Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

He Huan's eyes were also a little more gentle, Qin Mo finally took a step forward and smiled lightly: "Mrs. Qin, I said you were swollen. How many drinks did you drink?"

She doesn't usually look like this, she doesn't look at him with this kind of eyes, and makes no secret of his little princess He Huan is very proud and never takes the initiative.

He Huan tilted his head and smiled softly, "There are only two cups."

He finally came forward, holding her hand and his voice was low a few degrees: "But I think you are drunk."

He Huan did not speak, but still looked at him. Later, her little hand was on his shoulder, and her little chin was also resting on his shoulder. Her voice was very soft and soft, "Qin Mo, I want to return. Home."

His heart was also hot, for a long time, and he said, "Okay."

He picked her up and walked straight out until He Huan in the car woke up, looking at Qin Mo, "Where is Shen Ting?"

They were sitting in the back seat together. Old Zhao drove, and Qin Mo embraced her with a low voice, "He is only 13 years old and he has gone back to sleep long ago. How crazy like you are."

He Huan let out a cry, then fell into his arms without speaking.

Qin Mo could actually feel that she was on her mind, and after a while, he bowed his head: "What are you thinking?"

He Huan shook his head: "Nothing."

Qin Mo smiled and didn't say too much. After all, Zhao didn't want people to watch jokes when he was in the car.

In this way, the car slowly drove back to the apartment they used to live in, and He Huan returned to his senses: "Why are you here?"

Qin Mo hugged her and got out of the car, explaining: "It's too late. Going back will wake up Shen Ting."

He Huan is getting some thunder, what is the reason?

But at this time, she drank some wine again late at night, so she couldn't resist.

She just fell into his arms, listening to his heartbeat, and then it felt like the elevator went straight up. ,

Her heart beat faster, and she couldn't tell whether it was his or hers.

When the mood was at its fullest, the elevator jingled, and he took her home.

The heating in the apartment was turned on a long time ago, so it didn't feel cold, and this was probably arranged by Qin Mo early.

He Huan drank a lot, but she was still thinking that in fact, he was a very careful and gentle man, depending on how she asked for it or gave it back.

Back, he didn't even rush to put her to sleep, let alone take a shower. Instead, he sat in the living room and watched a movie together. He played a romance film and brought a bottle of red wine with great interest. Two glasses were poured.

He Huan is also rare to be so happy, because the nerves have been tense for a long time, she looked at him sideways, "Are you going to celebrate? I thought you would want me to take a bath and sleep at this late hour, otherwise I have to wear this dress It's changed."

Qin Mo stretched out his hands and feet, and looked at her sideways, "It's pretty good-looking, don't change it. Besides, it's not cold at home, isn't it?"

After speaking, he swept her into his arms, his arms were very warm, and it was indeed not cold.

He Huan didn't speak any more, just leaned gently in his arms, holding a glass of wine in his hand, and muttered: ‘a glass of respect for the past. ’

He smiled, "Be with me."

He said these three words easily, but in fact, only he knew how unsatisfactory and lonely these years were. He always hoped that someone would come with him on such nights.

He Huan took a sip of wine, and then stared at him like that.