Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

　　Wu Shaobai pointed at Yang Mi and said.force.

Chapter 1603

　　I don't know when, Xiao Nuomi has fallen asleep.

　　Wu Shaobai hugged her, took off his coat and covered the child over his body, and took the lead in walking towards the elevator of the underground garage.

　　Yang Mi and Sun Ting followed behind.

　　Seeing the man in front of him striding like a meteor, Sun Ting unconsciously sighed in her heart:

　　"It's really reliable..."

　　At the same time, she was thinking... If only her husband was as reliable as Mr. Wu.

　　Although the two are married, they do not have children yet.

　　I don't know if my child has a headache in the future, will my husband be the same as Mr. Wu.

　　With such a father...the child must have an unparalleled sense of security, right?

　　Thinking of this, her thoughts uncontrollably took a deviation.

　　Sister... do you think so too, Zero Forty?

　　I subconsciously glanced at Yang Mi next to me...

　　But no emotion was seen.

　　……

　　The elevator went all the way to the top floor.

　　Entering the empty living room on the main floor.

　　Wu Shaobai first carried the child to the bed in her room, then turned to Yang Mi and said:

　　"Do you have a thermometer at home?"

　　"There is a first aid kit."

　　"Well, take it and put it on the glutinous rice and check the temperature. I'll go and make medicine for her."

　　"Ok."

　　……

　　In the kitchen, Wu Shaobai turned on the range hood, looked at the medicine stove that was slowly starting to burn, and put the casserole directly on it.

　　This medicine should be boiled for at least an hour.

　　That is 2 hours.

　　8 bowls of water to fry into a bowl is considered qualified.

　　The ointment for the umbilical paste next to it will take longer.

　　Moving a chair and sitting in the kitchen, he took out his mobile phone and sent Tong Liya a WeChat message:

　　"are you asleep?"

　　Tong Liya replied in seconds and sent a video over.

　　In order to prevent the noise, Wu Shaobai came out of the kitchen and closed the door.

　　He saw Sun Ting who was leaving.

　　"Going back?"

　　"Well, sister said that with you here, I can go back."

　　Hearing this, Wu Shaobai nodded:

　　"Okay, hard work."

　　"You worked hard."

　　"Good night."

　　"Good night, Mr. Wu."

　　After Sun Ting left, Wu Shaobai connected to the video and saw a pale face in the dark bedroom...

　　"Why are you scary?"

　　Looking at Sister Yu who was wearing a mask, Wu Shaobai couldn't help laughing and crying.

　　But Tong Liya raised a finger:

　　"Shh~"

　　Then, he saw his daughter sleeping in her mother's arms.

　　He nodded silently, hung up the video, and sent Tong Liya:

　　"Little glutinous rice pneumonia, I just arrived at Lao Yang from our house. I may not be going back tonight. The child's condition is not serious, but it is easy to repeat. There is medicine in the pot, and it will probably be boiled until one or two in the morning. Zhong. We will massage the child tomorrow morning. Don't wait for me, go to bed earlier."

　　Tong Liya replied in seconds:

　　"Isn't glutinous rice serious?"

　　"It's hard to say. I looked at the blood test indicators. I might have a fever tonight."

　　"Okay, then don't stay in front of the stove for too long, and take the time to rest. There's nothing to do tomorrow, I'll go find you two in the morning."

　　"Okay. But don't bring Mingyue, I'm afraid the two children will infect each other."

　　"... When I came back just now, Mingyue asked you, and I said that after you went to see your sister, she was clamoring to come together tomorrow."

　　"Then don't come here. This season is too dry and it is easy to contagious."

　　"Okay. Then tomorrow, I'm sleeping?"

　　"Mmm, okay, good night. Love you~"

　　"Hee hee~ I love you too~"

　　After finishing the chat with his daughter-in-law, Wu Shaobai heard the movement of the door.

　　Look up.

　　Yang Mi, who had changed into pajamas at some point, appeared in the corridor.

　　"Are you sending a message to Yaya?"

　　Looking at the phone in Wu Shaobai's hand, Yang Mi, who also had a mask on her face, asked.

　　Wu Shaobai nodded:

　　"Well, Mingyue wants to come and play with her sister tomorrow, but I will say no. Xiao Nuomi is not suitable for contact with other children now, and there is a risk of mutual infection."

　　"……Um."

　　Yang Mi nodded, and when she came to the living room, she directly opened the wine cabinet and took out a red wine from it.

　　"Drink?"

　　"...Drinking before bed?"

　　Wu Shaobai frowned.

　　"It helps with sleep."

　　"Who did you hear?"

　　After scoffing at this fallacy, Wu Shaobai pointed to the kitchen:

　　"If you have this kung fu, why don't you drink a cup of rose tea in the refrigerator... That stuff is soothing. Red wine will only make you more excited."

　　"But I've been very sleepy drinking red wine these past few days..."

　　"That's because you're sleepy, not because of the red wine. It's okay to watch the stuff on the marketing accounts, they're all fooling people."

　　"...Tannin's anti-aging is not always fooling people, right?"

　　"Alcohol can promote aging."

　　Wu Shaobai's eyes were full of disgust:

　　"It's hooliganism to talk about medicinal properties without talking about dosage. The alcohol content of your bottle of red wine will put a load on the liver far more than the anti-aging effect of a little tannin. Red wine doesn't have as much tannins as a tomato. Want to get old? Eat tomatoes. What are you drinking red wine for?"

　　"..."

　　Yang Mi was speechless.

　　"You... wow, you really... drink red wine in a mood! Is this the head office?"

　　"Just us, why do you want to be romantic?"

　　Wu Shaobai tilted his head.

　　With a "you're weird" look on his face.

　　Then point to the bedroom;

　　"I'm still cooking medicine for your daughter. This medicine takes about 2 hours to boil. Staying up late is the biggest booster for aging. Now I stand with a 97-year-old child and feel that I am old, you What else are you going to flirt with?"

　　"..."

　　Looking at Wu Shaobai walking towards the kitchen...

　　Yang Mi subconsciously looked down at the wine bottle in her hand.

　　She doesn't know much about red wine.

　　Or strictly speaking, 90% of the people in the Chinese Dynasty are people like her who can't read the brand, can't pick the taste, and only distinguish the price.

　　But no matter whether you know red wine or not, there is one thing that people feel in common.

　　That is……

　　This red wine bottle, if you hold the bottle mouth and swipe it on your head, it will definitely feel very good.

　　"...Uncle's!"