Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Qin Mo was silent for a while, and said indifferently, "Because something happened to you before, so it's better for someone to follow."

He Huan asked bluntly, "Are you not a human Qin Mo?"

Qin Mo's face turned black, and he glanced at her: "I can't follow you all the time."

He wanted to take her with him from time to time, but He Huan has always been an active baby. She went to study abroad when she was 20 years old. She went to study for a few years. Later, after marrying him, she was even more distressed. When we were really together, we were still young.

There was a little more tenderness in his heart, so he couldn't help but stroked her hair.

He Huan had been huddled in the corner, and was motionless now.

I'm afraid he has something else.

Qin Mo, there was nothing else, he touched her hair and withdrew his hand.

He Huan was still shrinking there, staring at him quietly.

For a long time, she seemed to have remembered something, and bit her lip and asked softly: "Qin Mo, why and how did I get hurt?"

Qin Mo looked at her quietly, and then whispered for a long time: "I was thrown to the ground by a fanatical fan and his head...injured..."

He didn't hide her, his voice was very soft: "You have a small blood clot in the back of your brain, which is oppressing the nerve, so I can't remember it for the time being."

He Huan was stunned for a moment, and then whispered: "Then I won't remember it all the time?"

Qin Mo stretched out his hand, pulled her over, and placed her in his arms.

He Huan wanted to avoid it, but he refused. He kept pressing her in his arms, stroking her little head like a puppy, but his voice was suddenly dumb: "In fact, I can't remember. It doesn't matter."

He Huan looked up at him with a small face, a touch of moisture in his eyes.

In fact, the 40-year-old Qin Mo is much gentler than the 25-year-old Qin Mo, but she is more afraid of him.

As for this kind of fear, it is actually different from the previous fear. As for the difference, even He Huan himself couldn't tell.

She stared at him blankly, and he smiled slightly. It took a long time before she deliberately asked, "Where is that person?"

Qin Mo looked at her quietly without saying anything, just a little unpredictable in his eyes.

So He Huan knew that after the heart palpitations, it was a wild beating.

After all, this cannot be understood by the 18-year-old He Huan.

She bit her lip, and it took a long time before she murmured: "Should not he be handed over to the law?"

Qin Mo smiled faintly, then smiled slightly: "Even if he is sentenced to a few years, after he comes out, he will be a mad dog."

In Qin Mo's world, he believes in cutting grass and roots.

Moreover, that person was used by others, and he couldn't tolerate it.

He Huan was a little stunned when he said this, and he didn't recover for a long time.

After a long time, she gently broke away from him and shrank to the original corner.

The car was very spacious. She was actually far away from Qin Mo when she was shrinking there. Qin Mo didn't force her, but smiled, "Do you think I'm scary?"

He Huan shook his head, but quickly nodded again.

Just don't speak, look bored.

After a long time, she whispered: "I want to restore my memory, but I'm afraid it will be bad."

Her gaze fell on his face, her gaze was a bit complicated.

Softness grew in Qin Mo's heart, "We are definitely not as bad as you think, in fact, we are beyond your imagination..."