Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Xue'er was a little moved. He seemed to talk a lot better than before, so he hummed, "I will send the driver to the hospital in a while."

Ye Muyun smiled, and asked casually: "Aren't you going personally?"

Her little hand immediately embraced his arm and smiled sweetly: "I will stay home with you!"

Ye Muyun looked at her, smiled, did not say anything, just walked to the Liulitai, took the ingredients and started cooking.

"Let me come! Your wound hasn't healed yet!" Xueer quickly helped.

Ye Muyun's eyes flickered: "You can now put the soup you made in a thermos and let the driver send it over."

Xueer spit out her small tongue: "I almost forgot!"

So he packed the soup with his hands and ran out again.

Ye Muyun kept looking at her, with a faint smile in his eyes, and continued to cut the ingredients in his hands.

He stewed a small row of yam pot with a few red dates in it, which looked very beautiful.

Xueer ran back and looked at him with admiration, lying on the side looking around, "You are doing well."

While Ye Muyun was boiling hot, he prepared two more stir-fries. While cutting, he asked her quietly: "Is it delivered?"

Xueer gave a strong hum, holding his arm and acting like a baby: "Send it over, brother, okay!"

"Really empathetic." She squinted, her eyes crooked.

He tilted his head, "Is there no reward?"

"What reward?" she asked deliberately in surprise, and then suddenly gave him a light kiss.

She herself laughed when she kissed him, stood on tiptoe, pressed against his lips and asked softly: "Do you like this kind of reward?"

His hand patted her: "I like it! From now on, you can make soup for Lan Yu every day."

He started to chop vegetables again, and Xueer hung on his arm, and he was helpless: "Xueer, didn't you say that my arm was injured?"

She pretended to be innocent, "This arm is not hurt!"

Then he was close to him affectionately, happily like a puppy.

As long as he looked at her so happy, he felt a little satisfied, smiled and asked: "Have you tasted your soup?"

"You've tasted it!" Xue Er snorted and laughed: "Is it good for the first time?"

Ye Muyun turned his head, his eyes were a little deep, and then he smiled meaningfully: "It's not bad! Behaving well... and he didn't cry too much."

The more Xue Er listened, the more she felt something was wrong, and finally she understood what he was talking about.

"Not serious." She bit his shoulder angrily: "Don't say it anymore."

Always shy, so blushing.

Ye Muyun smiled, stretched out his hand and hugged her to the Liuli stage, "Learn a little bit, and you will have to eat it for me in the future!"

"No!" She shook her little feet, "Just do it with you..."

After she finished speaking, she realized that he was looking at her again, so her little face blushed: "I didn't mean that! Ye Muyun, it's disgusting."

He smiled slightly: "Really?"

But he didn't explain. He just continued to cook. Not only did he make a meal for two, he also made a separate baby meal for Xiao Yishu. The heart-shaped mushroom rice looked particularly delicious.

Xue'er frowned: "The little girl likes it, but Yi Shu may not like it."

Ye Muyun rubbed her hair: "Don't give children such psychological hints anymore. With too many hints, she will feel that she is a boy, and she should like what boys like."