Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

After Wen Yuan finished speaking, she quietly looked at Ye Mubai, and two tears rolled down her eyes.

It looks a bit fragile.

This is what Wen Yuan rarely shows. Ye Mubai was distressed and his voice was low and hoarse: "Wen Yuan, don't cry."

When she cried, he felt that he was bullying her.

And in those years, he really bullied her, knowing that she likes herself clearly means that she likes others, and she has to be entangled with her, she has spent so much thought... and he only thinks it is vicious.

Ye Mubai felt uncomfortable for a while, lowered his head against her face, and made a particularly gentle voice, "Don't cry Wen Yuan, it's me who is not good."

"Of course you are not good." Wen Yuan bit his lip, then evaded and buried his face in the pillow, because the tears were a little hot and humid, it would not be very comfortable.

Ye Mubai felt distressed when she saw it. She lifted her face with one hand and her voice was very low and dumb: "Hey, get up and wash your face so that you can't sleep well."

Wen Yuan didn't move, just lying on his stomach, a bit coquettish and rascal.

The sour gas before Ye Mubai had long since disappeared, and he whispered helplessly and softly: "If I don't get up again, I will take you."

"Then you hold me." Wen Yuan stretched out his arms around his neck as he said, ‘you haven’t held me for a long time. ’

"Princess hug?" He laughed low, and the laughter shook Hungarian's chest, very masculine.

Immediately, he lowered his head against her forehead and whispered: "Wen Yuan, you are so old, and you still have to hug, Ye Xiu is not as squeamish as you are now."

Anyway, it's too late, so it doesn't matter how late.

Wen Yuan leaned on his shoulder and glanced at him: "Then you like night fennel a lot, or do you like me?"

Mr. Ye thought for a while and said: "This should not be counted as a parallel relationship. I think it should be a sequential relationship."

Wen Yuan glanced at him, then leaned against him, in a low voice: "Mr. Ye is more and more able to talk love."

"Is there?" He smiled, and his voice became softer next to her: "Now I can hold you and wipe your face for you?"

Wen Yuan didn't speak, but just hugged him tightly.

Ye Mubai smiled again, smiling very softly, and couldn't help kissing her when he hugged her up.

The voice was also low: "Are you waiting for me just now?"

"Is there such a thing?" Wen Yuan also pretended to be stupid, looking innocent with his eyes open.

He bit her with anger: "Mrs. Ye, pay attention."

Wen Yuan smiled, leaned his head on his shoulder, and then muttered: "I suddenly miss Ye Hui and Xiang Nan."

"I don't want to." Ye Mubai kissed her: "Aren't we two at home well?"

"You were still angry with me before then." She glanced at him...

Later, it was a very happy thing, watching TV together and talking.

The night without children is warm and romantic.

Until the next day, they went to Su Fu's place to pick up the children and went back to the Yejia mansion.

Ye Zhenggang still lives alone in the Yejia Mansion.

After losing Su Fu, he was alone, and there were only two or three caring servants in the family taking care of him.

In the past few years, he seems to be getting older and older, and he likes children to go to him.

Today several children have arrived, Bai An'an, Xiang Nan and Ye Fen.

When Ye Mubai's car stopped, Ye Zheng just came out of the hall... After seeing the people getting off the car, her old face went dark.