Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Waiting for Qin Chen to prepare the dishes, it was already an hour later. Four dishes and two court dim sums were something you couldn't eat outside.

Qin Chen herself was too late, she had surgery.

When he left, He Huan couldn't bear it. That's right, handsome and gentle, he can cook, he was an upgraded version of Qin Mo.

He Huan is a pity, such Qin Chen is a woman.

She didn't know that she actually sighed.

Qin Mo's voice sounded dangerously: "If Qin Chen is a man, what do you want?"

He Huan was taken aback, turned around to look at Qin Mo, and stammered: "I didn't think about it."

Later, another sentence was added: "What can I do."

Qin Mo blocked her mouth with his mouth and glanced at her, "Don't even think about it!"

"I know, it's guilty to think." He Huan bit his mouth and hummed.

Qin Mo was a little dissatisfied at first, but now he smiled lightly, stretched out his hand to pinch her face, "Dare you talk back?"

"Where do I dare?" He Huan was still bored, looking at Qin Mo again for a while, and remembering something: ‘Will she starve to death if she doesn’t eat in Chen? ’

"It doesn't matter if she doesn't eat for two days." Qin Mo teased her.

He Huan glanced at him: "Is she a camel?"

Qin Mo thought for a while, and replied solemnly: ‘She may not have a hump, so Huanhuan may have such a function. ’

He Huan stared at him, and it took about a minute before he realized what he was talking about.

Staring at him, his face flushed.

Later, I was reluctant to talk to him, just sullenly eat and eat.

Qin Mo smiled.

After a while, he teased her again, "Did you buy a gift for me yesterday?"

He Huan let out a cry, but remembered it, and cocked his mouth: ‘I ran into my mother later. ’

When she speaks, she is always a little squeamish.

Qin Mo felt soft, staring at her, and asked her lowly: "Then tell me, if I don't go, will you go home with your mother? Or insist on staying with me?"

Oops, I'm obviously an old husband and old wife. Talking about this now has a taste of first love.

Qin Mo also had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

He Huan let out a cry, and hung his head, as if thinking of something for a while: ‘You are here! ’

Without more work, there will only be four words.

You are here!

Qin Mo stretched out his hand, gently touched her face, and then muttered, "Fool."

"I'm not stupid!" He Huan whispered.

Qin Mo smiled, "You are not stupid, why come back with me?"

He Huan didn't speak, but there was a touch of water in his eyes, Qin Mo knew that his joke was a little overdone, and gently squeezed her face: "I'll take you around in a while."

He Huan was a little worried: "Didn't you feel uncomfortable last night?"

He smiled in a gentle voice: "It's much better now."

He Huan uttered an audible sound, and ate something bored.

Qin Mo knew her temper, so he must have been angry.

So he stretched out his hand, gently held her, and said softly: "It won't be anymore."

She didn’t say anything, she was still a little downhearted. In fact, he understood that she couldn’t let it go, because her heart was filled with Rong Yue, but living with him was a kind of compromise. She probably couldn’t accept it. Be like this yourself.

Qin Mo felt a little distressed, shook her hand, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "We are a husband and wife, even if your memory is only 18 years old, but your body is 33 years old. We have been husband and wife for many years. You belong to me. , Has never belonged to Rong Yue."