Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

She originally wanted to make a joke, but afterwards she also cared a little, a little uncomfortable, and her voice was wrong.

After that, she stopped speaking and sat and watched the show in silence.

Of course Qin Mo felt the change in her mood. He watched her for a while, and used a more relaxed tone: "She is not my ex-girlfriend. I have always had only one girlfriend. She is not very temperamental and difficult. "

He Huan was touched and didn't want to pay attention to him, but still leaning against him was a small compromise.

But in this New Year, Qin Mo didn't want her to be unhappy at all, so he turned off the TV and "don't watch it."

He Huanman was speechless, staring at him: "What do you want to do?"

Qin Mo spoke very calmly: "What about the New Year's gift, Mrs. Qin. I gave the New Year's money."

He Huan stared at him for a long time before whispering: "Not prepared."

"No sincerity." He took a bite on her cheek: "But you can still think about it now, what can be given to me, tangible or intangible," Qin Mo seemed indifferent.

"You are really shameless." He Huanren said unbearably.

Qin Mo laughed, "Men can have a face outside, they don't need it at home."

His body leaned forward, his posture was a little dangerous: "He Huan, you haven't said yet."

"Say what?" He Huan pretended to be stupid and took a book over and pretended to look through it.

Qin Mo didn't allow her to escape, and lightly squeezed her chin with one hand, "Say love me, or call her husband, you choose one."

He Huan wanted to put the book in her hand on his head, but she didn't dare, and just snorted, "boring, naive."

She said that she was about to move Qin Mo away, but she still squeezed her chin, "Or you are more willing to do something else."

This individual is of course very meaningful. Where would He Huan be willing?

She stared at him, "Then I am my husband."

But when she was really facing him, how could she really not be able to scream?

Finally, he stared at him for a long time. Later, Qin Mo sighed and kissed her...

Kissed again and again, and she finally screamed trembling.

This night was beyond his expectations, even if only to accompany her like this.

Later, He Huan watched TV and horror movies again, and didn't care about the Spring Festival Gala, and there was no Su Yiliu.

Qin Mo took a business magazine and looked at it. Later, she got an extra pillow in her hand. He Huan buried it in his arms and read it. He sometimes gasped and hugged him. His waist screamed quietly.

Qin Mo would look at her from time to time, then laugh in a low voice, and occasionally reach out to touch her shaggy hair.

By the time a movie was finished, it was already 11:30 in the evening, and He Huan yawned and said that he was going to bed.

Qin Mo stopped her: "Accompany me New Year's Eve."

He Huan fell on the sofa again, unable to hide his sleepiness: "I'm sleepy."

"It'll be all right in a while." Qin Mo picked her up and walked to the terrace. Fortunately, there was heating there, but he thoughtfully put a coat on her.

Standing on the patio together, looking out.

The night sky is cold and sweet.

When He Huan leaned on his shoulders to fall asleep, the bell rang... 12 ancient times.

"Happy New Year, Mrs. Qin." Qin Mo kissed He Huan's hair, and then a champagne rose rose in the night sky.

It's fireworks! [Updated tomorrow~~]