Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

He Huan smiled: "I'm a few years younger than you, and... a man who calculates too much looks easy to get old."

He glared at her.

And He Huan still smiled slightly: "By the way, President Qin, what we said early in the morning was not bad. You are still staying in school for probation. Don't think too much about childbirth for the time being. It is easy to get old."

Qin Mo still stared at her, no, he really wanted to kill her or kill her.

At least to stop her annoying little mouth!

But he didn't do anything, just looked at her with a spoiling mood.

After He Huan finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Qin Mo still couldn't bear it, he caught her back and locked it in his arms.

She lowered her head and rubbed her little face, her voice was even more hoarse, "You little bad guy, where did you learn such a bad thing."

He Huan's face blushed without knowing what was wrong, and his voice was as low as his: ‘I learned it from you. ’

Qin Mo couldn't help but think of their lingering last night, with an unspeakable heartbeat, watching her kiss her lightly for a while before letting go, his voice rustling, "I know, let's go first, come over on weekends." ."

He added another sentence: "I will come here alone."

He Huan wanted to say something, then gave up, just smiled lightly.

Qin Mo still left, and he had to leave when the special plane was scheduled.

He Huan continued filming.

The next time, it was like being in love...

Everyone in the crew can feel He Huan’s changes. She has become soft and gentle, and her filming style has also affected her. There are some hidden warmth in the originally melancholic plot, especially the heroine being taught by He Huan. It's very good, even Kang Qiao is a little amazing, because the heroine is not a newcomer, but she has never been so amazing...

In fact, in He Huan's own works, he has never been so warm and affectionate before.

It's not sweetness, it's warmth, it's a kind of tenderness that flows through years and women.

Kang Qiao was amazed, watching the replayed image, and then whispering to He Huan beside him: "It seems that your husband and wife have a very good relationship recently."

He Huan snorted.

Kang Qiao laughed slightly and continued to watch. He Huan's voice sounded beside him: "I took a picture of you, it's not bad."

After speaking, He Huan said to himself: "This film can probably make a lot of people popular."

She said, patted Concho: "Prepare to be a big hit."

Concho's reaction was peculiar.

The shooting went smoothly unexpectedly. Qin Mo also came over during the weekend, and He Huan could only accompany him at night.

He also dried her body. After being depressed for a week, he only asked for it twice with enthusiasm. After the break, it was already 8 o'clock. He kissed her, "Going out to eat or order room service in the hotel?"

He Huan was still very tired, leaning on his waist: "Just eat here, you tell me to take a bath."

Said, sat up, exhaled, and looked at him: "You have too much energy."

Qin Mo laughed, squeezed her face, then got up and tied the belt, "Should I take you?"

"No need." He Huan was willing to let him hold and ran away by himself.

Qin Mo went to order a meal, and then he smoked two cigarettes in the living room and the meal arrived.

He arranged the dining room and went to find He Huan in the bathroom.

He Huan had already put on the bathrobe, and was facing the mirror with care products. He smiled and hugged her from behind: "I thought you didn't care."