Lord, don't play with me: the genius son, Lolita's mother

Su Baobao seeks justice for his mother【3】

I don't know the name of this wild vegetable, but it tastes good.

Holding the bowl, he walked slowly towards the carriage, and through the curtain of the carriage, he asked in a childish voice: "Uncle Ye, are you asleep? Can I ask you something?"

The well-behaved voice sounds very sensible and polite.

People can't hear it at all. [

In the past few days, Su Baobao's attitude towards Ye Wuyan has obviously improved a lot.

Ye Wuyan heard Su Baobao's voice, so she responded, "Well, come up!"

When Su Baobao heard this, a smile appeared on his lips. He was very cute and climbed up gently. Zuo Ying saw it, and quickly lifted the curtain of the car for him to let him in.

Su Baobao held the soup bowl in one hand, and carefully moved his position with the other hand. >

Seeing Ye Wuyan, there was a cute smile on his face: "Uncle Ye, what happened to mother just now? Are you in such a bad mood?"

Ye Wuyan knew that Su Baobao must be asking about his mother. This kid looks like he is only five years old, but he knows how to take care of his mother like an adult.

At this point, he likes his sensibility very much.

"This king just told your mother not to smile too coquettishly in front of outsiders, and don't dance that kind of dance, it doesn't look good." Ye Wuyan said lightly.

He was just saying that, and it was for her own good, but this woman just loves to get angry,

"Then mother got angry?" Su Baobao asked with wide eyes, puzzled.

"Hmm." It's true that he just said that. Of course, the wording may be a bit too much, but it doesn't make her angry like that.

"Oh..." Su Baobao looked confused: "I will go down first, Uncle Ye!"

Su Baobao said, turning around to leave, suddenly thought of something, and brought the vegetable soup in his hand to Ye Wuyan's face: "Uncle Ye, do you drink it? I haven't had it yet!"

"..."

Ye Wuyan didn't answer right away.

Because he felt that there was something wrong with Su Baobao tonight.

The Su Baobao in his memory didn't look like someone who could be justified so easily, especially when it came to Su Qiqi's affairs, he had always been very fussy.

Looks weird tonight.

So he was afraid to drink this soup. [

"But my mother didn't cook this soup herself. She didn't want to cook it when she was in a bad mood. I cooked it myself. Although the seasoning is the same, the taste is still a bit bad."