Qin Mo was under great pressure, he was smoking a cigarette quietly, his brows frowned.

Fake box office is okay, but it can't be a real hit, everything is empty.

Qin Mo stood until four o'clock in the morning, and then simply took a shower and lay on the bed. With his eyes closed, he fell asleep very deeply, almost oversleeping.

In the early morning, He Huan woke up first and sat up with his messy hair.

She looked down at Qin Mo, and then stretched out her hand to push him: "The time is up."

Qin Mo opened his eyes, his consciousness was still not awake, he reached out and took her into his arms, kissed her, and said in a low voice, "Is it time?"

He Huan was lying in his arms, his face was a little red, his hair was messy, and he said in a small voice: "It's time, Qin Mo, what time did you go to bed, your eyes are a little red, as if there are some fine lines. "

Although the time came, Qin Mo didn't care too much, he slept his arm relaxedly, "So what?"

He Huan babbled: "So I'm not so handsome."

"So you think I'm handsome?" The man in the early morning smiled a little happily, and stretched out his hand to squeeze her little cheek, He Huan wailed: "If you squeeze it, you will definitely not be handsome."

Reached out and patted his hands, turned and ran away.

Although Qin Mo reached out to catch her, she escaped.

He Huan stuck out his tongue at him at the bathroom door, "Qin Mo, you can get up."

He looked at her and smiled: "Come here and I will kiss again."

"It's too late, you made an appointment by yourself." He Huan said like a little sheep, but he still came over and kissed his lips, half kneeling in front of him and his voice was very low. "Okay, you can get up now. Yet?"

Qin Mo has noticed that her body seems to be much better, and her face is often ruddy. Maybe Qin Chen can see later, they may not be able to have children anymore.

Qin Mo's mood improved a lot, lifted the quilt to get up, and went directly to the bathroom.

Holding He Huan who was brushing his teeth in one hand, he brushed his teeth with one hand.

This series of operations made He Huan speechless. He had to be held in his arms and brushed her teeth. When she finished brushing her teeth, she couldn't help complaining, "Qin Mo, I'm 32 years old!"

Qin Mo smiled: "You are still a little girl in my heart."

He Huan pursed his lips and glared at him: "Really?"

Do Mo smiled and put her down: "Don't you think it yourself?"

He Huan spit out and laughed: "I don't think so."

But after she finished speaking, she felt that something was wrong. It took a long time for her to remember that she talked like this like a little girl.

He Huan bit his lip and didn't say anything for a long time.

Qin Mo laughed and squeezed her small face: "Change your clothes and have breakfast in the car."

He Huan said, thinking about it or asking him: "Is the driver driving?"

Qin Mo responded naturally, "I'll open it."

He Huan bit his lip: "You can't let the driver drive. You only slept for a few hours and your eyes are still red."

As she said, she stretched out her hand to touch his eyes, her expression also very serious.

But Qin Mo's heart warmed, raised his hand and immediately caught her hand. He Huan was shocked and wanted to move him but refused to let her feel his temperature...