Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Qin Mo's fingers couldn't help but touch He Huan's face, "Of course you are cruel, and you are the cruel little thing who abandoned the husband and the son."

After not talking enough, she squeezed her face severely.

He Huan cried out strangely, with no temperament, as if she had returned to her teenage years.

Qin Mo stared at her for a while, and suddenly said: "You are only 33 years old, He Huan, I was 32 years old when you got married."

And now, he is 40.

Qin Mo thought to himself that he was 40, 7 years older than her.

He suddenly worried that she would dislike him for being old, and gently pinched her chin: "Is it disgusting that I am old, eh?"

His appearance is quite serious.

He Huan was quite speechless, staring at him for a long time, "Qin Mo, you are all boring."

The strength in Qin Mo's hand increased a bit, and she screamed again and again...

Later, she was still tired, but Qin Mo refused to let her go to sleep, and only let her lean on herself.

He Huan leaned in his arms and was so sleepy that his eyes were drawn into a slit, and his voice was as innocent as a little sheep: "What happened to you Qin Mo?"

Qin Mo looked down at the little girl in his arms. He had liked the little girl for many years, and muttered softly, "He Huan, this is the only night in our lifetime."

She talked a lot to him tonight, he was very happy and wanted to say something and wanted to do something, but in the end he just wanted to spend a night alone with her.

He Huan is with me this night, not lonely.

He Huan fell asleep.

In his arms.

Qin Mo checked the time, it was 3:30 in the morning.

He chuckled softly, and she had survived long enough.

The heating is sufficient, but at night, He Huan squeezes his body into his arms, very cute and coquettish.

Qin Mo reached out and took the coat on the back of the sofa to cover her, adjusted and leaned against her so that she fell comfortably in his arms.

On the coffee table, there is still a little bit of wine in the goblet, swaying gently at night, exuding a charming color.

Suddenly Qin Mo didn't want to live up to this night, this fine wine, there was such a sudden gentleness.

He reached for the wine glass and took turns drinking.

Drinking with this gentle night, drinking with tonight's affection, drinking with the little guy in his arms, everything is so wonderful, so wonderful that he hardly wants to sleep.

But when he touched her face with his hand and looked at the faint greenness, he still hesitated and flinched.

Finally, I could only let her go with a sigh.

Hangover and staying up late are extremely sad, especially He Huan's health is not good.

She woke up from her dream and sat up to see that it was eleven o'clock in the morning. The sun had already reached P, and He Huan scratched her hair with a headache.

Then, as if thinking of something, I grabbed my phone and swiped the Maoyan box office list. I was pleasantly surprised to see that today’s box office list is "Twin", which has reached 150 million so far, and Ai Jia’s commercial film is in production. Only one hundred and thirty million is missing 20 million.

He Huan rubbed his eyes and couldn't believe he really caught up.

At this moment, Qin Mo came over, and He Huan raised his eyes, looking at him baffledly, and his voice was even more like a little sheep: "Qin Mo, the box office is number one."

Qin Mo dressed in formal attire, walked over and leaned in and kissed her, with a smile in his voice: "Isn't it normal? I did it myself."

He Huan hummed twice: ‘You are so bad now. ’