Chapter 4114 Head-On Confrontation 6

"No way." Qin Mo smiled faintly, stretched out his hand to hold her little head, and pushed her back, then said in a low voice, "Isn't it dangerous to come out like this? It's already late at night."

He Huan bit her lip: "It's okay, there is surveillance and I know you are back."

The door was closed, and she frowned at him: "You smell of cigarettes and alcohol."

"Do you want to smell it to see if there is any perfume?" Qin Mo's voice was a little funny, and he pressed her in his arms, "Little dog, smell it?"

He Huan felt that she was suffocated to death, and cried in his arms, "Qin Mo, you are so bad."

Qin Mo was particularly happy, "Are you going to say it or not, huh?"

He Huan came out of his arms, bit her lip and said pitifully: "I should be happy if you drink and smoke?"

As she said, she pulled his sleeve and said in a low voice: "Look at how hard you have been these days, and now you smoke and drink, you think I won't worry, right?"

"You care about me." Qin Mo smiled, and his eyebrows relaxed.

He Huan was furious and glared at him: "Qin Mo, you are so mean."

He didn't know how many times he had said this, but he always found a chance. He was so mean.

Qin Mo smiled, "Okay, help me make a bowl of noodles. Just make me whatever flavor you like."

He Huan muttered: 'Didn't you say that your instant noodles are unhealthy? '

"Kissing is not hygienic, but there are still people who do it." Qin Mo smiled lightly, then patted her: "Go quickly, I'm really hungry."

He Huan said, "Oh", and went there eagerly.

When she was down, Qin Mo took off his coat, walked to the French window, and lowered his head to light a cigarette.

He seldom smoked at home, especially when He Huan was around, but today he felt very upset...

He didn't care about Ai Jia, but if he was cruel to Ai Jia, he didn't know if Qin Lu would blame him...

Qin Mo sat on the sofa, quietly watching the outside, and didn't smoke much. He didn't lower his head until the cigarette was burned out. When he was about to put it out, He Huan came over and bit his lip: "You smoke again."

"I feel a little upset, smoke one." Qin Mo's voice was hoarse.

He Huan bit his lip, and didn't say the last word, just put the noodles on the table in the restaurant, "I added a piece of ham after it was cooked."

Qin Mo smiled very lightly, then followed her and sat down.

The instant noodles in front of him were cooked by He Huan and smelled particularly good. Anyway, it was a little different from usual.

Qin Mo took a deep sniff, "It smells good."

"Of course, I've made it many times." He Huan sat beside him and handed him the chopsticks, "Eat it, taste it."

Qin Mo smiled and rubbed her hair before eating, "So good."

"I'm not a cat or a puppy." He Huan snorted and pushed his hand away, "Don't be like that."

"Then what do you want me to be like?" Qin Mo smiled slightly, "Actually, cats and puppies are also good, and there will be no worries."

He Huan sat beside him, supporting her chin with one hand, looking at him quietly, and after a while she whispered, "Qin Mo, are you worried? I always feel that something is wrong with you coming back today, but everything has been resolved, right?"

His eyes became a little deeper, and he smiled for a while, "Yes, everything has been resolved."