Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Xiao Yihuan looked at her parents, and then ate her baby's fragrant noodles.

Even though Qin Mo was very tired this night, he still helped Yihuan take a bath.

He Huan was watching.

In the pink bathtub, it is incredibly fragrant! ! !

Our Qin Yihuan was lying naked inside, covered with white bubbles, like a mosaic.

Qin Mo helped her wash her small arms, calves and belly, and sighed contentedly.

So comfortable, Baba washes so comfortable.

He Huan learns experience on the sidelines.

After washing, Qin Mo dragged the little girl out, wrapped it in a large bath towel and carried it back to the children's room, and took her pajamas to help her put it on.

The little girl washed fragrantly and softly, and gave her father a kiss.

That picture is pink.

Even He Huan has to admit that there is a source for the saying that his daughter is Xiaoqing from his father's previous life.

Qin Mo kissed the little guy too, "Sleep well after taking the medicine."

Yi Huan obediently put the medicine and water he brought over to her belly, and then went to sleep with a blanket.

He Huan looked at it and felt that Yi Huan was very happy.

When she left the little girl's bedroom, she couldn't help but speak: "She looks very happy, Qin Mo, you take good care of it."

Qin Mo glanced at her, and then said quietly, "I can take care of you very well."

He Huan felt that he couldn't talk with him anymore, so why did he get involved with her again.

Back to the bedroom together, Qin Mo leaned directly on the sofa, looking slightly tired.

He Huan looked at him and didn't dare to provoke him, and said softly: "I'll take a bath first. You should also wash and sleep early."

He didn't look at her, but gave a faint hum.

He Huan thought to himself that he probably wanted to be angry with her in his heart.

He Huan took the bathrobe and went into the bathroom, turning on the hot water to rinse himself.

There is still work to be done tomorrow in her mind, about the contract with Concho or something, her mind is chaotic and a little hot.

Qin Mo appeared silently, hooked her waist from behind, and within a second she was pressed against the wall.

Afterwards, her lips were kissed, even too late to resist.

He Huan bit his lip: "Qin Mo, what are you doing, let me go."

He didn't let it go, not only did he kiss deeper, and bit her lips in a pampering and pampering kiss, and his voice was even more hoarse: "I didn't finish it last night, I will continue to do it now, eh?"

He Huan felt that the air in his lungs was squeezed out by him, and it was difficult to breathe.

She bit her lip, twisted desperately, and turned her face aside: "Don't be here."

This sentence is a bit shameful.

Doing this kind of thing, Qin Mo has always been the only one to do what he wants, but now seeing her twisting her face with a humiliating look, she is angry and funny, and there is a hint of inexplicable distress.

His voice was low and mute, "Is it uncomfortable here? You are so small that I can hold it with one hand."

His voice is really hoarse and sexy, and a woman can fall into it.

He Huan was kissed by one of his hands. He was wearing clothes but quickly got wet from the shower head behind his back. He was wet with her in front of him. He was obviously very tired, but he seemed to be alive when he touched her. Come here.

Where I need rest, where I need sleep, all I need is her...

After kissing like this, He Huan slowly hugged his waist with his refusal from the beginning, resting his head on his shoulders, his aura in chaos: "Qin Mo..."