he huan, she's not important 8

this bastard was obviously trying to do something in the car.

however, she didn't expect that the more she struggled, the angrier he got. in the end, he really couldn't hold it in and wanted to do it for real.

he huan was anxious. she did not want to have sex with him at this time, let alone in the car.

In the midst of his hurried breathing, a crisp sound rang out. She had slapped him.

Qin mo sobered up a little. He probably did not expect he Huan to be serious.

he was a little dazed by her slap and did not come back to his senses for a long time.

After a long time, he Huan slowly moved to the chair next to her and sat down. Her voice was a little hoarse."I want to go home."

Qin mo stared at her and sobered up a little. Then, he said in a hoarse voice, " "isn't this your home? Don't talk about divorce, I thought we made up for everything that happened between us. He Huan, are you going to deny it now?"