Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

He walked into the bathroom, looked at her embarrassed face, and sighed softly: "What is it going to be, you will be happier."

She was crying with her face buried in his arms, crying very sadly.

Ye Mulin hugged her and bowed his head, "Is the toilet ready?"

She didn't say anything, he simply wiped the P shares for her. This was never before, only this time.

He took her back to the bedroom and put it on the soft and warm bed. She fell asleep again, but he didn't fall asleep all night, and only took a nap when it was about to dawn.

When I woke up, my head was a little dizzy, and there was a noise outside, it should be Aunt Li who came over.

Looking down at the person in his arms again, he really didn't have any thoughts and was still asleep.

He lowered his head and looked at her, his eyes soft.

Reached out and gently stroked her facial features, no matter how they looked, they were pleasing to the eye.

Xueli Bai woke up hazily, and when she opened her eyes, his magnified handsome face was seen. She blinked gently and stared at him.

Ye Mulin reached out and held her little hand, clasping her fingers: "Awake?"

She bit her lower lip, stared at him, and asked hesitantly, "Did I get drunk last night?"

Ye Mulin rolled over and pressed her.

When she moved, she found that his palm was pressing on her hair and couldn't move it at all, so she bit her lower lip: "You let me go!"

Ye Mulin looked at her face and said absently, "Aren't you the little princess of the nightclub, why are you still drunk?"

"It's easy to get drunk if you are in a bad mood." She deliberately looked at him with idiot eyes.

Ye Mulin was sure she was really drunk last night, and she didn't remember it very much, so she smiled softly, "I still won't tell you."

"Why?" Her eyes were a little round, looking stupid.

Ye Mulin chuckled again: "I'm afraid you can't stand such a blow."

She still stared at him, silent.

He lowered his head, his beautiful thin lips kissed her gently, and then bit the plump lips again, his voice hoarse: "Shirley, I didn't know you would wet the bed when drunk."

Bedwetting... She was shocked and stared at him.

And he still bit her lips unhurriedly: "Don't believe me? We have changed our sheets."

She stammered all of a sudden, "Isn't the bed sheet dirty because we did it?"

"We did it last night, but we didn't go to bed." He glanced at the door: "Did it by the door, don't you remember?"

Her face was stained red, "That doesn't rule out our going to bed later."

"Bedwetting is true, but if you must deny it, I don't object to it. After all, it is not a glorious thing for me that my wife is so big wetting the bed." He said kindly.

Bai Xueli pulled him closer: "You just lied."

He laughed softly, very happy, and very...good-looking.

She was angry again, but stared at his handsome face unconvincingly, and was silently convincing herself that she could not be conquered by his sugar-coated shells...

"Yemulin, don't press me down." She bit her lip and couldn't help but speak.

He crowed and moved away a little bit because his phone rang.

He pressed her with one hand and picked up the phone in the original position with the other: "Secretary Li."

Secretary Li over there said softly: "Lawyer Ye, are you coming over today?"