Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Qin Mo probably felt his emotions and smiled softly: ‘You can go to school with Yi Huan in the future. ’

He knew that Qin Xuan had never gone to school, but he didn't know that Qin Xuan had read books by himself, and he had already surpassed ordinary children. Going to kindergarten would be a waste.

Qin Mo's car was parked at the entrance of a high-end kindergarten, half an hour before the Yi Huan children were over from school, Qin Mo took his cell phone back and dialed He Huan's number.

Qin Mo's voice was slightly muffled: "He Huan, Yi Huan, I will go home after a while."

"Are you getting off work so early?" He Huan was a little surprised.

Qin Mo

Nodded, then whispered again: "There is another kid coming, do you remember Qin Lu? Qin Lu's son."

After all, He Huan had never met Qin Lu, only heard the name, so it was a long time before he remembered, oh, "Qin Lu is back?"

Qin Mo didn't say a word, and was silent for a while before whispering: "I'll talk at home."

He Huan said again, very well-behaved, Qin Mo's heart slipped soft, and there was some unspeakable taste, the bitterness and pain in his heart seemed to be cured for most, his voice was a little dumb and a little gentle: "I'll be back in a while."

He Huan said, Qin Mo hung up his cell phone and suddenly regained consciousness, Qin Xuan climbed to him from the back seat.

Qin Mo put the phone on the central control and asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"

Qin Xuan was a little nervous sitting next to him, but he still mustered the courage to ask: "Uncle Qin Mo, is my father called Qin Lu?"

Qin Mo thought for a while and nodded.

Afterwards, he stretched out his hand and gently stroked the little guy's forehead: "He is a hero, a great person, and we, Qin Xuan, will become like that when we grow up."

Qin Xuan looked straight at Qin Mo.

Qin Mo smiled: "What's the matter?"

Little Qin Xuan tightened his lips, and it took a long time to whisper: "I heard people say that I won't live long, uncle, you may not be able to wait for me to grow up."

After finishing speaking, he himself was a little frustrated with his small mouth tightly closed.

Qin Mo reached out and patted his little head and smiled: "You will be fine with uncle here."

Qin Xuan's gaze fell on him, as if he was judging whether his words were true or false, and Qin Mo smiled again: "Your Aunt Chen is the best surgeon in the world."

Qin Xuan stared at Qin Mo, before squeezing out for a long time: "Isn't it Uncle Qin Chen?"

Qin Mo couldn't help laughing, "She is a girl."

Qin Xuan took a breath, "But she is more handsome than her uncle."

Qin Mo touched his nose, "Really?"

This is not the first time someone said that losing to his sister was really speechless. Last year, the top ten gold singles were voted in the B market. The young women just ignored the fact that Qin Chen is a woman, and even the fact that she was married The birthplace put Qin Chen on the first throne.

Now he is his own little guy, and it is said that Qin Chen is more handsome, and Qin Mo feels very credible for that ranking.

He stretched out his hand and touched Qin Xuan's little head: "You will also be handsome in the future. Our Qin family men are not bad."

Qin Xuan was a little unfamiliar with the term man. He always knew that he was sick, and under the emphasis of the nurse, he knew that he would not live long. He had never longed to live long and become a man. And this is the first time I have heard others say this.