"I want to take a photo with Xiao Bao." Youzi said, looking at Zhao Tianlei.
"Alright, stand still and I'll take a picture for you." Zhao Tianlei was patient with Elder Huo's little grandson.
A bit spoiled, but still knows his limits.
"I want to take a picture with Aunt Yun."
Why does my wife need to take a picture with you alone?
"Uncle Zhao, are you unwilling?"
I am unwilling.
That's my wife.
Don't think I didn't see you always holding my wife's hand.
"Willing."
"Aunt Yun, hold me for the picture."
Satisfy you.
What else can be done?
You little brat.
"Once the photo is taken, get down quickly. You're so heavy, my mom will get tired."
Youzi hurriedly got down.
"If you're tired, make sure to say something. We can take a break."
Yun Xiaoxiao looked very beautiful today, wearing a cheongsam. However, instead of high heels, she wore a pair of little white shoes. Her hair was elegantly styled with a jade hairpin, looking very pretty.
"Alright."
