Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Lan Yu's eyes were deep, looking at Xue'er's quiet face.

He knew that she would not wake up, no matter what he did, she would not wake up, there were two sleeping pills in that glass of milk...enough to make her sleep until noon tomorrow.

He held her in one hand, took his mobile phone in the other, adjusted the angle and took a few photos, and then he took a few single photos for her...

Those photos were taken very beautifully. After all, Lan Yu is a painter and has a certain aesthetic.

In particular, Xueer was lying on the dark bed sheet, leaning on her side, wearing only a shirt. She looked so tender and fresh that Lan Yu could hardly move her eyes.

He has always known that she is a beautiful person, but after five years, it is not that she has not had any hope for her, but it is very rare. Even if there is a little bit, he is suppressed.

At this time, facing people, facing such sultry photos, he is not a man if he doesn't respond.

The slender fingers touched her face, but they shrank back abruptly.

Lan Yu's face was full of depression, and finally ran away and solved it by himself in the bathroom...

Xueer woke up and opened her eyes. It was almost noon, and Lan Yu was naturally no longer in the room.

She looked around, and finally stretched her hand to block the sun.

So tired, like working for days and nights, even now the body is very sleepy.

She sat up and found a paper bag beside the bed, a brand she often wore.

Reaching for it, turning it over, a set of clothes is ready.

The clothes of this brand are quite expensive, at least the little painter ANN can't afford it, but in the past few years, Lan Yu has raised her very well and supported her life as before.

She sometimes finds it difficult to understand, he has so much money, why not find a woman who is willing to serve him wholeheartedly! Kneeling and licking him is enough.

She asked him, and he said it was because Xiao Yishu liked her!

Therefore, Cher is here in Lan Yu, positioning herself as the top-notch babysitter, and then she enjoys his top-notch care with peace of mind.

I turned over, then changed my clothes, washed my face and went downstairs, feeling a little guilty, because the first time I spent the night at Lan's house, I slept until noon. Although her wife is a fake, she can't shame Lan Yu.

She tiptoed downstairs, the villa was quiet and almost no sound.

When she was relaxing, Lan Yu's voice suddenly sounded: "Wake up?"

Xueer was taken aback, hum, and then looked around again: "Where is Yishu?"

Lan Yu sat on the sofa, as if he was drawing something with a sketchbook, and raised his eyes, "My mother took him to socializing."

As a grandmother, you will never think that your grandson has less appearance. I only met three groups of old sisters yesterday. How could that be enough?

Upon hearing this, Xueer let out a long breath and sighed: "Yishu, I have worked hard."

Lan Yu lowered his head again and drew a few random strokes. Then he closed the notebook, looked at the clothes she put on, and said faintly: "The people at home are on vacation. What do you want to eat later?"

Xue'er opened her eyes wide: "Why is it on holiday?"

She was a little puzzled that today is not a holiday.

Lan Yu slowly approached, looked at her, and smiled, "My mother said that she has a grandson and wants to make Hao Tianxia."

Xue Er couldn't help but laughed: "I'm so ridiculous... Lan Yu, your mother has a lot of humor than you."

"Do you think I am dull?" Lan Yu asked suddenly.

Cher bit her lip, "It's okay, but it's not that interesting."