Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Ye Mulin smiled: "Only for one night?"

She hummed and looked at him, expecting that he would not agree.

But Ye Mulin actually agreed, thinking for a while and speaking softly: "Then I will concentrate on doing the work and take a rest one day a week to accompany you."

The three words to accompany you are strange to say.

Xueli Bai opened her eyes wide-he wouldn't be what she thought he was?

Ye Mulin smiled slightly: "That day, let's have a good time."

This means 24 hours a day.

Mi Chong thought about her skin, Mi Pi tightly wrapped her quilt and stared at him.

Ye Mulin pulled at her hair and spoke slowly: "It's okay if you don't want to be worn out all day. Then we pay in installments, eh?"

She is about to cry, what installments?

Ye Mulin smiled and changed the subject: "Not enough pocket money? You don't have enough money for Bai Xueli a month. Have you ever thought about those kids who don't have enough food?"

"Yes, I'm vain, I'm superficial, I just care about my life and death." She whispered and confidently said: "I don't live well by myself, so how can I care about others? Besides, is it just like me that makes others noble? "

Ye Mulin was really angry and laughed, staring at her, "Is it so hopeless?"

She suddenly came over and hooked his belt.

Such small movements made Lawyer Ye's blood boil all over. They had been married for several months. This was her most active time.

But it was obvious that he was thinking too much, and Bai Xuelan hooked his belt: "Your belt is tens of thousands of dollars. Why don't you consider children who can't eat enough when you buy it?"

"My mother bought it." He muttered.

She glared at him, then moved her little hand to his shirt again: "This shirt should be more than eight thousand dollars."

"My mother bought it." His eyes were deep.

Her little hand was still moving, he grabbed her hand and stared at her: "Bai Xueli, don't you think you are negligent?"

She stared at him: "Why am I negligent? Didn't I lie on the bed and let you do that?"

He smiled helplessly and pulled her hair: "I mean, why don't you buy my clothes?"

"I have no money." She took it for granted: "Besides, you didn't buy it for me?"

He looked at her and smiled softly for a while: "After that, I will buy it for you. You will also buy it with me."

He stretched his waist: "There are more than 30 people, clothes can't always make my mother worry about it, right?"

The Michong in his house clutched his pockets tightly: "Swipe your card, don't touch my pocket money."

He held back a smile: "Okay."

Bai Xueli suddenly remembered something again, and stopped speaking.

He smiled, "Do you think of your card? Regret it? Want to be a bastard?"

"I didn't want to be the bastard." She glared at him: "Do you love it or not!"

Then he turned his back and said in a low voice, "Obviously it is your fault. It is obviously that you broke your shoes outside and beat your wife. I don't want to forgive you at all. It's useless if you ask any more."

Ye Mulin looked at her, a little funny, but gave her the card: "This is pocket money."

"What did mom give me?" She didn't answer, still thinking about the money.

He stared at her--

She just remembers Mu Bai's money, right?

After forbearing, I said, "When you wait for your birthday, I will give you a red envelope."