Chapter 4250 I Don’t Look Good? 2000 Words
When He Huan heard the voice, she looked up from Qin Mo's arms and saw Qin Chen wearing a black shirt, holding a cup of coffee, leaning against the door.
Those long legs looked so sexy, and the messy short hair was simply...
If it weren't for knowing that Qin Chen was a woman, He Huan felt that she would immediately like her.
However, He Huan also had her own thoughts.
She didn't immediately fall in love with Qin Mo, but she was extremely amazed by Qin Chen, which meant that Qin Chen was more handsome than Qin Mo.
Just thinking about it, she looked at Qin Mo with some resentment.
Qin Mo never had a good face for Gou Ersao's sister. He got up and walked over, and kicked the door expressionlessly. Then, he turned around, put his hands across his body, and said to his silly wife: "Qin Chen is a woman, no matter how handsome she is, she is still a woman, and she can't give you happiness."
He Huan sat on the bed, small and cute.
She blinked her eyes, looking cute: "It's good to take a look!"
After she finished speaking, she saw Qin Mo's expression changed, and there was something unknown in his black eyes.
His eyes were very clear, as if he was doing something bad.
He Huan didn't understand, so she could only look at him eagerly, and her body moved unnaturally.
She wanted to escape, but Qin Mo didn't allow it, and pressed her little head with one hand.
They were really close, and He Huan was very uncomfortable. Her little head moved in his hand.
Qin Mo pressed it down, and then asked in a low voice: "I don't look good, huh?"
He Huan was scared and stammered: "Pretty."
"Then, why do you want to look at Qin Chen, she is prettier than me?" His handsome face was getting closer and closer, as if to let her see more clearly.
He Huan's pupils dilated, biting her lips, looking at a loss.
Qin Mo squinted, "Speak."
"It's just as pretty." He Xiaohuan learned to be smart and squeezed out a fake smile.
President Qin was not satisfied, so he pinched her chin and continued to interrogate her: "Who is prettier, me or Qin Chen? Or Rong Yue."
In fact, it is easier to choose among the three people, at least, it will not offend people so much.
He Huan was a little cunning, staring at him for a long time, and then slowly said: "Qin Chen is the prettiest, followed by you, and finally Rong Yue."
After she finished speaking, she looked at Qin Mo cautiously. ,
Qin Mo smiled, "Not stupid."
He Huan breathed a sigh of relief, and he said again: "I just don't know if you are telling the truth."
"Of course it is true," He Huan immediately said flatteringly: "It must be true, I don't lie."
Qin Mo's expression was much happier. In fact, this kind of psychology is not difficult to understand. His imaginary enemy has always been Rong Yue, so how can he care about his sister at this moment.
He Huan passed the test and immediately jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom.
While brushing her teeth, she blushed as she recalled the way Qin Chen looked just now. In fact, Qin Chen is the prettiest, even if she is a woman, it's good to look at her.
He Huan continued to brush her teeth, and suddenly she remembered something.
She looked up at the mirror for a few seconds, and then she opened the door and said to Qin Mo outside before she had rinsed the foam in her mouth: "Why is Qin Chen here?"
It was really weird to wear a shirt and drink coffee lazily this early in the morning.
Qin Mo was tying his tie, and turned around when he heard her voice, "I came here at night."
He Huan probably guessed it, and brushed it hard with the toothbrush for a few times, and then asked with a mouth full of foam: "Qin Mo, did you get sick at night?"
Qin Mo did not deny it, nor did he say anything, but just looked at her quietly.
He Huan's reaction was very strange, and she brushed her teeth hard twice, and then went to the bathroom to rinse her mouth.
Later, when she came out again, she threw herself into Qin Mo's arms.
It was like two ribs, embedded in his arms.
It hurt a little, but this pain was warm, and it turned into a small one that stayed safely in his arms.
Qin Mo looked down at her, his voice gentle: "What's wrong?"
He Huan hugged him, buried her little face in his arms, and asked him sullenly: "Why didn't you tell me you were sick?"
Qin Mo smiled gently, "You're not a doctor."
This sounds right, but it's wrong.
He Huan is not a little fool, she bit her lip: "But, I have to take care of you."
"Just Qin Chen is enough." He lowered his head: "Besides, you are fine too, you need to rest, don't you?"
He Huan always felt that there was something wrong with his words, and later she realized that it was because in his heart she had always been the one being taken care of, and she didn't need to participate in anything he did, he treated her like a child.
Later, she gradually became dissatisfied with his attitude towards children. But at this time, He Huan still enjoyed the feeling of being pampered, and didn't think there was anything wrong with Qin Mo's attitude.
She nodded slowly and raised her head, "You should be ready now, right?"
Qin Mo nodded and continued to tie his tie, saying, "I have to go to the company in a while. You stay at home. I'll let Qin Chen accompany you. She won't be at work until the afternoon."
He Huan followed him eagerly, "Can Qin Chen cook?"
Who knew that when the door opened, Qin Chen was leaning against the door, raised a cup to He Huan, and blinked, "I know Dianping."
Qin Mo rolled his eyes at his sister's humor, and then said to He Huan, "Her cooking skills are now comparable to those of Michelin chefs."
He Huan's eyes suddenly became bright: Can she change her husband?
Qin Chen smiled again and put the coffee cup in He Huan's hand: "The coffee I made is also top-notch, do you want to try it?"
She had already prepared breakfast, and Qin Mo walked over and said in a low voice: "Her health is not good, and besides..."
His eyes fell quietly on his sister's face, and he spoke in a hoarse voice for a long time: 'Don't give her coffee. '
Qin Chen smiled and said nothing else.
He Huan stared at them and thought they were a little strange.
Qin Chen patted her and sat over: "Have breakfast, I will accompany you in the morning, and the second brother should be back at noon."
After she finished speaking, she looked at Qin Mo thoughtfully.
Qin Mo laughed: "I'm fine."
He Huan looked at this and that, wanting to ask but not daring.
Now she lives in the world of two adults. To others, she is just a little kid.
Suddenly, she missed it a little. If she became a director, would she be on an equal footing with Qin Mo?
Of course, this was just her opinion. Before losing his memory, He Huan was still dusty.
Qin Mo was really busy. He left after breakfast. Qin Chen accompanied him to eat breakfast.
She looked up and saw He Huan stuffing bread into his mouth while staring blankly in the direction of the outside.