He Huan's expression is a little strange, "how can you think it's his cigarette?"

Qin Mo's tone is a little strange, the expression on the face is not very good-looking: "whose is that, Kangqiao's?"

Conjo is also very good-looking, not impossible!

Qin Mo is now like a jealous woman.

He Huan looked at him, then took out a cigarette from the cigarette box, and said very gently, "I smoked it myself."

Finish saying, Qin Mo's eyes changed again, staring at her for a long time, just low voice: "he Huan, you are a woman."

"I know!" Her innocent face, and he was even more angry, staring at her.

He Huan is at a loss.

But Qin Mo's facial expression is not good-looking: "the woman smokes what cigarette!"

He Huan looked at him, and after a while, he said softly, "sometimes I want to smoke one because of the pressure of work."

Qin Mo couldn't help but throw the cigarette box to her and threw it into the garbage can. She said in a domineering way: "no smoking in the future."

He huanman speechless: "Qin Mo, this is for work."

"Not for work. I don't like women smoking." His voice was a little low and his eyes were fixed on her.

He Huan is very speechless, do not want to top with him, also did not make a sound.

But Qin Mo is not satisfied, gently pinched her chin: "said, said that after no smoking."

He Huan was also a man of backbone and temper, and turned to open his face: "I can't guarantee it! Besides, I'm not your one now

Qin Mo's eyes are stained with a layer of black fog, which makes people can't see clearly, but also some are afraid.

"Is it?" He said lightly, and then said to himself, "yes, we are nothing at present."

With that, he went to the French window, wanted to smoke, and thought of Yihuan sleeping here and gave up. He looked at the night outside and stood for a long time.

He Huan thought that he was going to fight the cold war to the end and wanted to take a shower, so he got up.

Just moved for a moment, he said: "he Huan, do you think I must you?"

She stopped and stood, her eyes fixed on him.

Qin Mo said quietly, "after so many years, I'm actually a little tired."

He Huan's heart palpitations, like the feeling of being pulled tight all of a sudden.

She didn't know what was wrong with her, only that she felt uncomfortable.

He said he was tired.

He Huan's voice some low: "tired words have a good rest, I go to take a bath first."

She's been tired all day, and she doesn't have the time and energy to argue with him.

But she went into the bathroom, Qin Mo followed in, reached out and took her arm, the voice was low, "he Huan, can't you coax me?"

He Huan did not make a sound, he put her against the wall, almost gnashing his teeth: "you this little thing without conscience."

With that, he gave her a good kiss.

This kiss came too unexpectedly. He Huan couldn't help it. Her lip biting voice was full of hoarseness and helplessness, "you let me go!"

"No Qin Mo's voice was deep and angry, and then her face was buried in her neck and took a bite: "you little bastard!"

Scold a, bite a bit, just a moment he Huan's neck some can't see.

She pushed him, Qin Mo stepped back, and then pressed her on the door.

He Huan resisted. After several times, she was panting, biting her lips and staring at him: "are you here for this kind of thing?"

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