Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

This is simply a weapon.

With her small innocent eyes, Ye Muyun couldn't wait to rub her into her arms and kill her alive.

However, he is always a restrained person, just looking at her lightly, and his voice is even colder: "Really?"

She hummed obediently, then moved her body carefully and got up, walked in front of him, hugged his arm, and called "brother" softly.

Ye Muyun didn't eat her set, and stared at her condescendingly, "What do you think?"

Xue'er opened her eyes wide, bit her lip, thinking for a long time but didn't think of it.

"Do you need to think about this?" He lazily stretched out a finger and knocked on the top of her head, his voice rebuked: "Stupid."

In my heart, it is not without loss.

He likes her, owns her now, owns her future, and even if he wants, she can become his real woman at any time.

But deep down, there is always some dissatisfaction.

They are two years apart, he has loved her for so many years, and she still doesn't understand eye love.

There are many thoughts in her heart, but her face is still cold, looking at her unworthy and charming little appearance.

Xueer simply hugged his arm to shame, and rubbed her head on his arm desperately, like a little milk cat.

He couldn't help her, his heart was agitated, but he yelled at her, "Sit down."

She sat down obediently, and then came back from a business trip, and the young man who had not lost her jet lag helped her answer the questions one by one.

At the beginning, she was very serious, but in less than half an hour, the little head started to click...

He tapped her from time to time, but it didn't help. The little girl who was not going up lay on the desk for an hour and fell asleep fragrantly.

There are two pieces of saliva hanging beside Yanhong's little mouth...

Ye Muyun glared at her with disgust in his eyes, but his fingers slowly stretched out, wiped her saliva infinitely tenderly, and cursed softly: "Fool!"

He is no longer angry!

It’s been this way over the past few years, where is there any anger?

Punishing her and accompany her to study, but he can think of the best way to accompany her.

But she didn't understand.

Reaching out, he lifted the hair of the little idiot's forehead, revealing a fresh and picturesque face.

He thought secretly in his heart, although stupid, this skin looks uniquely blessed, the baby's fat has faded, and now it looks slim, especially the skin looks like a peeled egg.

The slender fingers rubbed it twice, and his gaze looked a little deep for a long time before he bent over and picked her up and walked straight to her bedroom.

Probably it was shocking the little girl’s dream. The crystal clear eyelids were lifted and closed again. Two small paws were placed on his neck, and the small face was buried again, rubbing, and finally sleeping more peacefully. Up.

Ye Muyun lowered his head and yelled at an idiot again, before lying on the soft bed with her hugging her.

In this bedroom, the sweet fragrance of a girl was full, and he could smell it as long as he lay down.

However, these are not as good as the taste of the custard bag in his arms, bowing his head, sniffing the aroma of her neck.

He smiled softly and pinched her nose again, "idiot."

In this way, the villain in his arms still woke up, opened his eyes, and called his brother in a daze, then his little hand caught his hand, his fingers clasped tightly, and his little head was pressed on his shoulder, a bit domineering.