Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

He Huan was also quite speechless. Looking back at Aunt Lan, he couldn't speak for a long time.

Aunt Lan, smiled, "I miss it now."

The old man went back to wash up, and she didn't know much about the world of young people.

He Huan looked at the direction outside and stood for a while.

Later Yi Huan pulled her hand: "Mama, did my father quarrel with you?"

He Huan squatted down, "No, Dad has a job."

Xiao Yihuan's expression is a bit strange: "But my father said that he likes his mother better."

He Huan's heart is too bad. Qin Mo teaches what's not good, and his teaching loves this.

She went back with Yi Huan. The dinner was eaten by the three women, old, middle and small. In the evening, He Huan gave Yi Huan a bath. After a few days, she was already very skilled.

At night, Yihuan slept with her. She told a fairy tale to Yihuan. As Yihuan listened, her small eyes were about to close. After a while, her voice was very soft and light, and she was confused, "Mom, I miss Dad."

He Huan was taken aback, and then kissed her on the forehead: "Call Dad tomorrow morning."

"But I miss him now." Yi Huan was also a princess who grew up since she was a child, and Qin Mo was there on call.

He Huan thought for a while, but agreed, took his cell phone and dialed Qin Mo's number.

The phone was connected, and the voice over there seemed to be in a bar.

He Huan frowned and heard Qin Mo's voice slightly cold: "Something? ’

He Huan bit his lip: "Yi Huan wants to talk to you."

When she said that, she gave her phone to Yi Huan. Where did Yi Huan know that the adults were surging, and she spoke sweetly to Qin Mo. After talking for a few minutes, she yawned and fell asleep with her little head tilted.

He Huan took the phone out of her hand, looked at it again, and hung up.

She sighed silently, feeling that Qin Mo seemed a little naive.

But she knew it in her heart, because of the ‘panda blood’ around her, she always had some different feelings towards him, and this man took the opportunity to be proud.

He Huan threw the phone aside and lay flat...

On the other side of City B, Qin Mo and Lan Yu were sitting face to face in a bar. It was already ten o'clock in the night. Lan Yu raised his hand and looked at the following table: "It's ten o'clock, are you really not going back to He Huan?"

He said that he was about to get up, and Qin Mo stretched out his hand to stop him: "I just sat for a while and then left. Are you now a **** by Chenchen?"

Lan Yu let out a laugh, "I'm sure I'm in bed, I'm a man, Chenchen is a woman."

Qin Mo cast a mocking look: "I don't know your tricks."

"Give me some face, okay?" Lan Yu glanced at him, then took his wine glass and drank his little wine, and said slowly: "By the way, He Huan is now single, young and rich, and has seen her recently. It’s a lot more beautiful at one time. Chenchen said that men like this one. Don’t worry if you leave her alone at home?"

Qin Mo stared at Lan Yu: "You come here less. He Huan won't like others."

"Where is Rong Yue?" Lan Yu smiled when he said this. His son was also called Rong Yue before. It was because Qin Mo cared that he changed to Lan Yue now. Of course, he felt a lot more comfortable.

Qin Mo's expression was even more unpleasant, looking at his brother-in-law's handsome face, he really wanted to punch him up to get rid of the complacency on his face.