Princess, be nice

Chapter 1157 Must keep going
Having said that, the more Yuan Changhuan thought about it, the more he felt that the possibility was extremely high, so he raised his hand and went to drive the window, wanting to have a look.

This desert is here.

How could there be any gorgeous carriage, could it be a thank you?

No, Xie Ci should be negotiating with Changsun Jing in Beizhou now.

Appearing here is completely impossible.

"Mother." Yuan Miao held her own mother's plain hand, buried her face in her mother's hand, and blocked her mother's movements.

"Miaomiao has something to ask mother."

Attracted by his son's sudden movement, Yuan Changhuan looked down at him, "Tell me, what's your problem?"

"Is my father rich?"

"Yes." Yuan Changhuan looked at him with raised eyebrows, "You don't want to pay him attention, do you?"

My son is a little money fanatic, so this possibility is not impossible.

Upon hearing what her mother said, Yuan Miao, who wanted to save face, shook her head resolutely. "It's not because I'm thinking about Daddy's money that I want to recognize him!"

"Pfft..." Yuan Changhuan laughed out loud, and said no, he said it himself.

It's true that there is no silver 300 taels here, how could there be such a stupid son.

Yuan Miao also found that there was something wrong with what she said, and immediately covered her small mouth, only revealing a pair of big wet eyes, and looked at her mother pitifully, "Mother..."

The voice of the speech was vague, which made Yuan Chang laugh so hard that he couldn't straighten up.

Xie Ci also has today, his son wants to recognize him for money, if Xie Ci knows, I don't know what expression he will have, Yuan Changhuan is looking forward to it, "Son, your idea is very good, keep it up."

He loves money so much, and his mother wants him to continue to keep it. Could it be that he is a fake mother.Yuan Miao looked at her mother in fear, thinking that she was talking ironically, and said with a bitter face, "Mother, Miao Miao was wrong, Miao Miao shouldn't think so."

Yuan Changhuan didn't care what her son thought. She just wanted to know what Xie Ci thought. When she opened the window, she saw the black carriage that almost passed by their carriage.

The material of agarwood, when sliding over it, there is a faint fragrance of agarwood, "Ma'am!"

Shouted happily.

Hearing Zhetian's shout, Yuan Chang closed the car window with a bang, and gave him stingy eyes.

Zhetian had already expected his wife's disregard, touched his nose, turned the horse's head, and carefully followed Yuan Changhuan's carriage not far away, "Madam, would you like to move our carriage? It's very comfortable. !"

Yuan Changhuan closed his eyes and took a nap as if he didn't hear it.

By the way, put your arms around your son and don't allow him to move around, lest he, a little chatterbox, open the car window and start chatting with Zhetian.

It has to be said that Yuan Changhuan really understands his son's temperament, he is hyperactive and talkative, his skin itch all over if he doesn't speak for a while, and there is a big chatterbox outside.

Being tightly bound by his own mother, Yuan Miao had no chance to struggle.

Leaning in Mother's soft embrace, Yuan Miao rolled her eyes, "Mother..."

The flattering voice, Yuan Changhuan didn't even move her eyelids. As soon as she heard her son's voice, she knew what this little thing was trying to do.

There must be a trick, "I don't listen."

"..." Before she could speak, she was denied by her mother, Yuan Miao persevered, "Mother, I have a good idea, you must listen!"

It doesn't matter, even if mother doesn't want to listen, he can force her to listen.

Anyway, I can't close my ears!

(End of this chapter)