Qin Ye, who had not left for a long time, went and returned, and the brothers who were still playing in the Emperor Shang Hall were confused when they saw him with a cold face.

Didn't you hit people when you left? Why don't you open the forest again?

"Hey, can I ask you a question?" Qian Cheng snatched Qin Mo and drank the remaining half of the bottle of wine, and the cub seemed to be placed at an angle that Qin Mo couldn't reach, and without waiting for him to refuse, he said, "At the beginning...... Why did you decide to marry Tang Huan? ”

To be honest, he's always been curious.

Qin Mo leaned back on the sofa and looked at the roof, his voice deep and a little disguised gentleness.

"Sooner or later, I have to get married, and I just met a marriage that looks pleasing to the eye and meets my heart, and I will marry, this is all a lie," he said, his expression calm mixed with memories: "You don't need a reason to marry the woman you like." ”

The word "you ......" was followed by a lengthy silence, Qian Cheng was speechless, and said secretly in his heart: Grandma Qin really had no intention of inserting willows into the willows.

In the second half of the night, Qin Mo returned home with complicated feelings and went straight to Tang Qinghuan's room, oh no, Tang Qinghuan slept in his room today.

Pushing the door in, it was pitch black, with only the faint moonlight shining in through the window.

Gently closed the door, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, raised her hand to caress Tang Qinghuan's cheek, her face under the moonlight had a little more hazy, adding a bit of mysterious beauty.

Qin Mo looked at her quietly like this, his eyes gentle.

I don't know how long it took, an hour or more, the sleeping little woman's eyelids moved slightly, and her long eyelashes fluttered with it, undulating with her breath like the wings of a butterfly.

Qin Oh raised his eyebrows, and his voice was very calm: "Don't pretend to be asleep when you wake up." ”

Tang Qinghuan didn't think about how to face him, so he simply continued to close his eyes and ignore it.

Two seconds later, the bed on her side suddenly sank, and she snapped open her eyes to see the man lying next to her, lifted the quilt and got in, and held her in her arms with a force that she could not break free.

"Don't move."

His voice was deep and hoarse, and it sounded particularly sexy at night. Tang Qinghuan was tempted unhappily, and involuntarily stopped struggling.

This was followed by doubling the frustration.

The bodies of the two were close together, her face was close to his chest, the breath was intertwined, and the atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.

Small pink bubbles bubbled up in the air.

Tang Qinghuan was so depressed in his heart that he couldn't wait to kick him off the bed, and after a long time, he said in a low and dull voice: "Aren't you leaving?" Why did you come back. ”

The tone is full of complaints and grievances.

Qin Mo's lowered eyes fluctuated, dyed with a layer of deep complexity, and called her name one by one: "Huanhuan...... Huanhuan ......"

called her name one after another, as if to imprint the word Huanhuan firmly in her mind and heart.

Whenever he called her by her nickname, Tang Qinghuan had the illusion that he cherished her, a man's voice was the kind she liked, and every time she heard it, she wanted to get pregnant.

This sensuality is infinitely amplified at night.

She couldn't bear it a little, and sighed helplessly: "Qin Mo, what are you going to do?" If you have something to say, go back to your room and sleep if you have nothing to do. ”

Don't tempt her all the time.

Qin Mo hugged her hand tightly, his eyes stared at her frowning brow, a hint of apology rose in his black eyes, and he said in a low voice: "Huanhuan, I'm sorry." ”

"Huh?" Tang Qinghuan was hallucinating for a while, "What did you just say?" ”