Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Su Mu went to wash her face and saw herself in the mirror when she accidentally.

She hardly knew that the woman in the mirror was her. Her skin was white and delicate. She looked very soft and tender. She was shocked for a while until Ye Xiangnan asked her to eat.

She pulled her...shirt, which was the one that Ye Xiangnan wore last night.

Looking at this shirt, Su Mu remembered certain memories, his face was too hot.

"Su Mu?" Ye Xiangnan called her again, and she immediately pulled her clothes out, but fortunately it was long enough to block what should be blocked.

After going out, Ye Xiangnan said quietly, "Come over for dinner."

Then his eyes fell on her, looking at the black shirt on her, there was a burning in his eyes.

She was surprisingly good-looking in black, and besides that dress was still his.

For a long time later, nightclubs would wear black shirts, because Mrs. Ye could be worn as pajamas at night, and she had no objection.

At this time, he asked her to sit down, and Su Mu watched him put the food on the dining table from the small cart. It was a luxurious and nourishing meal, all using the top ingredients.

Su Mu sipped the soup and sat there upright. He also looked at her with black hair, white face, and delicate, white and slender hands, and a beautiful diamond ring between his fingers.

Ye Xiangnan also suddenly realized that his wife seemed to be a lot more beautiful, and only after a month with him, she developed a unique temperament that belongs to a wealthy family, not a nouveau riche, but a calm temperament.

He watched silently, and silently filled her with a small bowl of soup: "Drink another bowl, it's too thin."

"Do you dislike it?" She lowered her head, and even dared to reply.

Ye Xiangnan was speechless, looked at her, and then smiled softly: "It's good, but it's better to gain a little more weight."

She is only about 90 pounds, and she is 162 in height. It would be better if she could raise 100. That way it won't show off the flesh, it just looks more moisturized.

Su Mu was only 23 years old, but her appearance was really hard to tell, she looked like she was about 26 years old, not old-fashioned appearance, but stable temperament, unlike the 23-year-old girl.

In this way, he didn't want to coax an ignorant little girl all day long, although she was more difficult to please than a little girl.

When the nightclub thought about it this way, his heart was particularly contradictory and unspeakable.

Su Mu licked one side of her hair, sipped the soup, and raised her eyes: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, eat." He glanced at her, smiled, and shook her hand underneath.

Su Mu wanted to take it back but she couldn't get it back. Later, she was dragged over by him, and he coaxed her to eat a lot.

Su Mu didn't think she was used to this, but looking at Ye Xiangnan, she seemed to like it, she was thinking, do men like this?

"Shen Wenxuan did the same to Ye Xiu," he said suddenly.

Su Mu was a little angry. She didn't like him talking about Shen Wenxuan in front of her, as if it was a deliberate temptation.

Su Mu bowed his head silently, just ate silently.

"Are you angry?" Ye Xiangnan wiped her lower lip and took off the chopsticks in her hand: "If you can't eat it, don't eat it. I have to take care of it when I get to the hospital for a while."

He deliberately said violently and impersonally, Su Mu turned his head.

"Is this angry?" He sighed, and pulled her sharp chin over, with a strong meaning inside.