Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

But when the medicine was applied, the little girl was still sad.

Wipe it, and then ask, "Does it hurt, brother?"

Ye Muyun gritted her teeth and laughed softly, "How can it hurt? My brother doesn't hurt at all...hehehe, it really doesn't hurt!"

Xueer stretched out her white and tender little fingertips and poked him lightly, "It doesn't hurt, brother, are you stupid by daddy?"

This little fool!

Ye Muyun gritted her teeth, don't know how to say it!

"Of course I am not stupid!" After he finished speaking, he felt that these words were quite stupid.

Xueer took a breath: "I'm right, it hurts obviously."

Originally, he felt much better, but when she said that, he seemed to be hurting again.

Body pain, head pain even more.

But in my heart, it was full. Actually, pain was nothing. Isn't she by her side?

Ye Muyun stretched out his finger, buckled the little guy back, and pulled her...

Xue'er accidentally lay on his back, just pressing his wound.

Ye Muyun snorted, embarrassed.

The little girl was frightened, moved her small body, for a long time she didn't know what to do, but every time she moved it, it was painful to him.

In the extreme pain, Ye Muyun sighed in her heart: she was sent by God to take him!

Xueer finally turned over and lay down beside him, her small face wrinkled, as if she was about to cry, "Brother."

Mr. Ye, the wise and martial artist, was lying on his stomach, looking at his little girl, and after a long time he coughed slightly, "Do you know why your daddy hit me?"

The little girl buried her face on the bed sheet, and it took a while before her voice murmured: "Because, because...we live together."

The injured President Ye sneered, and raised his hand to squeeze her soft face, "You are not stupid."

The little girl looked at him pitifully.

It took a long time to pull his arm and apologize in a low voice: "Brother, it's me who is not good, it's me who lured you."

Mr. Ye sighed in his heart, this little idiot...

How could it be that you are not good? If I don't have this thought, no matter how you are, I won't be moved by that thought.

However, his face was still serious, and he coughed slightly: "Then how do you compensate me?"

Carefulness is still awkward, biting his little finger in his little mouth, looking at him.

He looked at her small appearance and couldn't help but put his fingers closer, let her bite...

The little girl was so pitiful, she didn't dare to vomit.

He drew her close with one hand, half-pasting her in his arms, and said in a low voice, "I said she sleeps well in my room. Now I can't move, what should I do?"

The little girl was bullied in this way, with poor moisture in her eyes. For a long time, she uttered a few words: "I move."

After that, she said very diligently: "Brother, you lie down quickly."

Ye Muyun gritted her teeth, "Do you think I can lie down now?"

The little girl wanted to cry again, and she quizzed her answers. In fact, she also meant to play a little bit, probably because she knew he liked it.

In the end, she still wanted to make him happy, figured out a way, and went through it.

Ye Muyun herself was stunned. She never thought that one day she would do this for him.

God, she is so young!

The body is extremely happy, but the heart is angry, gritted his teeth and asked: "Where did you learn it?"