Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Bai Xueli's eyes widened, and she looked at him baffledly: "What do you mean?"

He threw the bath towel directly to her: "Now wipe the front."

Xueli Bai's hand was against his shoulder, and she looked at a loss, "upper or lower?"

He wasn't in a hurry, but instead held her hand, "Where do you want to wipe?"

She was pitiful, and her voice was like a mosquito: "Then can you close your eyes?"

He stared at her: "Should it be you with your eyes closed?"

He paused, "Bai Xueli, you want to give me a hand when I don't know, don't you?"

"You look too high at yourself." She gritted her teeth, grunted, and then closed her eyes and wiped wildly.

Ye Mulin leaned comfortably, his eyes fell on her wrinkled patience facial features, with a happy expression.

When it was almost time, he took her hand: "Enough."

When she finally lay down on the bed, she fell asleep on his heart with exhaustion.

As he slept in a daze, Xiaoshou was still drawing circles in his heart: "Bing Jiao, I will toss people too much."

The patient who was supposed to be asleep became much better, half leaning on the head of the bed, with a gentle gaze and one hand on her back, and smiled softly.

He checked that it was early and sent a message to Secretary Li, saying that he would go to the office in the afternoon, put down his cell phone and lay down, and hugged her to sleep for a while.

Bai Mu didn't know where to get the news of his illness, even if she was born yesterday and today, she still called Yefu to visit her son.

The door opened. Aunt Li opened the door and said softly: "Lawyer Ye fell asleep, and his complexion was not good. I heard that I went to the hospital at night."

The night mother's voice was very soft: "Then we are here, Aunt Li, go back first."

Aunt Li had nothing to worry about, and she unzipped her apron neatly: ‘Then I’ll go first, and I will cook two small ones and stew and keep them warm. Madam, don’t worry, it’s warm tonic. ’

Ye Mu was very satisfied, and personally sent Aunt Li to the door.

Looking back at Yefu, who was rarely absent from work, sat on the sofa and smiled, "I'll take a look."

Yefu said softly: "The young couple is sleeping, what are you going to join in the fun."

The night mother disagreed: ‘Mulin is sick, and Shirley has been taking care of him for the whole night. She must be asleep now. Anything she can’t go to is her own child. ’

As the night mother said, people had already walked towards the master bedroom, walked to the door and carefully opened the door and looked through the crack of the door. She couldn't help but smile, and waved to the night father: "Come here and see."

Ye's father is highly powerful, and there is nothing he hasn't seen before, but Mrs. Ye said to be with her on her birthday yesterday. He didn't expect his son to be ill and brought him here.

Even though he didn't want to make a fuss, it passed.

Looking in with the night mother standing together, I couldn't help but stay in a daze.

His steady and self-sustaining son was lying on his side and fell asleep at this time, but what kind of sleeping position was this, holding his wife like a doll with long arms and legs, Bai Xueli looked painful, but he could still fall asleep.

This couple... Yefu has nothing to say.

Ye Mother laughed: "It's good, I'm relieved."

She and Yefu walked to the sofa with a smile: "I used to worry about Mulin and felt that he was not close, but now it seems that their relationship is really good."

Father Ye looked at his wife, and said lightly: "Mulin and Mu Bai are different, and we shouldn't take affection so seriously."