Thank you for Waiting,Mister Tang!

Secretary Qian laughed: "good Mr. Qin."

She sighed: "he Dao himself is also spoiled body habitual raise, can't family affairs is actually normal."

Her consolation reminds Qin mo of uncle he and aunt su. In fact, he and he Huan are childhood sweethearts. There is always a generation of friendship between them. No matter how hard they make trouble, they will be embarrassed for their parents.

Thinking about it, I walked into the phone.

Secretary Qian said goodbye outside the elevator, and Qin Mo's mind had already flown away.

When I got to the parking lot, I got on the bus and started the car with one hand and lit a cigarette to refresh myself.

One day and one night, he was really a little tired.

But after two, he stopped smoking, listening to music all the way home.

It's eight o'clock.

It was quiet in the apartment. When he went in, he Huan and Yihuan collapsed on the sofa, especially Yihuan, whose four feet were straight and very sad.

Qin Mo smiles and closes the door.

Then, I saw the takeout on the dining table, and I hardly moved it.

He thought about it. Yihuan was rich in clothing and food since childhood. How could he get used to taking out such things.

Go in to sit care Huan side: "hungry or not?"

Little Yi Huan got up and said, "hungry."

He said again, "Dad, the baby is so hungry."

Qin Mo reached for her small head, felt not burning, and asked: "did you take medicine in the afternoon?"

"Yes, but the medicine is bitter." Yi Huan complains in a low voice and secretly looks at he Huan for fear that he Huan will be angry.

He Huan also sat up and scratched his hair: "you don't say you can't come back?"

Some of Qin Mo said, "if you don't come back, will Yihuan be hungry all the time?"

He Huan didn't say a word: "who let you even have an aunt here! I can't cook. "

"Not being able to cook seems to be your advantage, isn't it?" He pulled her hair and got up. "I can't make it easier. It's a little tired."

He walked toward the kitchen, and suddenly stopped and turned his head: "the day after tomorrow, my aunt will come, so Yihuan still lives with us. When you have nothing to do, you will stay at home to take care of her. I will have a rest on Saturdays and Sundays."

He Huan didn't say anything.

He went to the kitchen to cook rice and made a seafood rice for he Huan. In addition, he made a bowl of noodles with shredded chicken soup, round mushrooms, green vegetables and shredded chicken for xiaoyihuan. He drenched it with sesame oil, which was called delicious.

Qin Mo took the tray to the dining table and looked at it: "it's dinner."

They starved to death early in life, and came back one after another.

If you don't say much, you eat.

Qin Mo sat on one side and looked at it quietly. First he looked at Yihuan, then he Huan.

He Huan eat, also very fragrant, she is actually very small, 160, and very thin.

Qin Mo knows that she can eat, but because she always runs outside, she is still very thin.

He Huan 160. Maybe it's only about 90 kg, and you can hold it in one hand.

He watched quietly, then reached out and touched her face gently.

He Huan froze for a moment and looked up at him.

Qin Mo also suddenly returned to his senses with a faint smile: "can't you be touched?"

She didn't speak.

He said again, "you are my wife."

"Talking about this all day long, straight men still feel interesting when they have cancer attacks." He Huan snorted coldly.

Then she went on eating, and she was still very happy.

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