Chapter 3875 Let’s Make Peace without Quarreling, Eh? 2

His voice was extremely hoarse: "Are you particularly disappointed that I didn't report it to you?"

He Huan slapped his hand away and turned his head to the side: "Don't touch me."

But her eyes were still quietly red.

She doesn't like herself like this.

Too fragile, too easily controlled by Qin Mo. If he wants her to be happy, he will be happy, if he wants her to be angry, he will be angry, and if he wants her to be happy, he will be satisfied...

She also doesn't like him being so scheming towards her.

Qin Mo stared at her red eyes, reached out and touched her carefully, and his voice was incredibly gentle: "He Huan, tell me where you have been in the past few hours."

She didn't want him to touch her and wanted to step back, but he quickly held her waist.

He Huan bit his lip and lowered his eyes gently, with a hint of unwillingness——

"I'm going to the hospital."

"Ok, I know."

"I also bought flowers."

This time, he didn't answer, but looked at her deeply, with a somewhat moved expression.

He knew that He Huan was a very passive person emotionally and would not express himself easily.

Buying flowers is something men do, but she actually did it.

He touched her eyelids again, with a hoarse voice and a doting smile: "Is it because you want to please me and make me happy?"

He Huan snorted: "I threw it away. Throw it in the trash can."

"That's not the point. The point is that you bought it." He smiled slightly, as if coaxing her, his voice was particularly hoarse: "What did you buy?"

"White roses," she said angrily.

Qin Mo pinched her cheek: "You know me very well. I really like white roses."

At this moment, Qin Mo transformed into the little princess Mo Mo, and He Huan was speechless.

She glared at him and said, "Don't think that I will forgive you just like this."

With that said, she shook him off and instinctively went to the restaurant to find something to eat, and then she saw three dishes and one soup.

It doesn't look like it was cooked by a five-star chef, nor does it look like takeout. It's refreshing and homely.

"It looks pretty good, I did it." He smiled.

He Huan knew that he could cook, but she didn't expect that he would do it himself here. She sat down silently and looked at him again before eating: "I still don't forgive her."

Qin Mo followed him over, gently pressed his hand on the back of the chair behind her, leaned close to her, and said with a smile in his voice: "Then tell me, what did I do that made you particularly unhappy?"

These words sounded like a trap. He Huan didn't want to be fooled by him, so she ate in silence.

And Qin Mo would not let her go, and chuckled: "Leave her without saying goodbye? Not giving you a chance to show off?"

He paused and continued in a deep voice: "It makes you feel frustrated, doesn't it?"

"Qin Mo." He Huan finally couldn't bear it anymore. She stared at him: "Aren't you hungry? Your stomach problem may not be cured yet."

He smiled faintly and said, "Okay, we will discuss this issue later."

He Huan refused this topic. After eating, she took a shower and lay on the bed while scrolling through Weibo...

Who is Qin Mo and how can he allow her to do this?

He stood at the end of the bed, smiling calmly, "Mrs. Qin, are you hinting at me?"

"Stop yelling. Call me He Huan, Miss He, or Director He." He Huan didn't even raise his eyes.

She was really angry with him.

He probably hasn't realized it yet!