Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Talking like this is somewhat meaningless. He Huan's face is turned aside, because he really doesn't want to talk to him.

Qin Mo looked at her, didn't say anything, and went to the kitchen.

Yi Huan sat there with big eyes flickering, and asked seriously, "Mom, did you and dad quarrel?"

"No." He Huan denied it too quickly, and then felt that he was a little bit tied when he said something. He calmed down and coaxed the children in Yihuan: "Mom and Dad are just discussing issues."

Yi Huan looked at her flashingly again, and whispered: "But Dad seems to be angry, Mom, will you coax Dad like me? The moms I watched on TV coax Dad like this."

He Huan: I am a little embarrassed.

Yi Huan's small face was disappointed, and then she watched TV and unconsciously hugged the baby bottle.

This is insecure again.

He Huan pursed her lips and stretched out her hand to stroke her shiny black hair: "Are you angry?"

"Not angry," the little guy said bumbled, "I just feel that the family is not happy."

He Huan couldn't help laughing as he looked at the angry look, and stretched out his hand to grab the little girl's hair: "Why aren't you happy?"

Yi Huan stared at the TV, pretending not to care, "Because Mom and Dad don't love each other."

He Huan was taken aback.

After a while, he asked in a low voice, "Is it from TV again?"

Without squinting, Yi Huan nodded vigorously.

He Huan coughed slightly, with a low voice, "In fact, TV is also filmed and written by people."

"But Mom and Dad are real." Yi Huan said stubbornly.

He Huan didn't know what to say for a while, and it took a long time to speak in a low voice: "Then what is called love?"

"You go to coax Dad." Xiao Yi said cheerfully.

He Huan was a little dazed, reaching out his hand and touching his head uncomfortably, "You want to coax him? Shouldn't men coax women?"

But the sick Xiao Yihuan insisted: "There are also women coaxing men on TV. Whoever is wrong will have to coax them."

"Am I wrong?" He Huan pointed to himself.

Yi Huan's face was tight: "It's wrong not to love Dad."

He Huan was taken aback again.

do not love……

Is she acting so obvious? Yi Huan felt that she didn't love Qin Mo.

Stunned for a while, she finally bit her lower lip, "Then I will coax Dad, even if I love him, right?"

"I don't know, at least I care." Xiao Yihuan was finally willing to reward her with a straight eye.

So He Huan knew that in Yi Huan's heart, Qin Mo's father's status was much higher than hers, and that was right. She grew up in Qin's family since she was a child, and is relatively close to Qin Mo.

In He Huan's heart, there was an unspeakable feeling. She pursed her lips, and finally squatted in front of Yi Huan: "I'll coax my father, then the baby can't be angry with her mother."

In Yi Huan's big eyes, there was a flutter of anticipation.

He Huan stood up, pulling his clothes, strangely uncomfortable.

Qin Mo is a big man, and she wants her to coax, she really can't coax it.

But bite the bullet and get on, whoever makes Yihuan is on his side.

He Huan went to the kitchen, Qin Mo was processing the ingredients, and the rice was already cooked.

He Huan looked at Yi Huan outside, and Yi Huan was looking intently toward this side. It was lovely enough.

"Um, when will you cook?" He Huan leaned on the Liuli stage beside him, speaking with an earthy touch.