Concubine Ye herself likes this dress, but she is a little worried that the father and son will shake their heads again.

After all, a series of seven or eight clothes were tried, and none of them were nodded by the father and son, could it be that he was old?

Su Mohan on the side looked at Concubine Ye who was distracted in the mirror, glanced at the few pieces of clothes that he had added behind him at the hanging place of the clothes, and thought that this should be the last one Su Haoxuan had selected, and he would just shake his head again.

Sure enough, Concubine Ye turned around again and looked at the father and son and asked.

Su Mohan frowned and shook his head as always, as if he was so unbearable.

But this time, Su Haoxuan stood still, his little head stuck to his neck like a nail, motionless.

Seeing that Concubine Ye's gaze fell on Su Haoxuan, Su Mohan realized that Su Haoxuan didn't say anything at all this time, and immediately couldn't help patting his head a little anxiously: "Su Haoxuan... Ma Ma asked you......"

"Wow Wow Wow ......"

Before Su Mohan's words fell, Su Haoxuan raised his arm to cover his eyes, and cried loudly.

Concubine Ye was immediately stunned, and hurriedly walked over and hugged him in her arms: "What's wrong... Don't you like hemp to wear this dress......"

Su Haoxuan leaned on Concubine Ye's shoulder, sobbing and said, "If you don't shake your head... Just send me to boarding school......"

Su Mohan's face froze, and before he could speak, he saw Su Haoxuan say again: "I still have to stew 'open the door' to replenish my body......"

"Su Mohan --!" Concubine Ye stood up from the ground suddenly, looking at Su Mohan with fire in her eyes.

"Wife ......"

Without waiting for Su Mohan to finish speaking, Concubine Ye hugged Su Haoxuan and turned her head and left.

Su Mohan stood in place with a black face, while Su Haoxuan raised his head from Concubine Ye's shoulder and made a big grimace at Su Mohan.

Su Mohan spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and his whole person trembled with anger.

All the way back to the car, Su Mohan directly took Su Haoxuan from Concubine Ye's arms and threw him in the co-pilot's position: "You stinky boy, you don't even have tears, but you act like ......."

Su Haoxuan protested dissatisfiedly, but the car door was closed with a bang, Su Haoxuan turned his head and looked at Concubine Ye protesting pitifully, and before he could open it, there was a 'bang', and the middle baffle was directly pulled down by Su Mohan.

Finally don't have to see this little bastard anymore!

"Wife..."Su Mohan sat beside Concubine Ye and stretched out his hand to grab her, but Concubine Ye didn't bird him at all.

Su Mohan grabbed his long arms, directly hugged Concubine Ye on his lap, clasped her head and gave a kiss, and his big hands began to take advantage of the convenience of clothes.

"Hmm... Lipstick ......"

There is a saying that when you can, try not to make noise...

So Su Mohan decided to implement this simple and crude method!

Until the car had slowly parked in the parking lot outside the banquet, Su Mohan still had no intention of giving up, and Su Haoxuan, who was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, hugged his hands and frowned.

He was unhappy.

Very unhappy!

After waiting for five minutes, Su Haoxuan couldn't help but turn around and reached out and knocked on the partition board in the middle, but Ren was in pain from the small fist, and the people inside didn't react at all.

Su Haoxuan sat with his chin dragged, and there seemed to be a string of bad symbols gathered above his head......

It wasn't until more than half an hour later that Concubine Ye leaned limply on Su Mohan's arms, panting and flushed.