"Ink and wash." He came out of his study and found that the person who should have been sitting on the sofa had disappeared.

For a moment, he was so frightened that he immediately went downstairs.

"Husband." But Ye came out of the room upstairs.

Ye Miao only feels cold sweat on his back. When he left, he doesn't know at all. He probably didn't hear what he said in his study.

Ye Shui-Mo held Jinbao's favorite doll in his hand. "The doll is dirty. I'll wash it."

"Ink and wash, I want to talk to you about something." Ye Zhao wanted to take over the doll, but he could...