President Daddy is too difficult to deal with

Lifting the skirt and getting out of the car, Quan Tingmo watched Ye Wanwan enter the gate of Ye's house and drove away.

Walking to the living room, I looked up and saw the wall clock hanging on the wall, and I suddenly realized it.

It's already twelve o'clock at night! ! !
It took so long to drive back from the private villa. She remembered that it was only ten o'clock when she watched it in Quan Tingmo's car!

Just after waking up, I couldn't react in my head. Then I saw a man coming down from upstairs. He was still wearing loose beach pants and loose short sleeves. His eyes were unfocused. He saw Ye Wanwan and didn't see him. Same, walked straight to her side, without blinking.

Ye Wanwan still remembered what happened last time, she couldn't help reaching out to hold him, but she didn't know what to say when she held him.

He could only call out in a daze: "Brother."

"Why?" The other party replied angrily, trying to break free from Ye Wanwan's hand, but she held it tightly, so she didn't try her best to break free.

"Say what you want to say, and let go if you don't say it." Ye Anyu's face darkened, which was a sign of obvious anger.

"It's nothing, I just want to thank you for saving me last time." Ye Wanwan said falteringly, loosening the strength in his hands.

Surprisingly, Ye Anyu didn't speak, and he didn't forcefully shake off Ye Wanwan's hand. He just let go of it lightly, then turned and went to the kitchen.

Ye Wanwan kept staring at him, watching him take out a drink from the refrigerator, raised his head and took a few sips, a little foam trickled down from his neck, he didn't care, just wiped his mouth with his hand , and then took two more cans and went upstairs.

He didn't look over at all, and always acted very indifferent.

But Ye Wanwan was a little happy. It was inexplicable. In the previous meetings with Ye Anyu, they quarreled and even fought. They had never had such a peaceful conversation like now.

Take your time, some things cannot be rushed.

Ye Wanwan slowly moved up the stairs when there was the sound of the door closing upstairs. It was already very late, and the Ye family was quiet.

Opening the door and walking in, I saw a small night light on the bedside at a glance, with a milk dumpling stuffed inside the quilt, one hand resting on my head, keeping the light very close to me, my little head turned Little by little, I'm already too sleepy.

The little guy can't have any light to sleep, and he looks like he is obviously worried that he will fall asleep.

He wanted to wait for Ye Wanwan to come back.

Ye Wanwan laughed and didn't intend to wake him up. As soon as he closed the door softly, the little guy on the bed woke up suddenly.

He staggered down and bumped into his arms while his eyes were still dazed.

"Mommy, you're back."

The little guy kept touching Ye Wanwan's body with his hands, but because he was too short, he could only touch his stomach.

He stomped his feet in frustration, pouted in a daze as if he was a little angry, then staggered back a few steps, climbed onto the bed, stood up, and stretched out his hand to Ye Wanwan.

Ye Wanwan was amused. In fact, she was not angry at all. After all, she wanted to scare her son first.

Walking over obediently, the little guy's warm hands touched her neck carefully, as if looking for the needle hole that got stuck in tonight.

"It's a very small thing, it's gone long ago, so don't look for it."