"All beast! You won't get up for me!" Ye Wenhua was so angry that he felt that he had never felt so embarrassed in his life. Even when Xu Hongyan was a disciple of his daughter, he didn't feel so skinny and hot.

Ye Rong was stunned and said unyieldingly: "Why can't I sit down?! Isn't this my third sister's home? We have been here and waited for so long and exhausted. I can't afford it!"

"You...you..." Ye Wenhua pointed at Ye Rong and shivered, as if he was about to fall down at any time. Ye Li smiled faintly and said, "Forget it, since you are tired, sit down. Father, Mrs. Wang, Sixth Sister and this young master should do it too." Ye Wenhua looked at Mr. Qingyun, and heard Mr. Qingyun snorting coldly, saying, "Sit down."

Then she sat down carefully at the head of Mrs. Ye. Wang looked at her son and walked to Ye Rong to sit down. Ye Lin carefully pulled the young man and took the last place and sat down. Mrs. Xu Er, who was drinking tea, frowned slightly and said nothing. Although the Xu family was not strict with ethics, the rules that should have had were engraved into the bones. In the eyes of Mrs. Xu Er, the Ye family's sitting method was simply rude.

"Mom, who are they? Why don't they salute to Mom and the Grandpa?" Mo Xiaobao, who was lying on Ye Li's legs, blinked his big dark eyes and asked crisply.

Ye Li gently stroked her son's little head and smiled and said, "This is your grandmother, this is your grandfather. Chen'er will go and see her."

Mo Xiaobao looked at Ye Wenhua and Old Lady Ye, and finally stood up and walked up to them and called out, "Grandma, grandma, grandfather."

Originally, Mrs. Ye stretched out her hand with a loving smile, just thinking that Mo Xiaobao was about to kneel down and salute to help him up and show his kindness. But she didn't expect that Mo Xiaobao just stood in front of her and called out lightly, and then finished it. The action of reaching down and bent down suddenly became a little funny and embarrassed. Ye Wenhua didn't care, and looked at the handsome six or seven-year-old child in front of her, as if there was a hint of a wife between her eyebrows. She couldn't help but stretch out her hand to touch his little head, "Okay...good boy, are you Yuchen?"

Mo Xiaobao took a short step back and looked at his grandfather curiously, and said seriously: "Grandfather, you can't touch my head." Ye Wenhua was stunned and couldn't help but ask, "Why?"

Mo Xiaobao said seriously: "A man's head and woman's waist can only be seen but not fished." After that, he turned around and ran back to Mr. Qingyun. Mr. Qingyun kindly hugged Xiaozhong's grandson in his arms, smiled and touched his little head, and said: "You can only be seen but not fished? Hum? Who taught you these messy things?"

"Han Mingxi!" Mo Xiaobao sold Han Mingxi without hesitation, and did not remember how many delicious and fun things Han Mingxi had contributed to him on weekdays.

Mo Xiaobao lay on Mr. Qingyun's lap and looked at the strange people in front of him curiously. He didn't like his grandmother at all. He didn't like his grandfather or second uncle at all. That fat man... was his uncle also? He looked so ugly! Mo Xiaobao covered his eyes and hid in Mr. Qingyun's arms, and was unhappy to look at the silly fat man who was touching around. In Han Mingxi's words, the movements and expressions were simply too despicable, and seeing too much hurts his eyes. Mo Xiaobao, who has had extremely high requirements for aesthetics since he was a child, said that this despicable fat man really challenged his aesthetic limit. He was even ugly than the beggar under the overpass in the north of the city! He must not admit that he is his uncle!

"I have met Mr. Big, Mr. Two. Let's go first, Mr. Two." The maid's crisp greeting came from outside the door. Ye Li was happy. Is the eldest brother back?

Xu Hongyu and Xu Hongyan took Xu Qingchen and Xu Qingze in.

"Uncle?!" Mo Xiaobao's eyes lit up, and he came down from Mr. Qingyun's arms and rushed towards Xu Qingchen who was following behind. "Uncle, Yuchen misses you so much..." Xu Qingchen smiled faintly, leaned over and hugged him and smiled, "Oh? Do you really think of Uncle so much?"

Mo Xiaobao's eyes were brighter, and he looked at Xu Qingchen who had passed away but was still handsome but was still handsome and outspoken. He just met a vulgar ugly man, and he urgently needed his uncle's handsome face to comfort his crumbling aesthetics.

"Yu Chen likes my uncle the most." So, my uncle is a real handsome man, and my father is so weak. I want to touch it so much... Mo Xiaobao was drooling secretly. So Han Mingxi is better, you can touch it casually. My uncle is so powerful that he can only see...

Seeing the big eyes of his son flashing with the brilliance that was not as different as Han Mingxi at some point, Ye Li couldn't help but cover her face. Xiu Yao said nothing, and she really shouldn't let Xiaobao meet Han Mingxi often. Ye Li forgot that Mo Xiaobao is born with lust. He was originally close to Han Mingxi because he saw Han Mingxi looking good, not to be close to him before he began to like beauty. The unlucky young master Fengyue was also shot while lying down.
Chapter completed!