Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

After he got up, he went to see the little guy first, and he was still asleep.

The face is so beautiful because of sleep.

He stood by the bed and stroked the little guy's little cheek very gently, his eyes full of fatherly warmth.

After staying with him for a while, the little guy showed no signs of waking up, so he slowly went downstairs. At this time, he had changed into a set of home clothes, gray slacks, and white turtleneck sweaters. He was at home and looked very young and beautiful. .

Xueer was busy in the kitchen, and the little figure adorably turned around in front of the counter, while he watched not far away.

He was about to pour him a cup of fruit tea, he looked down, a little disgusted.

The servant whispered: "Miss often drinks."

Mr. Ye reluctantly took a couple of sips, and unexpectedly found that the taste of the apple was quite delicious.

Then he raised his eyes and looked at her busy.

The snow has stopped, and the sun shines into the kitchen. It is very bright and warm.

And his little friend, who is wearing a fluffy pullover, is still like a bunny, with long hair tied into a ponytail, looking as young as 18 years old.

His throat tightened and he remembered that they were engaged when she was 18 years old.

At that time, they were both young and too arrogant. He regarded her as his own business, and she was afraid of him.

At that time, their feelings were immature, and for the past eight years... he thought about it carefully at this time, and he felt that he did not regret it.

In the kitchen, Xue Er was turning over the recipe while boiling the soup that he didn't know what it was. Her small expression was focused enough that he didn't find it when he walked in.

"What are you doing?" Ye Muyun hugged her small body from behind, her voice a little dull.

Xueer said, and then smiled sweetly: "Beef bone soup, I heard that it's good to keep fit."

Ye Muyun rubbed her neck, she was fragrant and soft, and he started to move a little bit, but thinking about his body, he restrained it.

"Finally feels sorry for me, eh?" He smiled and looked at her soup.

Although he was a little disgusted, he still cared about her intentions.

Xue'er turned her head, a little stupid: "No, it was made for Lan Yu. He is weak. I watched the Lan family and didn't prepare food for him specially. They always make a little bit of nutrition. Where is the nutrition? "

Ye Muyun's face was dark, and her voice was low and hoarse: "Holding on the hospital bed, did you have feelings again?"

Xueer reached out and pinched his nose, "Stingy!"

"This matter, men are not so generous!" He hugged her, bit her little ear, and his voice was hot: "I work **** the bed, but I, who make you comfortable, are also me... "

But she wants to make soup for Lan Yu, of course he cares!

Xue Er's legs were a little weak by his kiss, and she stammered: "Will you be reasonable?"

"I'm already very reasonable." Ye Muyun expressionlessly, "I want to drink first!"

Xueer couldn't twist him. Fortunately, she had to endure a lot, so she said generously: "Okay! I'll put a bowl for you!"

Mr. Ye sat down at the small dining table contentedly, waiting for her soup.

She carefully filled him with a small bowl, and then sat opposite him, begging for praise.

Ye Muyun took a sip, moved between his eyebrows, then finished a small bowl without changing his face.

Cher was very satisfied: "Not bad, right?"

"Yeah!" He recognized with a face: "It's not bad! I also think I made a fuss a while ago, so these thoughts should be given to Lan Yu!"

If you want to poison, poison that man to death!

It's too bad to drink!