Thank you for Waiting,Mister Tang!

It seems that Qin Mo loves children more.

He knew how to be a good father and a good husband, but she didn't give him a chance. He didn't want to give him a chance I don't think so.

Over the years, they have been torturing each other.

It hurt me, but I cut it like a knife. It's blunt and painful.

He Huan lay down like this for a long time and finally felt sleepy.

When her breath calms down, Qin Mo opens his eyes and looks at her quietly, his wife.

He Huan sleeps a little heavy, probably is also exhausted.

Qin Mo's eyes moved to his little girl again. After a while, he closed his eyes.

At such a tender moment, he could not bear to sleep.

But he was still a little tired. He reached for the little thing and gently held it in his arms.

Yi Huan's little one, tucked in his arms, was particularly obedient.

Qin Mo bowed his head and kissed her.

Later, everything became more peaceful and beautiful.

Yihuan sleeps uneasily. She sleeps in Qin Mo's arms, rolls into he Huan's arms, wakes up again, looks at her mother and her father --

how happy she is when she is ill.

The little paw stealthily grasps the parents' hands and feels that he is the happiest baby in the world.

He Huan wakes up again. It's already ten o'clock in the morning. His eyes are sour and some astringent. He Huan grabs his mobile phone and looks at it.

Shut down.

She turned it on, and then countless phone calls came in. Her assistant and some business partners called. She thought that the phone was out of power, and there were still two compartments.

It must have been turned off by Qin mo.

He Huan sat alone on the bed, scratched his hair, picked several important people to call him, and when he finished, he threw down his mobile phone and went to find Qin mo.

Qin Mo is accompanying Yihuan.

He Huan sat on the sofa opposite: "did you turn off my mobile phone?"

Qin Mo looked at her with a cold attitude: "do you only care about work? Don't you ask if Yihuan's fever has gone

He Huan stagnated for a moment, wanted to ask, but could not ask.

Qin Mo also didn't sell off, said in a low voice: "it's fever, but these two days still need to take good care of, you see us two who stay at home to take care of her."

He looked at her expression, and then he whispered: "he Huan, you don't want to give her to the servants or my parents. She is our child. Who cares if we don't take care of her?"

He Huan was a little difficult: "I'll take care of it in the afternoon. I have something to deal with tomorrow."

Qin Mo looked at her, did not say anything, even agreed.

He huanting that what, reached out to touch Yi Huan's small head, "not hot Oh?"

Qin Mo pursed his lower lip, "I'm going to make a meal."

He Huan stopped him: "isn't Auntie invited here?"

"I'll talk about it later," Qin said

He Huan was in a hurry: "we can't keep working like this all the time."

"You don't have to work. Do I have any problem raising you?" He looked at her quietly.

He Huan's face don't go to one side, "you know I don't mean that."

"She will go to nursery school soon. If you don't have time, I will take it to the company. There are always many secretaries willing to take care of her."

He Huan was run by him again. However, she didn't know how to deal with him, so she pretended not to understand. [update tomorrow morning, before 11:00 ~ ~]

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