Transmigration: Raising the Child of the Male Lead Boss

Remember for a second

To break through the cage of unruly hard photos.

The other is a pure elf like a deer in the forest. She was found by people hiding behind a tree, only showing a celestial image of half of her delicate profile face.

Soon, this piece of content was forwarded by many fashion celebrities and photographers, and these usually arrogant experts also blew Yu Yaoyao's fancy rainbow farts.

[Baba Fashion v: She is the most aura lighting darling. Standing at random, it seems to be still, but every part of her body seems to make me feel the story of the flow of time, and let me feel her charm and tension. 】

[Late Night Teacher Bao v: Her face, the beauty of land makes me feel suffocated. The camera zooms in on the details of her face, but the contours are clear, the lines are strong, and there is no excess fat. When the light and shadow come, she moves with the light, and every subtle expression makes me linger. 】

[Collison v: One person has a thousand faces, and all faces are different. 】

[Mr. Chen D: Fashion is something that not everyone can control, but obviously - she can! 】

This bunch of compliments almost made yy fans hooked.

Even this wave of very beautiful rainbow farts left them no room for praise.

Fans of yy can only keep building buildings, asking when the magazine will go on sale, or just like the Weibo that praises Yu Yaoyao one by one, and they are very busy.

However, Yu Yaoyao herself, whom they were looking forward to, still did not have a business on Weibo.

Only Yu Yaoyao's agent sent a message of thanks to all the studio staff today.

Although everyone was still unsatisfied, they were reluctantly able to have two photos to satisfy their cravings.

And the trumpet owner of "Old Tie Art", Hu Yiwei, also solemnly apologized to Yu Yaoyao after the studio scene ended.

"Mr. Yu, I'm sorry."

"I apologize for my earlier despising and dissatisfaction with you."

"I'm self-righteous and arrogant, thinking that you are still at the level of five years ago, so I don't respect you and even slander you. I'm really sorry."

He even blushed and deleted his trumpet Weibo.

He solemnly bowed to Yu Yaoyao.

Yu Yaoyao held Xiao Baozi and Shen Yichong with both hands, and could only hold their hands and waved at him.

"Well...Old iron, it's really not good for you to be like this."

"That is to say, I am super strong, naturally beautiful, and super courageous, so that you can scold you without being angry or sad."

"If you change to a little girl, maybe you will be hit by you, and the mood in the follow-up shooting will inevitably be low. How can you still take the 2.8-meter photo you want?"

Hu Yiwei nodded again and again, "Yes, as a photographer, I am too unprofessional, I will reflect on it!"

"Yes, you are a professional old iron, others can't take pictures, you have to guide a lot."

"If everyone is like me, standing is perfect, and every photo is beautiful, then a professional photographer like you, old iron, will definitely lose his job."

As Yu Yaoyao said that, she fell in love with her narcissism.

"Yes, I took a picture for Mommy, and it's beautiful~"

Shen Rui's little bun couldn't help but narrowed his eyes with a smile, agreeing with his mommy.

Hu Yiwei opened his mouth slightly, but he couldn't refute it.

"Okay, I forgive you, be kind to other beauties in the future~ Bye~"

When Yu Yaoyao heard her son's rainbow fart, she happily said goodbye to him.

On the way out of the studio, Yu Yaoyao's water eyes flashed, and she shook her hand and held Shen Yichong's hand.

Blinking his big eyes, he looked at him watery.

Shen Yichong looked down and saw it, and the corners of his mouth grinned.

She has a look on her face...for praise.

"It's doing well, and it's growing again."

The corners of his mouth twitched.

He reached out another hand without holding her, and patted her furry head.

Yu Yaoyao narrowed her beautiful eyes with satisfaction.

But there was still a bit of pouting.

"Husband, did you not get good grades in composition when you were young?"

"Um?"

Shen Yichong raised his eyebrows slightly, a trace of confusion flashed across his face.

And the little bun, who was being held by Yu Yaoyao, raised her pink face curiously when she heard it.

"Dad's language is not good?"

"Writing is not good. The teacher of the online class said that it is because of less reading."

Shen Yichong felt heartbroken on the spot.

here we go again……

He lowered his head and looked at Shen Rui's little bun with a deep look, "Children don't know the situation, don't talk nonsense."

The little bun pouted, and was suddenly dissatisfied.

It's the same as Yu Yaoyao's pouting appearance.

He has taken online classes, after reading

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