My Wife, The Ice Queen President

Chapter 1889

Downstairs, breakfast was already ready on the table.

"Madam, miss, take your time. I'll come and clean up later."

Servant aunt Zhao went down. Only Yang Xiaoqiao and ye Ping'an were left on the table.

Of course, there is Ye Xiong who hides his body with prohibition.

"Ping An, don't play with your mobile phone. Have breakfast. It's time to reach." Yang Xiaoqiao said seriously.

Ye Ping'an is eleven years old and is about to enter the sixth grade. He looks like Yang Xiaoqiao. At a young age, he is already very beautiful.

Ye Ping'an put his mobile phone on the desktop and began to eat breakfast.

Breakfast is very rich, milk, bread, eggs, and porridge.

Yang Xiaoqiao looked around as he looked.

Suddenly, she felt something on her back clinging to herself. She was startled and couldn't help crying.

"Mom, what's the matter with you?" Ye Ping'an looked at her strangely.

"Oh... Nothing. I think it's getting late. I'm afraid I'll be late." Yang Xiaoqiao said quickly.

"A surprise."

Yang Xiaoqiao breathed a sigh of relief. The next moment, she felt her hands go through her clothes and gently caress her.

Yang Xiaoqiao twisted Ye Xiong severely under the table.

Ye Xiong knew that she was not very happy and didn't dare to mess around.

"Ping An, do you miss your father?" Yang Xiaoqiao suddenly asked.

"What do you want that bastard to do?" Ye Ping'an rolled his eyes and said, "throw away your wife and daughter."

"Don't talk nonsense. Your father came back less because of something." Yang Xiaoqiao became serious: "I still remember when you were five years old, the kindergarten thing. If it weren't for your father, I don't know how many people had an accident. At that time, you were still proud of him!"

"At that time, I was young and didn't understand anything."

"Are you big now? What do you know?"

"I know that those who abandon their wives and women are not good men."

"You..." Yang Xiaoqiao stood up.

Ye Xiong quickly held her from behind and said in a voice that only two people could hear, "don't get excited. Take your time."

Yang Xiaoqiao finally sat down and said angrily, "Ping An, you are eleven years old now. You should be sensible. Your father has important things to do, and your mother has always been with you. Isn't that enough? Can you stop making mom sad? "

"If I don't annoy you, won't you be sad?" Ye Ping'an tilted his mouth.

Yang Xiaoqiao: "

"It's time. Don't eat. You deserve to starve."

Yang Xiaoqiao stood up, took her schoolbag in her hand and walked towards the garage.

Ye Ping'an staggered out and opened the door to go up.

Ye Xiong got on the bus and sat down in the back, close to Ye Ping'an.

After getting on the bus, ye Ping'an began to play with his mobile phone again.

Ye Xiong looked at it. It was a memory game with hundreds of cards.

He leaned his head together and looked more and more frightened. His mouth was wide open.

Ye Ping'an opened them one by one, looked at them from beginning to end, and then could match them accurately.

This little boy is too rebellious. It's impossible for him to do it.

"Day, wrong one." Ye Ping'an scolded.

Ye Xiong's face is black.

How old is that? It's rude.

"Classmate Ye Ping'an, I solemnly warn you again that you are not allowed to say rude words. It's impolite." Yang Xiaoqiao made serious criticism.

Ye Ping'an seemed not to hear. A moment later, he was wrong again.

"Sun, wrong again." Ye Ping'an scolded.

"Isn't the sun in the sky?" Yang Xiaoqiao asked strangely.

Where did she know the meaning of the sun.

Ye Xiong's face is black and black.

Ye Ping'an played for a while and soon untied the pairing.

"No fun."

She threw her cell phone on the desk, then took out a booklet from her schoolbag and read it.

Ye Xiong thought it was an extracurricular book. When he looked carefully, he was shocked.

As long as there are four small words written on the small book: Xiuxian small book.

This is a booklet of the introduction to truth cultivation.

Ye Xiong suddenly remembered that he had left this thing to Yang Xiaoqiao. He once told her that if ye Ping'an could live an ordinary life, don't let her step into cultivation, but if she really had no way, let her practice.

He never expected that she began to practice at such a young age.

In mid air, wisps of weak vitality gradually gathered and floated towards the car.

Although this vitality is very weak and almost negligible for ye Xiong, it has shown that ye Ping'an has started to refine Qi.

He used his spiritual knowledge to sweep a round and found that ye Ping'an had been refining Qi for the second order.

The second level of Qi refining can't cast spells yet, but it's already very rebellious for her so young age.