Xiao Yechen got into the car and quickly returned to the White House villa with his shadow.

The hall was empty, and Xiao Yechen glanced around and said, "Is my grandfather back?"

A maid replied: "Not yet."

Xiao Yechen stepped upstairs and knocked on Ou Ruoqinghan's door gracefully.

Several god servants did not report and respectfully welcomed the people in. Ye Weilan was the pope's daughter, and Xiao Yechen was the pope's grandson. They were all noble masters, and no one dared to act rashly.

Xiao Yechen walked in on the red soft blanket and saw Ou Ruoqinghan standing by the window, with a slender back and lonely darkness.

Xiao Yechen stared at him. Although the Pope couldn't say good to him, he didn't hate this grandfather.

The look of Ou Ruoqinghan looking at him and Xiaoxue was different from what the Ye family’s parents looked at them. Although the expressions were different, they gave people a very similar feeling.

Even this person's indifferent gaze was a little more.

"Grandpa."

Ou Ruoqinghan turned his head to look at him.

Xiao Yechen looked at him: "Can you tell Xiaojiu how to rescue his mother?"

All the forces that Qi Ye and Ning Yuan had developed for five years were handed over to Bai Yi and Yan Shi. When Mr. Qi came to the Eastern Region, he was completely a commander.

The sea area is far away, so Xiao Yechen couldn't find Perlangodo, so he had to come to find the Pope.

Ou Ruoqinghan was also helpless about his daughter's constitution, but he couldn't tell on his face, so he said something to Xiao Yechen.

"You go to the street now and tell the story, it's better to look like a little kid."

Xiao Yechen waited for a while, but there was no further information. He turned around and left without hesitation.

...

When she got into the car, Xiao Yechen asked Shadow: "Uncle Shadow, how do you look like a child?"

"Little Miss is like a child." Everyone loves the soft and tender little baby.

Crying, cute, cute, soft and cute...

Care little beloved.

Shadow sighed, I really wanted to knead the dumplings.

Xiao Yechen didn't have any of these characteristics. He picked up a mirror and changed his expression to the mirror.

Xiao Yechen's exquisite appearance is impeccable, but the most important thing is that his cold temperament is too obvious and he will not speak softly and cry, or something...

He tried to make a few cute baby expressions, which made himself feel goosebumps.

"It doesn't have to be true, you can use some external force." Shadow handed over a box.

"What is this?" Xiao Yechen picked it up and looked at it.

“Sliced ​​onion slices.”

"Uncle Shadow, now is not the time to play."

"The young master once "cried"..."

“…”

"It's true. What happened before the young lady and the young master got married. The young lady asked him to cut onions, and the young master cut them in front of him, and then he was "cried" by the hot." Shadow squatted in the seat like a puppy, with a serious tone.

"…" It turns out that this is why his dad wears sunglasses every time he cuts onions.

Xiao Yechen opened the lid and a pile of fresh onion slices, the spicy taste came towards him. He opened his eyes wide and stared at him for three minutes. Finally, he couldn't hold it anymore, so he moved his eyes away.

"Oh! This effect is OK!" Shadow lifted the rare "fragile" child out of the car, cheering up: "It's related to the safety of the young lady, the young master, the acting skills he showed!"

Xiao Yechen resisted the urge to sneeze, lowered his head and walked step by step towards crowded places, and raised his hand to wipe his eyes from time to time.
Chapter completed!