Chapter 12

Su Qiang looked aggrieved: "We also have a car, why do you want to take that kid's car?"

Jiang Wanyue watched her daughter get into the black car, With a smile, she said, "Our daughter will take whichever car she likes. Besides, Ye Yao is our little son-in-law, what's wrong with riding in his car?"

Su Qiang's face immediately turned dark: "What son-in-law, I don't agree! "

su hao is his precious daughter, how can it be so easy for ye yao to be his son-in-law?

Jiang Wanyue turned her head and glared at him: "I agree, can't you?"

Seeing that his wife was angry, Su Qiang quickly softened his voice: "Wifey, don't be angry, I mean how old is our daughter, we'll talk about this later."

" This is called pre-booking, do you understand, otherwise, what if Ye Yao grows up and is taken away by other women?"

Su Qiang's face suddenly stretched for a long time, trying to hold back his words.

How precious is that kid, and his daughter is not bad, okay?

....

Seeing Su Hao Hao, who was lying on the mat and being stepped on by the teacher, Ye Yao sighed and walked in.

"Other children can persevere, but you can't. What's the matter? Stretching your knees, don't cry."

Su Haohao's leg was pressed to the ground, she said sobbing: "teacher it really hurts..."

The ballet teacher frowned: "You child..."

"Teacher."

With a soft voice in her ear, she lowered her head and saw a beautiful, over-the-top little boy with bright eyes looking at her.

"You are..."

Ye Yao took a good look at Su, and said to her, "I'm her deskmate, teacher, go teach other students, and I'll help her."

People always love beautiful things, and seeing such beauty The little boy is still so polite, ballet teacher's heart softened, she smiled and said: "Okay, help her."

"Thank you teacher." The ballet teacher left, Ye Yao squatted down in front of Su Haohao .

"You have to be gentle." Su Hao Hao was wearing a pink exercise suit, her hair was tied in a ball, and she wiped her tears with her little hands. Her little nose was red, and she buzzed.

Ye Yao glanced at her crying little face and lowered his gaze and said: "I didn't expect you to cry."

"What did you say?" Su Hao frowned, not listening.

"Nothing." Ye Yao shook his head, took out a clean handkerchief with his little hand, and gently wiped her tears.

Su Hao sobbed slowly and looked at him.

His hands were cold, but soft and comfortable.

Ye Yao wiped her tears, put away the handkerchief, and put both hands on her lap.

Su Hao Hao habitually called, but found that it didn't hurt at all, so she closed her mouth.

The ballet teacher was busy instructing other students, occasionally turning her head to take a look, Su Hao hurriedly practiced the splits with a pretentious look on her face, and when she stopped watching, she relaxed.

Su Haohao was accompanied by such a handsome deskmate, and the students in the entire ballet classroom were very envious.

With Ye Yao accompanying "cheating", the two-hour class passed quickly.

Outside the Children's Palace, Su Hao Hao was back to life again. She patted Ye Yao's shoulder with her small hand and said with a smile, "Since you are doing well, I will cover you in the future!"

Ye Yao pursed his lips slightly and pulled the hand off his shoulder.

Su Hao cut a sound.

The driver pulled over, stopped in front of the two, got out of the car and opened the door.

"Little Master."

Ye Yao walked forward first, and Su Hao also jumped and ran over.

Since Ye Yao's "service" was very effective, Su Hao Hao forced him to come to the Children's Palace to accompany her in class.

Ye Yao was forced to agree, but chose the calligraphy classroom next to the ballet classroom.