Chapter 4349 Mr. Qin, Are You Satisfied Now? 2

He Huan stopped him from talking: "Qin Mo, are you saying these things on purpose to please me, make me feel guilty, and make me reluctant to drive you away?"

Qin Mo's eyes became deeper and his voice became gentler. He smiled softly, "It's obvious, isn't it?"

They were clearly eating, but no one was in the mood. They kept talking, good or bad, scolding, and flattering. In short, the meal took more than two hours. They didn't look like an old couple at all.

After eating, Qin Mo packed up his things, and He Huan went upstairs to the living room to watch TV. She had slept for several hours and was not sleepy at all. Her health has improved a lot in the past six months.

Qin Mo went upstairs. He was not very interested in the idol drama she was watching, but he still sat next to her and took a business magazine and looked at it casually. After reading for a while, he turned it over and looked at the cover and found that it was the monthly issue.

Qin Mo smiled and glanced at He Huan.

He Huan was changing the channel, and his voice was quite impolite: "Why are you looking at me?"

Qin Mo smiled slightly: "Why didn't you stop this? Do you like to watch it?"

"It's too troublesome." He Huan's tone seemed very impatient, but the more she said this, the more Qin Mo was sure that she was actually waiting for him.

What divorce, what a clean break, it was clearly a child's temper.

Qin Mo suddenly put down the magazine in his hand, stretched out his hand to pick up his little guy, and put him on his lap.

He Huan immediately started to tease, biting his lip: "Qin Mo, what are you doing?"

Qin Mo kissed her, his voice a little hoarse: "It's late, go to bed."

She was afraid that he would really carry her back to the room, so she hurriedly shouted: "I'm not sleepy yet."

Qin Mo raised his hand to check the time, and then said slowly: "It's almost twelve o'clock, it's late, staying up late is not a good habit."

He really picked her up and went back to the room, and He Huan hit her several times but it was useless.

She was put into the bed, biting her lip: "I said I don't want to sleep yet."

Qin Mo leaned against the bedside, took out his phone to deal with the last few things, and said with a smile: "You don't want to see Mrs. Qin anymore, we are an old couple, and we should go to bed at this time."

He Huan stared at him.

In her countless memories, he always lied with a smile.

But this time it was not like that, he really thought she should go to bed, her body was better, and he would not let her be vulnerable again casually.

Even if it would be very hard.

Qin Mo closed his eyes, stretched out his hand, and interlocked his fingers with hers, which was also a very intimate little gesture.

He Huan couldn't sleep, so he deliberately talked to her, and she would be sleepy after talking.

"He Huan." He called her.

In the dark, He Huan's voice was a little faint: "Hmm?"

"I'm back, you don't seem happy?" His voice was smiling.

He Huan's voice was long: "Really?"

Qin Mo's smile deepened: "Obviously unhappy! Did I make you unhappy, or did I make you... unhappy, huh? (This is not repetition, this is two meanings! Chinese is profound!)"

He Huan was silent for a long time, and finally spoke up with some intolerance: "Or, I will go set off firecrackers now, so that Mr. Qin will be happier?"

"Oh, this is not the way to make me happy, you can... think about whether there is any other better way, without so much effort, without disturbing others, a gentler way." Qin Mo seemed to be in a good mood.