Ji Baimo indulged Yan Bai and let Yan Bai lean on his chest with his head hanging down. Obviously, she knew she was very tired. She gently wiped Yan Bai's body, then wrapped Yan Bai with a bath towel and let her lie back on the bed. Yan Bai was sleepy and knew nothing during this time. She just let Ji Baimo wait until she was lying on the bed and wrapped in a soft quilt, and then she opened her eyes. She was still inactive and had a lazy posture. She looked at Ji Baimo in front of her with her head hanging down.

"Come on, lie down and eat noodles." Ji Baimo picked up the pillow and placed it behind Yan Bai's back, making Yan Bai lie comfortably on the bed. He brought the noodles to Yan Bai's face. The taste of the shallot noodles obviously aroused Yan Bai's greed. She nodded, probably because she had no extra strength to speak, and started to eat noodles with gentle and delicate movements. She ate it in small mouthfuls. The noodles were not very delicious and very refreshing. The noodles wrapped in juice were very fresh. The fragrance of onion and some sesame oil was spreading on the tip of her tongue. If you feel a little bit greasy, you will feel very refreshed with crispy and sweet cucumber strips.

The interior was extremely quiet, with the windows open, the curtains floating in the wind, the mess on the ground had been cleaned up by Ji Baimo. The furnishings of the room were originally simple and clear, and he neatly took care of himself, and the short black was meticulously pulled back. He wore a regular dark blue suit that he usually had, the collar of the shirt was slightly loosened, and a gold-wire framed eyes were mounted on the bridge of his nose, and he looked extremely abstinent, smiling gently, making it impossible for people to have any contact with the person last night. He was not hungry, but just sat aside and watched Yan Bai eat the food he made and felt particularly satisfied.

The two of them had a simple but warm relationship before. Ji Baimo was a husband in the kitchen where the hall was in the hall, and Yan Bai was a wife who was spoiled in the heart.

"Okay, I'll go out." Ji Baimo picked up the bowls and chopsticks. He leaned over and kissed Yan Bai's forehead gently. The slightly cool frame touched Yan Bai's skin. The amber eyes hidden under the lens were as gentle as jade, and the corners of his lips were smiling slightly.

Holding the thing, he was about to turn around and leave.

"Ding Dong..." Yan Bai lifted the cicada silk quilt and wore a white nightgown. The nightgown was not long. It was just as long as the length of her knees, revealing her slender legs. The sound was Yan Bai's left leg ankle, and there was something more on it. An exquisite silver ring with two silver bells on it. As long as it swayed gently, it would make a crisp sound. This silver leg ring looked exquisitely crafted, looked expensive and of high-quality material, and looked like an ornament that decorated the ankle. If the silver chain connected to the leg ring was ignored.

Yan Bai shook her left leg, and the bell on it sounded as the movements. The sound was very crisp and could be heard clearly even if it was far away. Obviously, this thing was installed by Ji Baimo for Yan Bai. When she was vague and tired of her consciousness.

"Mo Mo, what are you going to do?" Yan Bai did not show a distressed expression. She was still a little lazy, her eyes were clear, and she looked at Ji Baimo in front of her. Her voice was muted and her cherry pink lips raised, and she hooked Ji Baimo's corner of her clothes with one hand.

"I should have done this long ago." Ji Baimo's smile became gentler and fuller. He touched Yan Bai's head and continued.
Chapter completed!