sister is a genius, but you are just an ordinary person."

Genius, ordinary people...

Su Xue doesn't understand. She only knows that her sister is not good to her. She always bullied her when she was a child, and she will bully her back when she grows up.

Along the way, Su's mother vented her dissatisfaction.

Put all the blame for the traffic jam on Su Xue.

"Mom, look ahead." Su Xue pointed forward aggrievedly.

I saw someone walking crazily ahead carrying a car.

She still looks like an old woman.

Lifting the car and walking is completely effortless.

The corner of Su's mother's mouth twitched. The car she drove was one that Boss Ba often drove. It had a tight lower body and was strong and powerful.

It's a bit hard to lift, but you still have to carry it while running?

"Ah? Mom, you can't do it, right?" Su Xuetian said honestly.

At this moment, Su's mother vaguely felt that her daughter was feeling a little unspeakable. She was sinister?

It shouldn't be.

However, Mother Su, who was a little embarrassed at this time, stopped scolding Su Xue and instead turned on the music leisurely and listened.

At this time, a motorcycle flashed past them.

Su's mother cursed, "It's such a traffic jam, why don't you drive a motorcycle to get out..."

Just after saying a few words, I felt something was wrong.

The guy in the car...

Because it was late today, Xiao Yanye sat on Teacher Shan's motorcycle.

"How's it going? Did you have fun today?" Teacher Shan asked.

"Uh...hehehe..." Xiao Yanye's mouth froze with a smile.

The only good thing today is that he seems to have more fans in the school.

In the future, under the leadership of Chen Mengyao, the club may be able to obtain more confessional energy.

Relying on Teacher Shan's extraordinary skills, we passed several intersections in a short time.

The traffic flow obviously began to decrease.

The soft murder weapon squeezed the little head.

As the vehicle accelerates, it swings back and forth.

Xiao Yanye couldn't help but yawned.

For some reason, every time he was in Teacher Shan's arms, he felt indescribably sleepy.

It's like this is his bed.

While driving, Teacher Shan glanced down, with a smile on his face.

The effect of once a week seems to be extremely good.

Maybe in Xiao Yanye's dream, he already regarded her as his mother.

as predicted.

Xiao Yanye fell asleep briefly in the car.

In the dream, I was eating at the dining table as usual.

Suddenly Yan Yuqing looked at Xiao Yanye and said, "Call mom."

Xiao Yanye was confused, "Mom?"

In an instant, Yan Yuqing's figure disappeared, replaced by Teacher Shan. She put her hand under her clothes and simply lifted it up, "Hey, good baby, come and drink milk."

Panicked.

After a while of shaking, he disappeared into the dream.

By the time Xiao Yanye woke up, the motorcycle had stopped.

In front of him is the passage to the small courtyard of his home.

"We're here, Yanye-san."

Teacher Shan said softly, gently stroking Xiao Yanye's head with her smooth hands.

Xiao Yanye glanced up, and when he saw Teacher Shan's cheek, his face turned slightly red.

The dream I had just now was too magical.

I still did it on Teacher Shan’s car.

I hope I don't have the habit of talking in my sleep, otherwise, it would be really embarrassing.

"Teacher Shan, goodbye."

The words were a bit waxy, and Xiao Yanye felt a little embarrassed.

After taking a few steps forward, I remembered that I needed to say thank you and turned around, "Thank you for sending me back, Teacher Shan."

Watching Xiao Yanye disappear around the corner, Teacher Shan had a smile on his lips.

She heard what Xiaoyan Ye Menghua said just now.

"Mother?"

Are you calling her?

Anyway, it's a good start.

Taking off her helmet, the breeze blew against her cheeks, making her feel happy.

After a while, the car quickly drove away from the scene.

Inside the courtyard.

Ms. Yan Yuqing got off work early today, but she only kicked Xiao Yanye in front of her to get home.

Sitting at the dinner table, she suddenly sneezed.

Yan's father asked with concern, "What's wrong? Is it a cold?"

Yan Yuqing glanced at him speechlessly, "Only you men can get minor illnesses like colds. My dad told me that I only got it when I was a child, not long after I was born."

Father Yan smiled coquettishly, "Then I saw you sneezing."

"It's okay, maybe it's just dust that got into the nasal cavity." Yan Yuqing said as he saw the door of the small courtyard being pushed open and a small figure walked in.

Yan Yuqing walked forward happily and started to squeeze little Yan Ye's face, "Oh! I understand, it couldn't be Yan Ye who was cursing in his heart when he saw us eating."

"Say, don't you!"

Xiao Yanye knew it was a joke, "Yes, yes, yes."

Ms. Yan Yuqing was too busy during this period, and he was already asleep by the time he got home.

Most of the conversations between mother and son were in the morning.

It just so happened that Yan Yuqing could give Xiao Yanye a ride when he was at work.

Just think of it as playing with tired adults.

"Okay Yan Ye, that's what you said about your mother!" Yan's father put his hands on his hips and said viciously.

This seems real.

Yan Yuqing poked Yan's father in the waist, "I can't tell that Yan Ye is joking with me."

"No matter what, adults are adults and children are children, especially boys. How can they joke casually?" Yan's father said.

"No, husband, where did you get your feudal ideas from?" Yan Yuqing was a little surprised.

Yan's father also realized at this time that something was wrong with his emotions.

"Sorry, I might be a little tired."

After saying that, Yan's father returned to the room under everyone's surprised gazes.

He took out a scroll from his pocket.

The handwriting on it is elegant and has a chilling air.

‘My son Ye Xuan personally approves. ’

Ye Xuan is Yan's father's real name.

In the Ye family, men are not qualified to talk about seniority, and there are no corresponding words in the middle.

Father Yan's fingers trembled, but he still didn't have the courage to open it.

Finally, he sighed and took back his arms again.

"Didn't you agree to treat me as your son? Why are you looking for me again now?"