Chapter 3829: In Fact, Rong Yue Is the Substitute 3

Looking at Qin Mo and Yi Huan, He Huan was a little confused.

But she still walked over and stood in front of him, "Are you really here?"

Qin Mo's eyes were a little deep, "Yi Huan is coming over."

He Huan was speechless. Didn't he come here himself?

But she always wanted to hug Yihuan. Qin Mo whispered: "I'll hug her. She's asleep. You can hold the suitcase."

He clearly looked like he was going to be a couple on the set. He Huan couldn't say no in front of many actors, so he just took one look at him and packed up his suitcase and followed him into the elevator.

There were many people, of course not just their family of three. Kang Qiao and Qin Mo naturally came over to say hello. However, when Rong Yue was originally with Kang Qiao, it seemed a bit abrupt to back away, so he followed them. .

The atmosphere in the elevator was a little strange. Qin Mo didn't say anything about Rong Yue's existence, he just nodded, and Rong Yue did the same.

Kang Qiao was just watching the show, but he had told Rong Yue before that Rong Yue should not fall into it any deeper.

When the elevator stopped at the top floor, everyone went out to say good night. Kang Qiao and Rong Yue lived in one direction, and He Huan lived in another room.

Rong Yue took a few steps, but still turned his head, his eyes falling quietly in the direction behind him.

He Huan and Qin Mo stood at the door of the room. He Huan took the room card and swiped it, and then they went in together.

The door closed again, but Rong Yue still watched quietly.

Kang Qiao patted him on the shoulder: "Don't think about it."

Rong Yue withdrew his gaze, then smiled bitterly: "Do you have time for a drink?"

Kang Qiao smiled: "There is probably time for drinking."

Finally, we went to Concho's place and had a few drinks.

In the other room, Qin Mo frowned as soon as he entered: "Is there just one bed here?"

He Huan didn't think about anything else, so he said, "I sleep alone, isn't a bed enough?"

Qin Mo put Yi Huan on the bed, took off her coat and covered her with the quilt, gently.

He straightened up and whispered: "There are not three people now."

He Huan was speechless and looked at the sofa beside him: "You sleep on the sofa."

"Why am I sleeping on the sofa?" Qin Mo came over calmly and put his arm around her waist.

He Huan was startled and was immediately caught in his arms.

His embrace was very masculine, and He Huan had drunk a little wine and was slightly smoky.

He Huan's legs felt a little weak when he held her like this. She stretched out her hand to push him away, but she was as strong as a kitten on his shoulder.

She could only stare at him.

Qin Mo laughed softly, his voice was hoarse and hoarse, "Why, you don't want to part with my arms?"

He Huan glared at him: "Don't come here."

She broke away from his arms and walked to the sofa to sit down.

At this time, Qin Mo found a pack of cigarettes on the coffee table, and his expression changed slightly, "Whose cigarette belongs to Rong Yue? You didn't tell me he was here!"

He Huan glanced at him with a strange expression: "It seems you can't control it!"

After she finished speaking, Qin Mo was already sitting next to her and easily held her on his lap with one hand.

He Huan was a very petite woman, and she looked even smaller in his arms, and he picked up the pack of cigarettes: "You haven't answered the question yet, Rong Yue's cigarettes, he came to your room?"

At this time, he did not hide his jealousy at all, and his expression and tone had a sense of judgment.