Thank you for Waiting,Mister Tang!

Shirley's eyes were wide open, and she looked at him in a low voice: "what do you mean?"

He threw the towel directly to her: "now wipe the front."

Shirley's hand against his shoulder, a face helpless, "up, or below?"

Instead, he took her hand. "Where do you want to wipe it?"

She pitifully, the voice is like a mosquito: "then can you close your eyes?"

He glared at her: "shouldn't you have your eyes closed?"

He paused for a moment. "Shirley, you want to do something to me when I don't know, don't you?"

"You look too high on yourself." She gritted her teeth, hummed, then closed her eyes and wiped.

Night Mu Lin leans on comfortably, her eyes fall on her tight and patient facial features, and her expression is joyful.

When it was almost over, he took her hand and said, "that's enough."

When she finally lay down on the bed, tired to the extreme lying in his heart, deep sleep.

When sleeping in a daze, the small hand still draws a circle in his heart: "ill Jiao, too can toss people."

On the contrary, the patient who should have fallen asleep was much better, half leaning on the head of the bed, with gentle eyes and one hand on her back, gently laughed.

He looked at the time is still early, sent a message to Secretary Li, said that in the afternoon to go to the office, put down his mobile phone, he also lay down, holding her to sleep for a while.

White mother did not know where to get the news of his illness, even if yesterday's birthday, today or called the night father to come to see her son.

When the door opened, it was Aunt Li who opened the door and said softly, "the night lawyer has fallen asleep, and he doesn't look very well. I heard I went to the hospital at night. "

Night mother's voice is very light: "then here we are, Aunt Li, you go back first."

Aunt Li had nothing to worry about. She untied her apron neatly and said, "I'll go first. I'll make a delicious stew for the two small ones. I'll keep it warm. Madam, I'll take it easy."

The night mother was very satisfied and personally sent Aunt Li to the door.

Looking back at the rare night when he didn't go to work, he sat on the sofa and said with a smile, "I'll go and have a look."

The night father whispered: "the little couple are sleeping, what are you going to make fun of."

The night mother disagreed: "Mulin is ill. Shirley has taken care of him for one night. Now she must be sleeping. What can't be done here is all her own children."

Night mother said, people have been toward the master bedroom there, go to the door, carefully open the door, from the crack of the door, can't help but smile, and night father waved: "you quickly come to see."

Night father's position is high and powerful, what have not seen, but night wife's birthday yesterday, he said to accompany her today, did not expect that his son was ill, and brought him here.

Although I don't want to make a fuss again, it's over.

And night mother stand together to look in, can't help but stay in a daze.

At this time, his steady and self-sustaining son was lying on his side and asleep. But what kind of sleeping position was this? Holding his wife like a doll with long hands and feet, Shirley was in pain, but she could still fall asleep.

The couple Night father has nothing to say.

The night mother laughs: "very good, I also feel relieved."

She and night father went to the sofa with a smile on her face: "I used to worry about Mullin and thought he was not easy to get close to, but now it seems that their feelings are really good."

The night father looked at his wife and spoke faintly: "Mu Lin and Mu Bai are different. We shouldn't pay so much attention to our feelings."

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