Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Kang Qiao closed his eyes and said, "Ruan Yun, we have worked together before, so I am willing to tell you that there is not so much hate in this world. Only I decide my career plan. Xu Mo never asks."

"Now, is it all right?" He said calmly, "Let's live a good life in the future. We are in this entertainment circle. We enjoy the taste of being watched, but Ruan Yun is not the whole life, whether I am a violinist or Well, whether you are an actor in the future, it is just a profession that has nothing to do with my life. At most, the quality of life is better. It just brings a better life to my family, nothing else."

He only now realized why his mother liked Wen Yuan so much, saying that Wen Yuan played the piano very well, because Wen Yuan didn’t emphasize fame and wealth, she just liked music, and Kang Qiao had always played the piano for fame and wealth. He lost his spirituality, but he has been reluctant to admit it.

After Kang Qiao finished speaking, Ruan Yun looked as if she had been blown away. She stared at him with a look of disbelief.

After a long time, Ruan Yun left.

In the afternoon, the hot searches on Weibo started, and they were all bad comments about Xu Mo. What was the protagonist of the car Z Men was actually Xu Mo, not a certain model, the model was just blocking the gun, and Xu Mo and Kang Qiao were trading at the time. The relationship is still maintaining a transactional relationship, which is extremely discredited.

Kang Qiao sat in the lobby and swiped Weibo, knowing that Ruan Yun did it, she was really hopeless.

He knew that Ruan Yun thought he was afraid to disclose the news of his marriage, for fear of losing followers.

Kang Qiao smiled. He doesn't wear makeup, so why is he afraid of losing powder?

He went upstairs and waited for Xu Moxie while reading a magazine in the living room of the master bedroom, but he didn't care about what was written on the hot search.

Rumors are rumors in the end, and they don't explain much.

The most important thing for him now is his mother's body, Xu Mo's, and their children.

He couldn't wait to have a child with Xu Mo, maybe a naughty boy, maybe a princess Taiping who grew up just like Xu Mo, whatever.

However, as long as the child looks like him, he is not much different.

Mr. Kang thought very narcissistically.

Thinking about it, I feel very happy...

When Xu Mo woke up, he went over, "I have slept for four or five hours. It's really a pig. Did you get pregnant?"

When he said that he was about to use his hands, Xu Mo slapped his hands away and hummed, "I'll be pregnant whenever I finish."

She put one hand on the back of her head, and held him with one hand to prevent him from taking advantage. She softly said, ‘have you been there, mom, you should be eating dinner now. ’

Kang Qiao said absently, "I said tonight, it's not going to pass, let's eat here."

"You look at you, but you are not filial." Xu Mo looked at him, and then said softly: "You have done it during the day. Wouldn't it be good to accompany your mother at night?"

Kang Qiao smiled and stretched out her hand to squeeze her face: "I feel sorry for your Mrs. Kang. Are your legs sore? Or do you want me to hug you to eat next door, so that my mother can see that we did it this afternoon and put your legs all together. Is it soft?"

Xu Mo glared at him.

Kang Qiao smiled, "Well, what do you want to eat tonight?"

He is very gentle, just like the husband of every individual, Xu Mo admits that he also enjoys it.

She counted her fingers and said something.

Concho smiled, "What's so difficult about this."