Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

He Huan pursed his lower lip and whispered with difficulty: "Qin Mo."

She didn't say the latter words for the time being, so she kept looking at him.

Qin Mo still looked at her with a smile, and waited patiently for her next words.

He Huan pursed his lower lip, looked at him with some difficulty, and finally said in a low voice, "Qin Mo, let's try it."

When she finished speaking, she raised her head and looked at him seriously.

At this time, He Huan seemed to have countless stars in his eyes...

Qin Mo stared at her for a long time, suddenly blocked her eyes, and pulled her small body into his arms.

Because her eyes are so beautiful at this time, and he dare not look directly.

Facing Qin Mo's sudden emotions, He Huan was a little surprised and a little...shy.

She clung to his arms, her soft skin leaning against the woolen suit material, and she could vaguely feel his body temperature. She couldn't see it, but she could feel it.

Feeling his heartbeat at this moment, Qin Mo's emotion at this moment.

He Huan felt that the emotion in her heart seemed to have nowhere to rest. Her hands quietly and quietly hugged Qin Mo's waist, hugging very tightly.

It seemed that for a moment, she had liked him so much.

When they were not too young, they were at Qin Mo's best age, the most mature and attractive age.

Later, he kissed her for a long time.

Not surprisingly, they were late for the concert. When the car was parked in the parking lot of the concert hall, He Huan raised his hand to check the time: "It would be rude to be late, Qin Mo or we won't go."

Qin Mo looked at her and smiled: "We go in through the VIP tunnel and sit at the back."

He Huan looked at him. He knew what she wanted to ask, so he smiled: "It's very convenient behind..."

He Huan's face flushed suddenly, and he turned his head to look at him.

Qin Mo shook her hand, got out of the car first, and walked around to open the door for her.

He Huan got out of the car and let him go.

She was not used to it before, but this time it seems to be very used.

Walking in the long aisle together, walking side by side, is like an illusion of a lifetime.

When He Huan said this, Qin Mo's voice was hoarse: "We will keep going."

Then he tilted his head: "Do you have a better choice?"

He Huan gently pressed her lower lip, and finally smiled slightly.

She leaned her head on his shoulder and leaned a little. Although not very enthusiastic, it was also a very intimate action.

Qin Mo turned his head to look at her, then smiled slightly, and pressed her face to her cheek: "He Huan, we don’t look like old husbands and wives, and we will also be like this when we are seven and eighty. Husband and old woman."

"Probably so." He Huan looked down and smiled, "Qin Mo, you... won't you get tired?"

Qin Mo didn't care if he was late anyway, he stopped and looked at her seriously.

For a long time, he shook his head: "No... how can I get tired!"

The sound is almost a sigh.

Later, he stretched out his hand and gently touched her face, "He Huan, I am in my forties... The best time for men is for you."

He Huan wanted to say something, his lips moved, and finally he squeezed out a sentence: "What is the best time for a man? You are really shameless."

He laughed, "Then do you like me shameless, huh? Shameless like last night, do you like it?"