He Huan thought it was inappropriate. One reason was that he was afraid of trouble with Kang Qiao, and the other reason was that Kang Qiao had never been a father. She was afraid that she would not take good care of her. She wanted to say something, but Qin Mo had already dragged her back to her room.

As soon as the bedroom door was closed, Qin Mo pressed against the door panel and kissed her fiercely. She turned her head away with anger and desperately: "Qin Mo, you still have shamelessness. What do you think of Kang Qiao like this?"

Qin Mo still pressed against her, his voice smiling: "We are alone, one man and one woman, what do you think?"

He Huan glared at him, "I'm very tired tonight."

"I want it." He said straight to the point.

He Huan was speechless and had a hot face, "You only had it last night."

Qin Mo stretched out his finger and gently stroked her face, his voice softly: "Last night was the share of last night, and today's one has not yet been."

He Huan bit his lip: "We are not husband and wife, so we don't have this obligation."

"But I'm your boyfriend now, right?" His voice became hoarse, "Isn't it okay to do it once?"

As she said that, she had already carried her to the bed regardless of her wishes. She came on the sofa and the bathroom last night, so she was not very happy and satisfied. But just pressing her like this tonight made people feel excited in her pores.

This night, Qin Mo also came from his temperament. He would do whatever he wanted. He Huan cried later. He kissed her tears and coaxed her obediently, but he still couldn't bear to let go of her...

He Huan bit his shoulder and put his hands on his neck, feeling very aggrieved.

But he really was reluctant to let go and kissed her: "Hold on it again."

He probably won't be able to see him for about a week after leaving. If he had been patient for a long time before, he would have been used to it, but now he would not be able to endure it.

How many five years can I wait for in life? He doesn't want to wait anymore...

Just as Qin Mo occupied it without hesitation, Kang Qiao's room was staring at each other with big and small eyes.

Yihuan sat upright on the sofa, counting her little fingers: "I have to take a shower first at night, have a pink bathtub, sprinkle roses on it, and have to scrub me for a bath. Don't try too hard, the baby must wash it fragrantly!"

He also grabbed his little finger: "The baby must drink milk before going to bed and listen to the story, preferably there is still music."

Kang Qiao stared at her cute little face as big as a palm, and asked suspiciously: "You can't be Wagyu!"

Listen to music, scrub, red wine (milk), tell stories, what is the treatment of not wagyu?

But how could the child Yihuan know what the adults think? He asked naively: "Uncle Kang Qiao, do you want to treat me to Wagyu beef?"

Kang Qiao was speechless: "I really want to stew you."

Kid Yihuan stared at him, his eyes slowly covered with water, and then he cried: "Uncle is so bad."

I'm going to eat the baby!

When Yihuan cried like this, Kang Qiao was funny but felt warm in her heart. It turned out that the child was so cute.

He picked up Yihuan and kissed her, which was as fragrant as a small bun.

Yihuan forgot to cry, her white fingers touched Kang Qiao's face and said softly: "Uncle, you are so beautiful."

As a man, Kang Qiao is very happy, although she was praised by such a small baby.
Chapter completed!