He Huan was angry, he was really shameless.

Qin Mo smiled again, clutching her little shoulder, and pressing her in his arms: "Do you think I am not?"

There is no sweet talk, but at this time it is too sweet to be melted, He Huan does not speak, her small face is buried in his arms, taking the temperature of his body.

She thought of what he said to her at that time, his neglect of her for half a year, and his indifference to blame, she was still a bit wronged.

He didn't speak or hug him, just leaned gently in his arms.

After a while, Qin Mo's bathrobe wetted a lot. He was a little bit dumbfounded, and lowered his head: "Why are you crying? Are you too happy? You don't need to be abandoned by your husband and cry with joy?

He Huan stared at him, "I am not."

Qin Mo smiled again, didn't tease her anymore, got out of bed after kissing, "I'm going to cook, I'm hungry."

He Huan frowned, she sat up, and Qin Mo turned on the light at this time, and she immediately hid in the quilt.

Qin Mo smiled. He picked up the clothes one by one and put them on. He went downstairs. He Huan was lying on the bed alone and looked at the papers.

The more you look at the complexion, the more ugly you look. This more than 20 pages of detailed stuff is definitely not what Qin Mo typed word by word. It must be the secretary. You don't need to think about it.

She had the heart to kill him now, it was too shameful.

He Huan got up, put on a piece of clothing, and went to the study. He shredded the shameful document with a paper shredder. He returned to the bedroom and couldn't sleep anymore. It was nine o'clock in the night.

She actually slept for about four hours!

Can't sleep, just get up, go downstairs to find Qin Mo, she still has something to ask him.

For example, he has those romantic stories.

But she went down and saw Qin Mo in the kitchen cooking for her in the dining room.

He was wearing a gray sweater and black trousers underneath. He looked slender and tall and a little expensive, but this person put aside everything, just to come back... and cook for her.

Probably noticing her, Qin Mo casually found an apple for her: "First eat something to cushion your stomach, and the meal will be ready in a while. We are eating Thai food tonight and I am making Tom Yum Goong soup."

He Huan took a bite of the apple. She wanted to go back to the living room to watch TV for a while, but she didn't know why she stayed.

It has been half a year since they got along like this. He asked her if he didn't, but she didn't say.

She thought, she was thinking, she could not see him, she said that she was divorced, but also ignored the pain in her heart.

She made herself think that the wind was clear and the clouds were calm, and she didn't care much.

He Huan looked at him while biting the apple, and suddenly said, "Let’s take Qin Xuan back! I heard that Ai Mengmeng is pregnant. By comparison, we are still suitable for Qin Xuan."

Qin Mo nodded, hum.

She didn't expect him to agree so easily. She was a little pleased, and took another bite of the apple: "Then, tomorrow I will bring Shen Ting and Yihuan back, so I can't always trouble the elders."

Qin Mo said yes again, but after a pause, he turned his head and asked her: "He Huan, don't you have anything else to say to me?"

He Huan let out a cry, and asked, "What did you say?"

Qin Mo gave a light cough, "Where is me?"

He Huan took another bite of the apple: "Aren't you staying here? You still need me to ask?"

Are you here?

Qin Mo really wanted to hear her begging him again, begging him not to let go...Don't leave...