Qin Mo stretched out his hand to catch her, and gently pulled, He Huan sat down on his lap.

Suddenly, her body stiffened, her hand on his shoulder wanted to stand up, but Qin Mo didn't let it go.

His voice was very hoarse, low, "Sit with me for a while."

He reached for a glass of red wine and handed it to her: "Drink a glass. Just be with me."

He didn't embarrass her, let go of her, and sat down on the other side, reaching out to pour himself a glass of wine.

He Huan actually had something to say to him. He sat on the other side of the sofa without refusing, sipped a sip of red wine with his feet on the sofa, and then said in a low voice: "It is impossible for us to live together for a long time. I think sometimes Take Yi Huan to me and live."

Qin Mo looked at her quietly.

He Huan continued, "Qin Mo, you know what I'm talking about!"

Qin Mo looked at her with an unpredictable expression: "Are you going to let Yi Huan call someone else's father? If you are a true kiss."

He Huan did not deny any more, his voice was a little low: "I won't get married!"

Then she said again: "You know where my mother...Qin Mo, please understand other people's difficulties."

As she spoke, she stopped talking, raised her head and drank half a glass of red wine.

After drinking, his cheeks were a little blush, and his eyes turned tactfully.

In front of him, He Huan had never been so beautiful. She always kept a little distance. At this time, it was probably because of drinking, and probably because she was wearing **** pajamas.

If he didn't know her very well, he would think his ex-wife was seduce himself.

But it is not.

She probably won this one only because she couldn't find her pajamas. She had never liked having relationships with herself, not to mention that she hated him now.

Qin Mo watched her silently and whispered softly: "He Huan, is it difficult to love me?"

He Huan was taken aback, and instinctively said, "Qin Mo, you drank too much."

She wanted to go again, his voice was deep and strong: "Don't go."

When he spoke again, he seemed to be fragile: "Talk to me for a while."

He Huan knew that she couldn't leave if he didn't let her go, so she didn't leave either.

Simply, I took the glass and poured another glass of wine by myself, sipping it.

Qin Mo looked at her without making a sound.

He Huan looked down: "What do you think of what I told you?"

"Yihuan?" His body relaxed on the sofa, under the dim light, even in a bathrobe, it was quite confusing. Qin Mo was in his thirties. It was the most mature and attractive time in a man's life.

He looked at He Huan and smiled lightly: "If you don't get married, there is no need to let Yi Huan know that we are divorced?"

His words are actually a bit cunning, and He Huan doesn't want to bother him.

She still sipped the red wine without looking at him.

When she finished another drink, she said, "I'll go to bed and you will go to bed earlier."

"He Huan," he called her name, and then pulled her onto his lap as soon as he reached out.

This time, he didn't let her go, and directly bit her in the neck.

He Huan was taken aback, her voice hoarse, "Qin Mo!"

Qin Mo's voice was particularly hoarse: "I really want to kill you."

Of course he couldn't really kill her, he just bit her neck forcefully, biting out two suspicious warm bite marks at the junction of her chin and neck.

[Let you go on a blind date with someone. ]

[Let you dress like this to tempt me. ]

[Make you leave me, make you dislike me. ]