Chapter 3887 He Huan, You Have Always Liked Qin Mo 4

He Huan was a little drunk, lying on his shoulder, stretching out a finger and gently stroking his handsome chin, her eyes were a little intoxicated, "Qin Mo, you are actually very good-looking."

He hummed and lowered his head: "Go home?"

He Huan hugged him tightly, and buried her face in his arms: "Qin Mo, have you eaten?"

His eyes were a little deep, "No, but I am full of energy."

He Huan looked straight at him, a little confused about what he meant. Later, she probably remembered something and made a fuss to accompany him to eat.

Qin Mo frowned: "Let's eat at home."

As he said, he bent down and picked her up horizontally, and walked out straight.

He Huan lay in his arms, still making a fuss, her red lips slightly opened, and her breath sprayed on his heart.

Through a thin layer of cloth, it was a little numb.

Qin Mo lowered his head and looked at her, "I really shouldn't have let you out and drink like this."

He Huan was in his arms, always asking for a place to fill his stomach. Qin Mo felt warm in his heart, and there was an indescribable feeling.

When he put her in the car, he didn't get in immediately, but stood outside the car, whispering: "My illness is not a trivial matter to you, right?"

He Huan had him in her heart, but her feelings were too deep, she never wanted to say it, and her little mouth was very hard.

At this time, she was drunk, so she would say what was in her heart and worry about him.

Qin Mo stared at her.

He Huan leaned back in the chair, biting her lip and looking at him, but she said again: "When are you going to eat?"

Qin Mo looked at her and finally smiled: "Now."

He got in the car and took her to a health porridge restaurant. He Huan was still drunk, so he fed her half a bowl and quickly finished one himself. When she walked out, she seemed to be a little sober, but after a while she hugged his arm again, "Qin Mo, can you carry me?"

"Huan Huan?" Under the street light, Qin Mo's eyes were gentle, and there was also some surprise in his eyes that was startled by the past.

They grew up together when they were young. He often carried her when she was young. Later, when she grew up and had her first menstrual period, she refused to let him carry her.

In the past, she always called Qin Mo Qin Mo...

Until that day, he waited for her at the school gate.

They were in an aristocratic middle school, he was in the senior high school, and He Huan was in the junior high school.

The sunset was about to go down, but she still didn't come out.

Qin Mo went to the campus to find her. At this time, the huge campus was empty, and there were not many people.

Finally, he saw him under a sycamore tree in the playground.

He Huan was sitting under the tree, wearing a white school uniform and her iconic short hair.

She was very thin and small at that time, only about 155, but very beautiful.

And he was already 182 at that time and could easily lift her.

Qin Mo walked over slowly and sat beside her: "Little thing, what's wrong?"

He Huan seemed to be startled, turned her head and looked at him, her nose a little red.

She bit her lip: 'Why are you here? '

Qin Mo's fingers shuttled through her short hair and smiled: 'I've been waiting for you for a long time, what, was the love letter rejected? '

He Huan's face was a little red, and she turned her head: 'No. '

'What is it? ' Qin Mo's voice was gentle, and his eyes were fixed on her.

He Huan didn't say anything, didn't get up, and just sat there.

Qin Mo wanted to get up and pull her up, but as soon as he moved, He Huan screamed: "Don't move."