Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

"Really, but I think Ye always enjoys it!" She was irritated and quarreled with him!

Ye Muyun's strength in pinching her chin deepened, and when she turned pale, she let go of her suddenly, smiled lightly, and made some mockery: "Yes, I enjoy it very much. After all, Mrs. Zhou is very beautiful."

Xue'er was very angry, reaching out to fan, her arm was intercepted by him in mid-air.

He lowered his head and looked at her with scorching eyes, "Why, I won't admit it if I'm cool, eh?"

Released her hand, Xue Er took two steps backwards, still staring at him.

However, she did not intend to argue with him, she was very hungry.

She hadn't eaten for nearly a whole day, and she sat at the table, not eating slowly.

Very silent, not like she was before.

Ye Muyun just looked at her like this, remembering that she had a meal before, and she had to see him at least dozens of times together. She would tell him, brother, I don't want to eat this, and my brother doesn't want to eat that!

He still remembered that last night, when she was most vulnerable, she hugged his neck and called his brother.

He just stood there, staring at her, his eyes deep, "Tang Xueer, do you love him?"

Cher's hand holding the fork trembled, raised her eyes and looked at him.

Then, she lowered her eyes and asked softly: "Is it important to you?"

Ye Muyun snorted softly, "What do you think?"

Xue'er's heart pounded twice, but she was still steady, smiling slightly and mimicking him, "What do you mean?"

His face was not very good, and he stared at her.

Xueer ate quickly, and she was probably really anxious.

After eating, she stood up and looked at him, "Can you take me to the hospital?"

"Isn't afraid that Lan Yu knows about our going to bed?" Ye Muyun faintly took out a cigarette, held it on his lips, lit the fire and took a sip.

Xueer wiped her lips and walked towards the dressing room, "It's all happened, is President Ye still twitching?"

She stopped at the door of the dressing room, with a small cluster of flames in her eyes, "Zong Ye cares, didn't you think it through before doing it with me?"

"I'm just looking at you more anxiously." His eyes became deeper and he said slowly.

Xue'er's face was red and white, and white and red. In the end, she didn't say anything, and went in to change clothes.

When she came out, she found that Ye Muyun was also wearing his coat, holding the car key in his hand.

When he got into the car, his voice was very weak, "You don't look like a particularly anxious mother."

Xueer buckled his seat belt and looked up at him: "Ye Muyun, if it were you, you would have slept with an out-of-marital man. Do you think you will immediately go to see your child with a messy appearance?"

Ye Muyun moved the fingers that were holding the steering wheel to her lips and sneered: "Mrs. Lan, you seem to be accustomed to stealing food."

Xueer stopped her face, "Don't worry about it."

He squeezed her small chin, his eyes were burning. She couldn't stand the scrutiny, "Ye Muyun, if you don't want to send me, I can go to the hospital by myself."

He chuckled, released his hand, and started the car.

Along the way, the two of them did not say anything, each had their own thoughts, until they reached the hospital, he stopped the car.

Xueer unfastened her seat belt and said plainly: "Thank you, goodbye."

"Thank me for sending you over, or thank me for satisfying you all night, Mrs. Lan?" His voice was still mocking.

Xue'er raised her voice unbearably, "Ye Muyun, if you don't want to, I can find someone else."