Chapter 4323: Autocratic Domineering Pet 3

Qin Mo's gaze was a bit far-reaching. For a moment, he laughed, and stretched out his hand to pinch He Huan's face, "But it's me who enjoys it."
She stared at him and scolded him shamelessly.
And he really smiled shamelessly: "He Huan, you don't know men, in fact men are very superficial."
He Huan turned his body to ignore him, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
But Qin Mo just smiled and sat down to flatten her, with a gentle voice: ‘Sleep for a while, I’ll call you for dinner. ’
He also helped her cover the quilt. He Huan was a little bit dumbfounded. In fact, she didn't want to sleep, but she didn't want to communicate with him at the moment, so she closed her eyes.
Qin Mo looked at her quietly for a while, then left and went to cook by himself.
In addition to normal meals, I also made a red bean soup, which enriches blood, and the taste is very delicious...
When He Huan woke up, he could smell the scent of the food, and beside him, there was another good smelling body.
She knew that Qin Mo was by her side.
She moved herself, and leaned her head on his shoulder, her voice was a little hoarse: "You are really particular, take a shower after cooking."
He smiled and reached out to rub her loose hair: "Can't stand the smell of oil smoke."
"Then don't cook, let others do it." She put her head on his lap, and didn't get up in a hurry, rarely leaning on him like a docile kitten.
It may be because of a little injury!
He Huan never knew he was so hypocritical.
Qin Mo smiled: "Today is different."
He is the president of a company. It is not easy to work in City C. It is true that he does not have this time to soak in the kitchen every day. He is not a mother-in-law man. He thinks cooking for women is true love.
Good men will give women enough sense of security.
Today is different. She is injured, so she can behave appropriately... is also a way for a good man?
He Huan lay on his stomach, poked him lightly with a little hand, and then smiled and asked, "What did you do?"
Qin Mo thought for a moment: "What you love, there are blood porridge, blood glutinous rice, red beans and red dates."
He Huan frowned upon hearing this: "I don't want to eat red beans."
Red beans are her most annoying food, not one of them.
But Qin Mo insisted: "You have to eat something."
He coaxed her again: "Good boy."
"I don't want to be good." He Huan bit his lip: ‘I think you just want to poison me. ’
Qin Mo stretched out his hand to hold her small chin and twisted it dangerously, "What good is it for me to poison you?"
"I don't know." He Huan said softly: "Anyway, you let me drink red bean soup just to poison me."
Qin Mo was really angry and funny: "He Huan, are you unreasonable?"
She blinked: "If you don't let me drink, I will be reasonable."
He stared at her, looked for a while and said, forget it, then picked her up.
He Huan hugged his neck, still bargaining: "I just don't want to eat red beans."
Qin Mo looked at her, his eyes darkened: "Apart from red beans, what else do you hate most?"
His voice became muffled in vain: "We will choose something else if we don't want to eat red beans."
It took a few seconds for He Huan to realize what he meant, his face flushed, and he stared at him.
Qin Mo smiled lightly and pinched her cheek: "Will you eat now?"
He Huan was very angry and glared at him: "You are so nasty."