Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

If Qin Chen were there, she would awaken Qin Yihuan fiercely.

Few men like this, Lan Yu has a heavy taste, girls like it...

What silly things did this little fool do in the next ten years...

The terrace is very warm, but outside, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, indicating a good weather tomorrow.

When Xiao Yihuan woke up, it was midnight.

The moonlight outside the window entered the children's room, dim and dim, she opened her eyes and saw Qin Mo, so she called to dad.

The little girl plunged into his father's arms, and the little soft body was fragrant and comfortable to hold.

Qin Mo was wearing a black pajamas, holding his little daughter patiently.

Yi Huan said in a daze, "Dad, I want Brother Nan to look good."

Qin Mo smiled: "Really? Is there a handsome father?"

"When I think about Brother Nan when he grows up, he will be more handsome than his father." Xiao Yihuan lay on Qin Mo's heart, and his saliva flowed all over the place, making his father's heart hot and humid and uncomfortable.

Qin Mo lowered his head and smiled, still drooling. How can I know who is handsome or not?

However, Ye Xiangnan is indeed good. Only when his father is satisfied can he have some tacit understanding.

On a quiet night, Xiao Yihuan secretly made a determination--

I want to look like Brother Nan likes.

So early the next morning, He Huan didn’t know what to do. Later, when I went to the children’s room, I realized that the little guy was busy. I didn’t know where the big box came from. Little Qin Yihuan was folding up his beautiful little skirts. Put it in neatly... and it's really folded like tofu cubes.

This skill made He Huan admired, and He Huan coughed slightly: "Yi Huan, what are you doing."

Qin Yihuan’s child’s little short legs were busy, and he replied milkily, "Mom, I want to donate all these to the children in the mountains."

He Huan went over, squatted on the side of the suitcase, and touched the clothes: "What about you?"

Xiao Yihuan made a very handsome pose: "From now on, I will wear a suit and tie like Aunt Qin Chen, and be a handsome person."

He Huan smiled, she is a very enlightened mother, she can do whatever she wants.

But she still said: "The kids in the mountain area may not be able to wear this... gorgeous little skirt, or we can buy some cotton clothes and book toys to send over, okay?"

"Why can't you wear it?" Xiao Yihuan cocked her mouth: ‘These skirts are very beautiful. ’

He Huan couldn’t tell her that these tens of thousands of clothes are really not needed in the mountains. Instead, she spoke tactfully: “Because it’s cold in the mountains and there is no heating in those little friends’ homes, your little skirt They don’t keep warm, so we’d better buy them cotton clothes, right?”

Xiao Yihuan nodded: "Then what about these clothes?"

"We can go to Xianyu, sell these clothes, and then buy new clothes, right?" The mother quickly decided happily.

So Xiao Yihuan happily said yes, and the mother and daughter did what they said.

He Huan hung up Xiao Yihuan’s clothes to take pictures and took photos of Xianyu. Because they were worn, they only set a price of several hundred to several thousand. They are all international first-line brands. One afternoon order is soft...

The phone jingled from time to time.

At noon, all the clothes in a closet were sold out, and He Huan became a gold medal seller.