He Huan sat up from the bed, tilted his head and stared at him: "Recently, screenwriter Rong has been in the crew, and his ears have been fascinated."

Qin Mo still looks lazy, but the expression on his face doesn't show that.

Grinding his fine white teeth, he walked towards He Huan step by step, approaching her, his voice was low and deep: "He Huan, you really know how to anger me."

Then he lowered his head and kissed her.

It was like letting yourself go, and it was like coaxing her. In short, this kiss caused a lot of anger, but he controlled it. After a long time, he said in a low voice: "Get up and wash your face and brush your teeth. I will take you to our concubine's place later. ."

He Huan's lips were slightly swollen by him, and his eyes were blurred.

When she returned to her senses, she raised her head to look at him: "Is President Qin really fascinated by this?"

He murmured angrily: "Probably it is."

He said unwillingly, "I know what I care about the most, so I must be angry."

He straightened up, but he was hugged by He Huan.

He Huan hugged him and paused for a while before asking in his ear: "Isn't the person you care most about me? When did you become Rong Yue? Do you like him?"

Qin Mo lowered his eyes and looked at the little girl in his arms.

Her gaze was a bit mischievous and bold, and looked at him fearlessly.

Qin Mo smiled lightly, stretched out his hand and squeezed her face, "If I really like him, what will you do?"

As she said, she slapped her P-share hard: "Where do you come from, so your mind is flooded."

"It's black near Mo." He Huan spit out four words.

Qin Mo's gaze became dangerous in vain, staring at her for a while before he smiled: "I really want to see if your little heart has turned black."

He Huan ignored his crazy words, jumped out of bed to go to the bathroom, and then turned around: "What about Yi Huan, I can't get by?"

Qin Mo's answer to her was: "She wants to go to school, study hard and make progress every day, and the future of our Qin family depends on her."

He Huan frowned, and said, "I don't want her to take over KING Entertainment."

A girl, too hard, and Yi Huan seemed to be of the same type as Tang Xueer, very cute, she didn't want to go to elite education when she was a child.

In fact, she still doesn't understand Qin Mo. If she knows, she won’t worry about it. Qin Mo and Ye Muyun have been educated early. After Yihuan has grown up like this, she can’t do anything except be cute every day. Obviously, she is rich. Perhaps after seeing He Huan's shadow in Yi Huan's body, how could Qin Mo be willing to make her suffer.

When He Huan said this, Qin Mo followed into the bathroom. He hugged He Huan's waist from behind, with a rustling voice, "So while I can still move, we have a son."

She slapped his irregular hand away: "Feudal thought."

Qin Mo didn't get angry anymore, and entangled him again: "You are reluctant to give birth to a daughter. You say I am feudal to give birth to a son, so what do we give birth to?"

"Didn't Qin Chen have a son?" He Huan was also very hurt, and said after brushing his teeth twice.

Qin Mo seemed to smile. He always knew that He Huan didn't have much ambitions for money. She only liked to do what she liked, so she didn't think the market value of KING Entertainment was more than 200 billion.

He also had to reluctant, but Chenchen’s son was surnamed Lan, and the Grand Hyatt Hotel in Lan’s family was not small. If he inherited it, he would be tired enough to vomit blood. With KING entertainment, maybe Lan Yue’s child grew up and got married. There is no time for life.