Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

She didn't speak, just hugged him in the cold night, drawing a little warmth from him.

She didn't know how long she could hold, one year or two.

In her heart, in fact, she knew vaguely that he and Wen Yuan had reached a certain consensus about her existence.

No matter how much she denies herself, she cannot change the fact that she is now involved in their perfect marriage.

She didn't think about the future, she wanted to hug him now.

Ye Mulin rested her chin on her little head, did not speak, just hugged her.

In the following days, he was very busy. She often went to Su Fu to interrupt. Fortunately, Hao Yun was also busy. The two women happened to be company, and the days seemed to be back to the past.

It's just that this calmness is so calming that it makes people flustered.

The Chinese New Year was almost here in a blink of an eye, and Ye Mulin became busier than usual. At first, Bai Xueli could only see him in the news. Just like watching her father in the news before, she sometimes sat in a daze in front of the TV.

She doesn't know why he wants to keep her by his side, like it?

She felt that he liked his current position very much, or a higher position, she was a little flustered, he was very good to her, will one day be like Ye Zhenggang to Su Fu.

No, no, she played the role of Xie Anning, and Wen Yuan was the role of Su Fu.

She felt a little sad, she sat in front of the TV, looking at her man.

That night, he did not come back after midnight, and tomorrow is New Year's Eve.

She lay on the bed and did not fall asleep, waiting for him, she didn't know what she was holding on!

Tomorrow, she will return to City B. She can't see her father. She wants to see her mother. She heard that her mother is getting better. This may be the greatest comfort.

When she slept in a daze, she felt a cold wind blowing, and when she opened her eyes, Ye Mulin was leaning against her.

He didn't turn on the light either, and he leaned against her as if he wanted to kiss her.

She muttered: "What time is it?"

Before he could answer, she said: "It seems to be very cold."

He hummed, a little absent-minded, "It's two o'clock, so tired."

As he said, he lay flat, put one hand on his forehead and whispered: "But I can rest for three days."

He turned his head to look at her in the dark, waiting for her surprise.

Xueli Bai was surprised but not happy. She stammered and asked, "Aren't you S chief? Shouldn't you stay and work?"

"What a cruel little thing." He stretched out his hand to squeeze her face, in a low voice, "Bai Xueli, who told you that S has to work after the New Year?"

"I know." Her voice was soft, and then looked at him: "Where did you spend the New Year, your mother is here!"

He pulled her into her arms. She thought he was cold and wanted to break free. Ye Mulin removed his coat and took off his shoes and crawled into the quilt.

She screamed angrily: "You crawled into bed without taking off your shoes, Ye Mulin, you are too hateful."

He smiled and lay flat, his voice was a little low, "Do you hate me?"

After she finished speaking, she pulled her into her arms, buried her face in her delicate neck, and Bai Xueli exclaimed angrily: "There is a smell of smoke, Ye Mulin, let me go."

He laughed, "I don't want to let it go."

She smiled and started kissing her. As the temperature of the lips that kissed him got higher and higher, Bai Xueli's voice trembled: "Aren't you... tired?"

He turned over, entangled in a deep kiss, and said faintly, "This strength is still there."