Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

His face was still hot, but he didn't care about it.

He squinted and looked at her, "Ye Liangqiu, you are so good!"

"Each one! Compared to Mr. Qin, I think I'm dedicated enough." She sneered.

He stared at her, "I hope your love for Lin Xingyuan can last forever."

"It doesn't matter to President Qin, whoever loves you, I won't love you stupidly anymore." She also raised her chin.

But Qin Anlan caught the meaning of her words.

She, loved him?

Is it because of love that Mu Yun was born?

But Qin Anlan didn't ask, and if he asked, everything would be different.

At this time, there was a timid voice at the door: "Mom."

Ye Liangqiu turned his head and saw his son standing at the door.

She paused for a while.

Qin Anlan moved quickly, blocking Ye Liangqiu's body quickly, with a deep voice: "Button your clothes."

Damn it, her bathrobes are all unraveled, what should be seen, what should not be seen, Mu Yun saw it all.

Ye Liangqiu bit his lip and quickly buttoned his clothes.

Qin Anlan waved his hand and called Mu Yun over.

The little guy hesitated, but he walked slowly.

The little man wore a snow-white pajamas, a one-piece one, and a small tail at the back, which looked cute.

No matter how hard Qin Anlan's heart was, he also softened. He looked at the little guy, stretched out his hand and carried him into his arms, "I am a father."

This child is very good, and it is his and Ye Minqiu's advantages.

His fingers rubbed his soft hair gently, and he finally knew why he was called Mu Yun.

Hair is really like soft clouds.

Mu Yun shyly dropped into his father's arms, with a small face resting on his shoulder, and whispered: "Dad, you don't like mom, do you?"

Qin Anlan's body stiffened, but he quickly denied it: "How could it be?"

"Dad didn't even hug Mom, and he bullied her." Mu Yun's voice was very soft, but also full of frustration.

Qin Anlan glanced sideways at Ye Liang, hooked her with one hand, and let her sit on her lap.

It is rare for him to be in his eighteenth year, so Ye Liangqiu of 172 did not violate the peace when he sat on his lap.

"Look, father and mother have a good relationship." He smiled, trying to make his son's broken childhood happier.

He was willing to do something to make Mu Yun happy.

A red cloud floated on Mu Yun's little face, because he had never seen such a scene.

Not only him, but Ye Liangqiu is not used to it either. She tilted her body and said in a low voice, "Qin Anlan, what are you doing?"

"Do you really want to do something with me in front of your son?" His voice was also very low, with a touch of mockery: "I'm very happy."

"How long have you been hungry? Do you want to eat?" She gritted her teeth.

Unexpectedly, he actually answered, and was very serious, and said very seriously: "It has been more than two years. Why, Miss Ye wants to be a good person once and satisfy me once?"

He is shameless and shameless.

She hit him subconsciously.

He did not flash again, and as a result, she slapped him in the face...

"Mu Yun, have you seen it? Your mother is bullying me." Qin Anlan's tone was light, as if it was not a slap on the face, but a candied date.

And Mu Yun was stunned.

Mom is so fierce!

Dad seems to be a big man, and mother hits if he wants...

Their relationship, he, can't understand.