Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Ye Muyun smiled lowly and hugged her in his arms, "Are you afraid?"

Then he bit her little ear: "You are lying, little fool!"

Lie to her! ! !

Xueer was shocked again!

She stammered: "Can you lie to this kind of thing?"

Ye Muyun smiled more freely, with thin lips attached to her ears and whispered, "Are you disappointed?"

Disappointed?

Xueer raised her eyes and looked at him baffledly, not quite understanding what he meant.

But although she lost her memory, she was still an adult woman, and soon she thought of his meaning.

His small face, very red and red, with water in his eyes, stared at him.

But this stare made her look so weak, and in front of him, she was extremely weak.

Ye Muyun looked at it like this, feeling unspeakably moved.

At this time, she was afraid of him, just like she was afraid of him when she was a child. Although she was afraid, she wanted to get close to him in her heart.

Reaching out to hold her, her face buried in her hair, her voice is gentle, "Xue'er, you still have a brother."

Cher bit her lip, stayed obediently in his arms, rested her chin on his shoulder, and then asked softly, "Brother, do you have a girlfriend?"

Ye Muyun smiled slightly, stretched out her hand and rubbed her long hair, "No!"

"Have you ever?" she asked secretly, not knowing why, she just wanted to know.

Ye Muyun's eyes were burning, staring at her for a long time, and then smiled, "Yes."

She uttered oh, did not say anything, just a little uncomfortable.

But I was knocking on myself in my heart. Why care about this? He is just a brother... She should care about Lan Yu in the hospital.

Yes, Lan Yu!

She and Lan Yu, should they be in love?

Xue'er had a pain in her head, and she looked up at the man in front of her.

At this time, it was not Lan Yu who gave her the greatest sense of security, but Ye Muyun, a man considered her brother.

He lowered his eyes, and did not dare to look at his overly strong face, and whispered: "Then I, go back and rest."

She moved away carefully, bit by bit towards the door, like a scared little cat.

In that way, Ye Muyun was so angry and funny. After forgetting something, it became the shrugging look before.

When her little hand held the doorknob, his voice faintly rang, "Did you forget what you were going to say when you came over?"

So the little milk cat's hair stood up again in an instant, looked back at him blankly, and remembered his own purpose, biting her little mouth, as if she was about to bleed, "Thank you..."

"Thank you?" He leaned against the bar again, sipping red wine in a low voice.

He only wore a clean white bathrobe, simple, but too good-looking.

In particular, the neckline was slightly loosened, revealing the delicate collarbone, and the flesh and blood underneath were solid, and Xueer looked at it with a desire to move forward.

She watched, licking her lower lip unconsciously, and said in a low voice, "Thank you for taking me in."

Ye Muyun smiled slightly and put down the cup in his hand, "It is my responsibility to take care of you and Yishu. You don't need to be polite."

He spoke a pun, but she was clumsy and didn't hear it, but her face was hot, and she whispered for a while, "I'm going out first."

Then he fled.

Ye Muyun stretched out his hand and gently touched the transparent goblet, the expression on his face was a little unpredictable.

At this moment, the body is also slightly warm, wanting her, but it seems that she can't get it for a while.