Mrs. Qin, you have no backbone

He Huan was furious. He was really shameless.

Qin mo laughed again. He held her small shoulders and pressed her into his embrace."did you miss me?"

there were no sweet words, but at this moment, it was so sweet that it couldn't be dissolved. he huan didn't say anything. her small face was buried in his arms, absorbing the warmth of his body.

She thought of what he had said to her at that time. He had been cold to her for half a year, and he hadn't cared about her at all. She still felt a little wronged.

she didn't speak, nor did she hug him. she just gently leaned into his arms.

after a while, qin mo's bathrobe was wet and a large patch had fallen off. he did not know whether to laugh or cry."Why are you crying? are you too happy that you won't be abandoned by your husband?"

He Huan glared at him. I'm not.

Qin mo laughed again and did not tease her anymore. After kissing her, he got off the bed."I'm going to cook. I'm hungry."