Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!
Chapter 4025： I know a lot, Mrs. Qin 1
Qin Mo smiled lowly, then looked at Kang Qiao and Wen Yuan on the stage.
Kang Qiao used to be an artist under KING Entertainment. He still knows a little about his private life. He has liked Wen Yuan for many years, but Wen Yuan missed Ye Mubai for life.
A little bit of fate is not enough.
At this time, the concert was also over.
Wen Yuan and Kang Qiao thanked the audience, and the pictures of handsome men and beautiful women standing side by side stimulated Ye Mubai, and Qin Mo smiled and took He Huan away.
Back in the car, He Huan was still stuck in the song "Jiang Ye" and couldn't help himself. Then he hugged Qin Mo's arm: "Qin Mo, do you think that Wen Yuan and Kang Qiao really match each other? The names match."
Qin Mo was wearing a seat belt, and while he was fastened it, he looked at her quietly, and then smiled lightly.
"What are you laughing at?" He Huan bit his lip and asked him.
Qin Mo reached out and pulled her hair: "You say it once in front of Ye Mubai, and I believe it."
He Huan opened his eyes wide, looking at him as if weird: "Qin Mo, you are too bad."
"Where is it broken?" Qin Mo smiled lowly, "You tell me to listen to me, eh?"
He Huan bit his lip: "It looks even worse now."
He laughed very happily, then his eyes became very gentle: "Shall we go back to the apartment? I will play the piano for you."
He Huan's gaze was straight, and it took him a long time to ask him: "You can play the piano?"
He squeezed her face again, "I know a lot, and Mrs. Xiao Qin can slowly find out later."
He Huan bit his lip: "I'm 32, I'm not Mrs. Qin."
"It looks very small." Qin Mo's voice was a little hoarse: "You must not know how you look..."
Later, he didn't say anything.
He Huan looked at him baffledly: "How much is there?"
Qin Mo's eyes were incredibly gentle, and then he stared at her without saying the last word.
He Huan glanced at him: "Sell Guanzi."
Qin Mo smiled, holding his slender fingers on the steering wheel, and looking at her sideways: "Go home."
The white Mu Shang started slowly. He drove, while He Huan was boringly swiping his cell phone, and then he found the hot search between himself and Qin Mo. He Huan was a little surprised and opened his eyes wide.
Qin Mo took a moment to look at her, then smiled and asked her, "What are you looking at?"
He Huan bit his lip: "Nothing."
"Oh oh." Qin Mo smiled, still driving the car, and then stopped at the red light in front, and then looked at He Huan sideways. She was still looking at the phone, her eyes widened, inexplicably wide. Kind of cute.
It seems that recently, she is a little different.
Qin Mo didn't bother her either, but he lit a cigarette and opened some car windows, smoking a cigarette while waiting for the red light... his posture was very good.
However, he just smoked a cigarette and got hooked. When he got downstairs in the apartment, he turned off the fire and let He Huan sit in the car. He got out of the car and smoked two cigarettes.
He Huan waited for a while but couldn't help but open the window, resting his face on it and looking at Qin Mo.
In the dark and cold night, he just stood smoking without a coat.
He Huan couldn't help asking him, "Qin Mo, aren't you cold?"
He stood there, his slender body with only a sweater, his fingers pinched the cigarette **** and took a sip, then walked over, "Just finish smoking this one."
Kang Qiao used to be an artist under KING Entertainment. He still knows a little about his private life. He has liked Wen Yuan for many years, but Wen Yuan missed Ye Mubai for life.
A little bit of fate is not enough.
At this time, the concert was also over.
Wen Yuan and Kang Qiao thanked the audience, and the pictures of handsome men and beautiful women standing side by side stimulated Ye Mubai, and Qin Mo smiled and took He Huan away.
Back in the car, He Huan was still stuck in the song "Jiang Ye" and couldn't help himself. Then he hugged Qin Mo's arm: "Qin Mo, do you think that Wen Yuan and Kang Qiao really match each other? The names match."
Qin Mo was wearing a seat belt, and while he was fastened it, he looked at her quietly, and then smiled lightly.
"What are you laughing at?" He Huan bit his lip and asked him.
Qin Mo reached out and pulled her hair: "You say it once in front of Ye Mubai, and I believe it."
He Huan opened his eyes wide, looking at him as if weird: "Qin Mo, you are too bad."
"Where is it broken?" Qin Mo smiled lowly, "You tell me to listen to me, eh?"
He Huan bit his lip: "It looks even worse now."
He laughed very happily, then his eyes became very gentle: "Shall we go back to the apartment? I will play the piano for you."
He Huan's gaze was straight, and it took him a long time to ask him: "You can play the piano?"
He squeezed her face again, "I know a lot, and Mrs. Xiao Qin can slowly find out later."
He Huan bit his lip: "I'm 32, I'm not Mrs. Qin."
"It looks very small." Qin Mo's voice was a little hoarse: "You must not know how you look..."
Later, he didn't say anything.
He Huan looked at him baffledly: "How much is there?"
Qin Mo's eyes were incredibly gentle, and then he stared at her without saying the last word.
He Huan glanced at him: "Sell Guanzi."
Qin Mo smiled, holding his slender fingers on the steering wheel, and looking at her sideways: "Go home."
The white Mu Shang started slowly. He drove, while He Huan was boringly swiping his cell phone, and then he found the hot search between himself and Qin Mo. He Huan was a little surprised and opened his eyes wide.
Qin Mo took a moment to look at her, then smiled and asked her, "What are you looking at?"
He Huan bit his lip: "Nothing."
"Oh oh." Qin Mo smiled, still driving the car, and then stopped at the red light in front, and then looked at He Huan sideways. She was still looking at the phone, her eyes widened, inexplicably wide. Kind of cute.
It seems that recently, she is a little different.
Qin Mo didn't bother her either, but he lit a cigarette and opened some car windows, smoking a cigarette while waiting for the red light... his posture was very good.
However, he just smoked a cigarette and got hooked. When he got downstairs in the apartment, he turned off the fire and let He Huan sit in the car. He got out of the car and smoked two cigarettes.
He Huan waited for a while but couldn't help but open the window, resting his face on it and looking at Qin Mo.
In the dark and cold night, he just stood smoking without a coat.
He Huan couldn't help asking him, "Qin Mo, aren't you cold?"
He stood there, his slender body with only a sweater, his fingers pinched the cigarette **** and took a sip, then walked over, "Just finish smoking this one."