Thank you for Waiting,Mister Tang!

Looking at Qin Mo and Yi Huan, he Huan is a little ignorant.

But she walked by and stood in front of him, "really come here?"

Qin Mo's eyes were deep, "I am going to come here with a lot of fun."

He is very quiet. Isn't he coming by himself?

But she always wanted to be happy, to embrace it, Qin Mo whispered, "I hug her and she is asleep, you pull the suitcase."

He is clearly to be a couple of the crew. He Huan is not good at refusing and saying in front of many actors. He pulls his suitcase and walks into the elevator at a glance.

There are many people, of course, they won't be the three. The relationship between Kangqiao and Qin Mo naturally came to say hello. But the more I was with Kangqiao, it was a little sudden to retreat at this time, so it was also with the past.

The atmosphere in the elevator is a bit strange. Qin Mo has nothing to say about the existence of Rong Yue, but points down, and the more tolerant it is.

Conjo is just watching the play, but he said to Rong Yue before, the more should not be able to sink into the deep.

When the elevator is at the top floor, everyone goes out to have a good night together. Conjo and Rong Yue live in another room.

More and more steps, or fell over the head, eyes quietly fall behind the direction.

He Huan and Qin Mo stood at the door of the room, he Huan took the card in the brush, and then they went in together.

The door closed again, and the more he could still look quietly.

"Don't think about it," conjo patted his shoulder

More and more back to the eyes, then astringent smile: "have time to drink a cup?"

"There is probably a time for drinking," he said with a smile

Finally, I went to conjo and had a few drinks.

In another room, Qin Mo just went in and frowned: "here is a bed?"

He Huan did not think about other, so he said: "I sleep alone, a bed is not enough?"

Qin Mo put Yihuan on the bed, took off her coat, covered the quilt, and made her feet light.

"There are not three people now," he said in a low voice, straightening up

He Huan said nothing, looking at the sofa beside: "you sleep on the sofa."

"Why am I sleeping on the sofa?" Qin Mo came over quietly, and hugged her waist as soon as he reached out.

He Huan was frightened and caught in his arms.

He Huan had a little wine and smoked it.

At this time, he Huan held her so much, and he Huan's legs were soft. He reached out to push him away, and reached on his shoulder and felt like a kitten.

She can only stare at him.

Qin Mo smiled low, and his voice was hoarse. "How, don't give up my arms?"

He Huan stared at him: "you are less here."

She still broke his arms and went to the sofa and sat down.

Qin Mo found a pack of cigarettes on the tea table, and his face changed slightly. "Who is this cigarette? What about the more? You didn't tell me he was here! "

He Huan looked at him, and his expression was strange: "it seems you can't manage it!"

After she finished, Qin Mo had sat beside her, and she was easily held on her leg with one hand.

He Huan is a very small woman, in his arms appears smaller, and he picks up the bag of cigarettes: "you have not answered the question, the more smoke, he came to your room?"

At this time, he did not cover up his jealousy, expression and tone had a sense of judgment.

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