She stood in the living room with a complicated smile on her lips, which looked a little more meaningful.

She saw that Mo Junhao was still busy in the kitchen, and she didn't bother to disturb him.

She was just curious that such a wealthy young master who was loved by thousands of people could know how to cook. This fact made her feel a little strangely funny.

Looking away from Mo Junhao's busy figure, she stood up, left the living room, and walked towards the balcony.

Not long after, he saw her walking in from the balcony with a pile of clothes, and Mo Junhao was putting the fried dishes on the dining table.

Seeing that she was holding the pile of clothes he left yesterday in her hand, he looked at her with a smile, raised his eyebrows, and watched her approach.

"These are your clothes. Don't forget to take them back when you leave."

She stood in front of him and spoke.

Mo Junhao lowered his eyebrows and looked at the clothes Han Zhiqing was holding. They had obviously been washed, and the fragrance of laundry detergent still remained on them.

Once again, Mr. Mo showed his white teeth for this, and his silly smile appeared in Han Zhiqing's sight again, making her frown.

What good thing happened to him again? Why are you giggling?

Just as she was at a loss, she saw Mo Junhao smiling happily as he took the clothes she handed over and put them aside casually.

He stretched out his long arms and swiftly pulled her into his arms. When she subconsciously struggled to move back, she heard his evil voice with a sinister evil tone coming from his mouth:

"You washed it for me?"

Such a realization made Mo Junhao feel flattered again.

The hands holding Han Zhiqing's body gradually tightened, and her eyes were filled with joy that could not be concealed.

That kind of indescribable warmth surged into Mo Junhao's heart, and suddenly, he felt the feeling that only couples can have.

Like those ordinary families without servants, the husband goes to work and the wife stays at home to wash and cook for him.

As he thought about it, he became so happy that the smile in his eyes deepened.

But Han Zhiqing couldn't hear the meaning of joy in his words, and looked at the smile in his eyes, but she was still at a loss.

Of course she had to wash these clothes when they were placed at her home. This was just her personal habit and had nothing to do with other reasons.

But...why is Mo Junhao so happy?

Feeling the strength around her waist, her brows furrowed in disgust: "Can you let go of me?"

She struggled in his arms twice, and her voice suddenly dropped.

But Mo Junhao was always in a good mood. Seeing Han Zhiqing's sullen face, he didn't take it seriously.

However, the hand wrapped around her waist was released obediently.

He leaned down to her ear, lowered his voice, and said in a low voice: "You performed very well, I will reward you well."

After saying these words, he put the clothes she had cleaned back into Han Zhiqing's hands and smiled evilly again:

"Keep it for me and wear it next time."

After saying that, without giving Han Zhiqing a chance to speak, she turned around and went back to the kitchen to get busy, but her strong back showed some unconcealable joy.

Han Zhiqing stared blankly at the clothes that were put back in her hands, recalling what Mo Junhao had just said, and finally came to her senses.

A trace of anger flashed in his eyes, but his ears turned red inadvertently.

Not intending to dwell on this useless issue with Mo Junhao, she threw her clothes aside and returned to the living room to sit down.

Thinking back on what happened in the past two days, I always feel that everything happened out of nowhere.

Regarding Mo Junhao, she always treated him unintentionally.

I wanted to avoid him, but found that I was getting closer and closer to him.

She was lost in thought again, staring blankly outside the room in a daze. It was not until she felt Mo Junhao's approaching footsteps that she suddenly came back to her senses. Mo Junhao was already standing in front of her.

"What are you thinking about? Come here for dinner."

He leaned down, pulled up Han Zhiqing who was sitting on the sofa in a daze, and walked towards the restaurant with a smile on her face.

Han Zhiqing finally came back to her senses when Mo Junhao pulled her to the dining table and sat down.

Seeing the table full of delicious dishes and the aroma that irritated the tip of her nose made Han Zhiqing feel full of energy.

The originally dull mood became relaxed and comfortable when the dishes on this table were touched.

She raised her eyes and saw Mo Junhao putting two bowls of rice on the dining table. Looking at him wearing an apron, her eyes touched Mo Junhao's clothes that she had put aside at first.

Suddenly, as if something came to his mind, he let out a cry and burst out laughing uncontrollably.

Mo Junhao couldn't hide his surprise at Han Zhiqing's sudden reaction.

This was the first time he saw such a smile on Han Zhiqing's face. In fact, this smile really bloomed from her eyes.

He didn't know what she thought was so funny, but such a smile really made him ecstatic, and he wished he could keep such a smile forever.

