Yuhan wanted to sleep with Xiao Yuexi at night, Mo Chuhao refused to leave with a dead face, so he moved a big sofa and occupied most of the room, and he wanted to sleep on the sofa.

At that time, the situation was urgent, everything was simple, the doctor on duty at night didn't know Mo Chuhao at all, and the assigned ward was only a single room.

Yuhan pursed her lips, he could do whatever he liked, and she didn't bother to say, let him go.

But if he climbs her bed in the middle of the night, she promises that her feet will not be weak, and if she doesn't kick him, she won't be surnamed Shangguan.

The next day, Yuhan got up early, looked at the little girl who was sleeping soundly in her arms, and didn't feel embarrassed.

Gently pulled the quilt open, got up lightly, turned his head, and just saw the man on the sofa.

The sofa is not big, only enough for the man to curl up in it, his face is facing the direction of the bed, and he is quiet and warm with his eyes closed.

The years are quiet, they don't belong to me!

Yuhan's nose suddenly became a little sour, and she turned her head, she always knew that he was very handsome, a typical handsome and golden**oss.

So she was cautious, thinking that she had kept her heart, and when she understood, she suddenly realized that she didn't know herself at all.

Small Theatre:

Ye Bai Feng crossed Erlang's legs: Hey, which of you came out to chat with me?

Dead silent! The computer screen is pitch black.

Night Bai Feng smashed the mouse wildly: Hey, hey, what about people, what about people?

Mo Qingjue finally couldn't stand it anymore and appeared cowardly. Looking at the handsome face enlarged on the screen, with a dissatisfied face, Yuhan's whole person was comfortable!

Mo Qingjue: Why is it a lion roar in the middle of the night every time? Disturbing dreams!

Night White Maple was ecstatic: because he was lonely late at night, he needed comfort.

Mo Qingjue raised her eyelids slightly: What are you comforting?

Night Bai Feng howled and cried: I'm so sad, there are not many people reading my books, so why do I have to struggle to code words?

Mo Qingjue: Author, no one looks at you because you are not popular yet, what is it if you are not popular now?

Night Bai Feng sobbed: Well, yes, no hurry.

Mo Qingjue: The days when you won't be popular in the future will be long, so you have to muster up the courage to write a few more articles.

Night White Maple: ......

Mo Qingjue: Because you don't write, you don't know how scummy you write.

Ye Bai Feng's sleeves wiped away his tears: What do you want to say?

Mo Qingjue: Hey, I'm angry, who said that readers like to chase the wind? Who said that a great god can do well in this book?

Night White Maple: Well, no, hum!

Mo Qingjue: Xiao Yeye, let me tell you, wrong, really can! Of course, you still have to work hard, you write so hard every day, isn't it just to prove to those who look down on you that you really can't be popular!

Night Bai Feng took a deep breath: Go straight and turn right, it's good to go!

Mo Qingjue: I've been fighting in front of the computer for a long time, and I've finished updating, looking at the poor clicks, comments, and favorites, do you think the dream is farther away?

Night White Maple was silent

Mo Qingjue: It doesn't matter, life is so unexpected, if you don't work hard, how do you know that you are really so bad?

Ye Bai Feng: Mo Qingjue, you give me a little trouble!

Mo Qingjue: Believe in yourself, as long as you work hard, there is no subject that you can't smash, live with a smile, there are new blows every day, Oye!

Ye Bai Feng looked at him coldly, and decisively locked him into the small black room.

Ye Bai Feng: You're right, believe in yourself, as long as you work hard, no black house can hold you, live with a smile, you can look forward to when you will be released every day, anyone with a dream is amazing!

Through a door, the dark room was unusually quiet.

Mo Qingjue yelled: You, you, you are a grace to take revenge for the evil and help the femme fatale, wow wow wow, the most poisonous woman's heart, woo, I want to go home, next time I will never come out to see you again!