Chapter 3985 Let He Huan Chase Him 7

He Huan went out first and saw the door of the suite.

Qin Mo came from behind and did not go around in front of her. Instead, he stretched out his hand through half of her body and brushed the door open. It looked like he was half holding her in his arms.

He Huan was a little embarrassed. In fact, they had been intimate countless times, but now she was still uncomfortable with such intimacy without even touching.

After her miscarriage, it seemed that she could not get close to him.

Her avoidance at this time naturally made Qin Mo a little uncomfortable. Qin Mo's eyes were stained with a layer of ink black. He looked at her silently and went in first.

He Huan followed behind him and went in. He closed the door, looked down at her for a while, then took off his coat, walked over and dialed the internal number to order a meal.

"I'm not hungry." He Huan bit her lip: "I want to talk to you about Yi Huan... and..."

"I'm hungry." Qin Mo stared at her and said inhumanely.

As he said that, he walked to the wine cabinet and took out a bottle of red wine, and then took out two glasses, poured a glass for himself and her, but did not hand it to her, but held the glass and drank slowly.

He Huan stood there, pursed his lips, and did not speak.

They were once husband and wife, but now they were terribly unfamiliar.

In the end, Qin Mo spoke first: "Take off your coat, sit down and drink a glass of boiled water, your face is as pale as a ghost, even if you want to do something to me, I don't think I have such a good appetite."

He Huan wanted to refute, but she held back.

Do as he said, and he put down the wine glass in his hand and poured her a glass of boiled water.

When he handed it to her, his fingers touched her palm, which was cold.

Qin Mo looked at her silently for a while, and walked back to the bar to drink his red wine. It seemed that he was not satisfied, so he lit a cigarette and took a puff. His originally cold expression finally seemed to ease a little.

Maybe his mood was relieved a little.

But after he took a few puffs, He Huan coughed twice. Qin Mo sat behind the bar and looked up at her: "Cold?"

Just these three words still made people feel a little flattered.

He Huan shook her head and said no.

Qin Mo still stared at her, but put out the cigarette. Just at this time, there was a knock at the door. He got up to open the door and pushed the food cart in.

The meal he ordered was very rich. It didn't look like a midnight snack, but clearly dinner.

Qin Mo set the table and looked at He Huan, "Come and eat."

She wanted to say she didn't want to eat, but Qin Mo's expression was not good, so she had to sit over.

Neither of them spoke, but just ate together silently.

Qin Mo obviously didn't eat at the banquet. In fact, his appetite was not very good these days, so he ate a lot.

He Huan was too hungry and ate as much as a kitten.

"Don't you like to eat, or don't like to eat with me?" He looked at her quietly with a sense of embarrassment.

He Huan looked up at him, then lowered his head silently and ate the food.

Thinking about something, she ate a little too fast and a little too hard...

When her stomach felt completely uncomfortable, her face turned pale as paper, she covered her lips and rushed to the bathroom quickly, vomiting everything she had eaten, even bile...

Qin Mo walked over quickly, hesitating for a moment before putting his hand on her shoulder, and felt her body stiffen for a moment.

He whispered: "What's wrong?"

He Huan was still a little stiff, biting her lip and whispering: "Maybe I caught a cold, and I ate too much and my stomach feels uncomfortable."