Chapter 4111 Head-On Confrontation 3

Just thinking about it, she smiled slightly.

He Huan suddenly missed Qin Mo very much. She grabbed her phone and saw that it was already eight o'clock.

She thought, even if she was working overtime, it wouldn't be this time. She wanted to call him, but she thought about it and decided not to. In the end, she still wanted to ask, so she dialed Lao Zhao's cell phone.

Lao Zhao told her very neatly that Qin Mo was now socializing with a group of old guys. He might not be free, and he might come back very late.

He Huan said "oh" and hung up the phone. She could understand it very well.

It was unreasonable not to socialize for someone to get in through the back door, so she thought about it and decided to get up and cook something for herself. Her cooking skills were not bad, and she always had a little skill to rely on when living alone.

And He Huan's little skill was to cook instant noodles.

Just when He Huan was struggling with which flavor to cook, Qin Mo called. He called from outside the box and drank a little wine. At this time, his handsome face was full of heat.

He Huan answered his call and put the noodles in the boiling water neatly.

Very skillful, having done it thousands of times.

Qin Mo's voice was low and a little hoarse: "Are you awake?"

He Huan was busy cooking noodles, with his phone clamped to his ear, and smiled and said in a slightly sweet voice: "Qin Mo, how did you know I was cooking noodles?"

Qin Mo leaned on the aisle, his voice was a little low, "How could I not know your nature, what else can you make besides instant noodles."

"You look down on me," He Huan's voice was so delicate that it seemed to drip honey.

Qin Mo smiled, and then his voice was particularly low and hoarse: "Don't you ask me the result?"

"I believe you." She still said very sweetly. ,

Qin Mo smiled again: "Why?"

'Because you are Qin Mo. ' He Huan was like a little lamb, dragging out his voice for a long time, deliberately trying to please him.

Qin Mo's heart was instantly throbbing.

In fact, there are too many people who flatter him over the years, and he has heard too many nice words to listen to, but at this time, He Huan's words made him feel particularly good.

Probably, it's because she is He Huan.

It's not someone else, it's just because she is He Huan.

Qin Mo's Adam's apple loosened slightly, and his voice became lower: "You are getting better and better at saying nice things."

He Huan put the noodles up: "Then come back early, I'll give you some food, and I'll say nicer things to you."

After she finished speaking, Qin Mo laughed again, and after laughing for a while, he whispered with a hint of teasing: "I'm waiting for your instant noodles, try how delicious it is."

He Huan always felt that he was hateful, and stuck out his tongue: 'Then you have to come back early. '

With such sweet little tricks, Qin Mo simply didn't want to go back to the box to have dinner with those old men, but his natural restraint made him end the call.

Just as he was about to go back to the box, he saw Ai Jia standing on the other side of the aisle.

Qin Mo's eyes were stained with a layer of dark color, and he didn't want to say hello, but wanted to go into the box directly.

At this time, he still thought that the old men were more lovely.

Ai Jia's voice was fragile: 'Qin Mo, don't you even need to say hello to me? ’

Qin Mo paused, and after a long while he turned his head and looked at her quietly: “Why did you come back?”

“Qin Mo, I have freedom too, don’t I?” Ai Jia’s face was still fragile, and she looked like a pure and innocent woman…