Ye Sansan and LAN erer (3)

The little guy wailed, he didn't want his mommy to be eaten, Yingluo.

the little bun cried for a long time, and xue 'er also hurriedly coaxed him for a long time.

in the study of the master bedroom upstairs, ye muyun wasn't dealing with official business ...

With these two around, how could he still have the mood to work?

his slender body leaned against the railing of the balcony casually. he held a cigarette in his hand, but he didn't smoke it hard. he only occasionally took a puff so that the cigarette wouldn't go out.

It was already early winter, and there was a thin mist in the night.

There was a hazy beauty to it.

Ye mu Yun had become a businessman from the age of ten and never had the chance or mood to appreciate such a beautiful scenery. Even when he and Xue 'er occasionally watched the night scene, it was just to accompany her.

At this moment, he was in the mood to relax.