"What's so funny?"

He put the rice in front of her, looked at the moving smile that still remained in her eyes, and asked aloud.

Han Zhiqing also realized her gaffe at this time, her smile faded, she reached out her hand, covered the corners of her mouth, and retracted her smile.

Her expression was a little unnatural, and she shook her head, "It's nothing."

Her face turned red because she was holding back her laughter. She picked up the chopsticks, as if to hide the embarrassment on her face, lowered her head, picked up the rice, and gently picked it up.

She may not know how cute her actions are at this time, and how touching she is in Mo Junhao's eyes.

Mo Junhao looked at the way she was picking up the rice, and the endearing smile in her eyes gradually spread across his face.

This...is the real Zhiqing.

Her naughty and childish cuteness was revealed, and she took off the layers of cold disguise that seemed strong but was actually extremely fragile. He was so moved by the sight of her in front of him.

He didn't know what he had done to make her laugh so happily, but if he could make her laugh happily like this all the time, he really didn't mind being a clown who could make her happy.

Coax her, pamper her, accompany her, and laugh for the rest of her life.

With a slight blink of his eyes, Mo Junhao's eyes were full of endearment and relief. He picked up the rice on the table and leaned down to eat.

When she is in a good mood, he will be in a better mood. In short, as I said before, everything about Mo Junhao is easily affected by Han Zhiqing.

When she was halfway through eating the rice in the bowl, Han Zhiqing suddenly raised her eyes and looked at her. The smile in her eyes at the beginning was still there, and even grew stronger.

"Mo Junhao."

She spoke with very little initiative, and the smile in her voice made Mo Junhao feel even more delighted.

When he heard Han Zhiqing calling him, his eyes immediately turned to her. Seeing the smile in her eyes, a corner of his heart became extremely soft.

"What's wrong?"

He smiled softly, looked at her and asked.

Seeing Han Zhiqing put down the chopsticks in her hands, folded her hands and placed them on the dining table, she coughed a few times, tried hard to suppress the smile that was about to burst out in her heart, and then said: "Yesterday..."

Thinking of the question she wanted to ask, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but twitch.

When Mo Junhao saw her look like this, it seemed that he had really done something embarrassing that made her want to laugh out loud.

Even though she controlled her smile very well and her smile was reserved, for someone like Han Zhiqing, who has always been cold and cold, this was indeed a bit uncharacteristic of her style.

He looked at her, chuckled, put down the chopsticks in his hands, stood up and sat on the chair next to her, approached her, and said in a very good mood: "What happened yesterday?"

He thought that the reason why she smiled so happily must be because she remembered something funny yesterday.

It's just...what was so funny about yesterday that made her smile so happily when she was still sullen in the morning.

"Oh, nothing."

Facing the confusion in Mo Junhao's eyes, Han Zhiqing suppressed her smile, shook her head, and said casually: "I just suddenly remembered that when you left yesterday, you seemed to be wrapped in a bath towel."

She didn't realize this when she was in a hurry to get him to leave yesterday. She just saw him wearing an apron and accidentally saw that set of clothes. Then she remembered that yesterday he was... well, he went back naked.

of.

At best, it's just wrapped in a bath towel.

Mo Junhao didn't expect that she would think of this after laughing for so long. The corners of her originally smiling mouth froze, and she was obviously dumbfounded when she saw the still thick smile in Han Zhiqing's eyes.

If these words were spoken by another woman, Mo Junhao would not be too surprised.

However, this sentence came from the mouth of this always cold woman. The reason why she laughed was because he wrapped a bath towel and left, so she laughed?

God! Can he hold this little woman in his arms and celebrate properly now? She can actually make fun of him.

Yesterday, he was indeed "driven" away from home by her wrapped in a bath towel.

When he returned to the Mo family, all the servants, including his parents, were confused by his appearance.

But now, this woman is smiling so happily because of such a thing. Doesn't he think it's time to celebrate?

She is Han Zhiqing, the cold Han Zhiqing who everyone thought could not joke.

She was joking with him now, and this smile was so heartwarming and so cherishable.

He stared at her blankly, dumbfounded for a while before coming back to his senses. Then, in the huge villa, Mr. Mo's clear and excited laughter came.

He put his arms around Han Zhiqing, who was still smiling broadly at the dining table, and he lowered his voice pretending to be displeased:

"You're a shameless woman. You drove me away yesterday, and now you have the nerve to laugh at me."
Chapter completed!