Qin Mo looked at her.

Her small face was bitter, and she looked up at him with a pitiful look.

Qin Mo's voice was hoarse, "Swallow it down."

She shook her head, still rejecting the bitter medicine.

But at this moment Qin Mo pressed her shoulders with both hands and leaned towards her.

He Huan opened his eyes wide, knowing what he was going to do, and immediately covered his lips, and gave the medicine down without a single sound. The whole process was a little embarrassing.

Qin Mo looked at her and slowly let go of his hand.

After he retracted his hand, He Huan coughed twice. When he saw him again, he wanted to talk, but Qin Mo stopped her with a faint expression: "Sleep, talk about it tomorrow."

What else did she want to say, Qin Mo had already pressed her shoulder again and let her lie down half forcibly.

When He Huan moved, he said indifferently: "If you want to talk, then we have nothing to talk about."

So He Huan understood that he should either go to bed now or get out, and he expressed it vividly.

She had no choice but to sleep with her eyes closed. In fact, she was still a little scared. She was afraid that Qin Mo would sleep with her, but she closed her eyes for a long time without moving. She opened her eyes and was stunned.

Qin Mo stood by the bed, his black eyes locked in her, and said nothing, just looking at her. Up

I don't know why, He Huan closed her eyes immediately, she didn't even dare to look more.

It was obvious that they had been a husband and wife for many years, but his eyes at this time still made her feel a little scared.

Before closing his eyes, Qin Mo's voice was low and hoarse: "We will talk about it tomorrow."

As he said, he bent over to cover her with a quilt, and then took a deep look at her before he wanted to leave.

The arm was caught by He Huan's hand.

He turned around.

He Huan held him halfway with one hand, opened his eyes, and looked at him pleadingly: "Qin Mo, I beg you."

His expression was clear and noble, staring at her silently, and then he whispered for a long time: "Sleep first, talk tomorrow."

He opened her hand gently, and then walked out of her sight.

He Huan was startled, for a long time, she bit her lip, and there was a pain in her eyes.

In fact, she knew in her heart that Qin Mo would not give in easily. She didn't know what he wanted to do...

She was very sleepy, tired and uncomfortable, closed her eyes, and fell asleep later.

But Qin Mo went out, his eyes quietly fell on the dining table, and of course he was not in the mood to continue eating.

Walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, stood there, bowed his head for a while and lit a cigarette.

Slowly smoking, standing till late at night, his posture was cold.

In fact, the heights are so cold, who can know his loneliness.

When the soot between his fingers burned out, he took another dig without digging it, and then let out a deep breath.

Qin Mo turned and walked into the bedroom.

He Huan was still asleep.

He looked at her quietly for a long time, then took the bathrobe and went to the bathroom.

When he came out, he was refreshed and looked at He Huan silently.

In the end he was probably angry. He didn't sleep with her, he slept somewhere else.

When He Huan woke up early in the morning, Qin Mo was already up. He was wearing a tie and watching her sit up. He quickly fastened the tie and walked over and stroked her face: "You had a low-grade fever last night."

Later he still guarded her all night.

He Huan looked at Qin Mo, her throat a little sore and dumb: "Where are you going? ’

"Have a meeting." He looked at her quietly: "Get up and eat breakfast with me, and talk about our affairs when I come back."