Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Qin Mo satisfactorily took Xiao Yihuan out of her arms and threw it to Shen Ting at the door: "Go back to the villa together in a while and wipe her saliva clean."

Really, bad things are all inherited, just like He Huan's childhood.

Qin Mo sat on the edge of the bed, He Huan also sat up and leaned against the head of the bed. She looked at him, "Yi Huan?"

Qin Mo stretched out his hand and gently touched her intent, before he smiled slightly, "After reading it, what do you think?"

He Huan let out a cry and slowly said, "I'm beautiful, just like me."

Qin Mo tugged at her hair: "Do you want a face, Mrs. Qin."

He Huan hummed, "I'm telling the truth."

Qin Mo suddenly lowered his head, with a low voice, "Yihuan's existence shows that we used to..."

"Don't say it!" He Huan's face was a little hot, and he whispered.

Qin Mo smiled softly: "I mean, we were really married once, what happened?"

He Huan immediately covered his face.

He is necrotic.

Qin Mo smiled again: ‘Okay, you can get up and go home. Let’s live in the villa tonight! ’

He Huan said, and opened the quilt. Qin Mo put her coat on, buttoned her hat, and He Huan raised his head: "Where am I so delicate?"

Qin Mo's eyes darkened, and he stretched out his hand to gently touch her face, and his voice became dumb as soon as he opened his mouth: "You were not in good health before, so you have to raise it recently."

He Huan gave a loud voice, and then asked naturally: "Why am I not in good health? I was in good health before?"

Qin Mo's eyes darkened, and for a long time, he didn't say anything.

"Can't say it?" He Huan asked him carefully.

Qin Mo smiled lightly: "No, it's just too long, I don't know how to say it for a while."

He Huan said, stood up and took his hand: ‘I’m hungry! ’

Qin Mo couldn't help but smiled, "Like a little pig, he either eats or sleeps."

He Huan spit out her tongue. In fact, she herself feels that this kind of life is... quite beautiful.

The two went out together. Yi Huan was sitting on the sofa, as if she was unhappy. Shen Ting squatted beside her and didn't know what to say to her. Shen Ting's expression was gentle, but it was a little harsh, so Yi Huan was not happy but did not dare to speak.

Qin Mo was amused, only to give some pointers, and Shen Ting managed to control Yihuan right now, not bad.

A family of four drove back to the villa with Qin Mo. In the car, Yi Huan unrestrainedly stuck to He Huan’s arms. He Huan was a little stiff. Although she liked it very kindly, she was really complete. Can't remember that I gave birth to such a big baby!

Therefore, from the company to the villa, He Huan's body has been stiff, so after arriving at the villa, the neck muscles are all stiff.

But Yihuan is very satisfied. She twitters all the way, and she doesn't actually have so many words.

He Huan left her alone, and listening to Yi Huan's voice, um...it was quite lively.

Back to the villa, it turned out that the two men were cooking, and Yi Huan took her mother upstairs like a treasure. He Huan worked hard to cooperate and went to the master bedroom on the second floor.

Yi Huan looked a little excited, and stretched out his hand to open the door: "DDDDDDDD, mom, look, it's all roses, I prepared Gothic with Shen Ting."

But as soon as the door opened, the roses on that bed had faded long ago.