He Huan looked dumbfounded, and looked at Qin Mo from his side. It took a long time before he said with difficulty, "You are really shameless."

"Has become shameless again?" Qin Mo said with a smile, "It became so fast, huh?"

He Huan hummed, and his little belly was particularly satisfied.

Qin Mo stared at her like a small animal. In fact, she was raised by his family. Before she knew it, the Qin family had raised her as his wife.

It's just that He Huan knows nothing.

When she found out, she was scared and ran away.

Now, she finally came back and returned to his side.

Qin Mo stretched out his hand and gently rubbed her hair without saying anything, just looking at her with that look.

I don't know why, He Huan's heartbeat slowly picked up. She looked at him without speaking for a long time, her face blushing a little.

Qin Mo smiled slightly and reached out and hugged her in his arms.

She was lying on his shoulders, a little uneasy, more heartbeat.

She thought, she had always liked him, but they missed it for many years.

At this moment, He Huan didn't want to worry about the past, the woman he used to anger her in the past.

Nothing matters anymore, because at this moment, they hug together.

After a while, just when Qin Mo's heart also had some affection and business, he lowered his head to want to say something to her, but only when he lowered his head he saw He Huan asleep on his shoulder.

He couldn't help smiling, but he couldn't help looking at her. His little white face hung on his shoulders, and his long eyelashes covered a layer of shadow. It looked cute. Qin Mo's heart was incredibly soft. The voice is very low and low, "Good night."

He Huan buried his face in his arms and muttered half-wakefully, "Qin Mo, I'm sleepy..."

As he said that, he buried himself in his arms and continued to sleep, Qin Mo looked down at his little guy, feeling unspeakable in his heart, he carefully put her on the big bed, and he still had something to do, time It’s too tight. He has almost no time to sleep.

In the middle of the night, Qin Mo was sitting at a simple desk alone, drinking a cup of coffee that was not very good, while doing He Huan’s work, a cup of coffee bottomed out, he looked down and frowned, and then missed Qin Chen a little My hand is grinding coffee, what is it drinking now?

Although it was difficult to drink, Qin Mo poured himself another glass and drank it patiently.

It was kept until one point in the night, and it was barely enough. Qin Mo stretched out and turned his head to look at He Huan.

He Huan slept soundly, hugging the quilt, his face buried in the pillow, and a strand of hair came out from the pillow, the color was jet black.

Qin Mo went over, took off the sweater and lay down beside her with only a shirt. Today's conditions are much better. He Huan also sleeps a lot. Although it is late, Qin Mo still looks at her asleep. Some reluctant to sleep, just lie down like this, watching her quietly.

He Huan slept very heavily, but probably could also feel the warmth from him, leaning against him gently, and finally leaning directly in his arms, probably because of comfort, He Huan's small mouth sighed , And finally buried himself deeper in his arms.