A cynical sentence attracted Han Zhiqing to roll her eyes in anger.

“Don’t feel too good about yourself.”

After falling down this sentence, she walked around him and walked out of the office. Her slightly faster back smelled of running away.

That's right, he guessed it again. Just now, she did... think of him.

Behind her, Mo Junhao looked at her escaped back, chuckled, followed her quickly, and naturally held her hand behind her, and walked out of the DKS building with a smile on her face in front of everyone.

"What are you doing when you get in my car?"

Han Zhiqing, who was about to drive, couldn't help but ask when she saw Mo Junhao sitting down on her secondary seat.

But Mo Junhao looked at her with a little innocent look, and there was sorrow in his blue eyes:

"Did you forget? My car key fell into your ditch."

One sentence once again attracted Han Zhiqing's annoyed roll of eyes:

"Mr. Mo, I didn't ask you to throw the key in."

At this time, he was still pretending to be innocent with her.

Who told him to throw away the car keys when he was idle, and he said he wanted to enhance his relationship with her?

Only he would use this method to enhance his relationship with her.

Although he looked irritated, his smile deepened because of his childish and funny behavior.

Hearing Han Zhiqing called him "Mr. Mo", this playful title made him feel even more excited.

She likes to joke with him and shows her naughty side in front of him, which is what he wants most.

She sat in a lazy sitting position in the driver's seat, put her slender arms on Han Zhiqing's shoulders, and said:

"Miss Qing, I need shelter tonight. Can you take me in?"

“Salary?”

Han Zhiqing was a little confused by his words, and for a moment she didn't notice his fun name.

"My prince and grandfather must be waiting for me at my house now, look..."

He smiled maliciously, and his fingers casually played with her hair scattered on his shoulders, but his evil blue eyes threw their eyes towards her chest.

Following his malicious gaze, Han Zhiqing lowered her head and saw that he was coveting her chest. Her eyes instantly closed and she narrowed her eyes slightly towards him.

The other hand slapped off the "savage hand" that was on her shoulder, and gave him a roll of eyes.

Then, his face calmly turned serious, ignoring the embarrassed look that was deliberately pretending to be in his eyes, and said:

"The prince came from Great Britain thousands of miles away, and it is a bit unreasonable to ignore him."

"But he wants me to marry another woman."

He showed a helpless gesture to her and spread his hands to her, "What do you think you should do?"

Han Zhiqing completely ignored the difficult look on his face.

Although she had no worries about anything in her eyes, she had to act in a difficult situation and escape in front of her.

If Mo Junhao can't even handle such a small matter, would he still be the confident and energetic Mo Junhao in her eyes?

She glanced at him and started the car while talking to Mo Junhao:

"You shouldn't turn to me for this matter."

The car slowly drove out of the DKS building, but someone was still silly and really planned to stay at her house tonight.

Hearing her answer, he suddenly smirked and said:

"I thought of a way to have the best of both worlds, but you need your cooperation."

"I?"

Han Zhiqing didn't hear the malicious tone in his tone and asked:

"How to cooperate?"

"that is……"

The blue eyes slid over a cunning color at this time. He reached out and put his hand over Han Zhiqing's shoulder and said, "Go home with me, I told them that I want to get married, but you are the one whom I marry."

A casual sentence made Han Zhiqing so shocked that she suddenly stepped on the brakes, her eyes poured incredibly towards Mo Junhao's cynical face, but her heartbeat accelerated for some reason.

At this time, his eyes were unnaturally withdrawn from his face. The inexplicable panic in his heart occupied her heart. The hand on the steering wheel was quietly clenched, and even the highlighted veins could be seen on the back of her hand.

Even so, the strangeness in her eyes was not too obvious in front of Mo Junhao.

Avoiding Mo Junhao's gaze, she found a reason casually, curling her originally relaxed mood, and her voice instantly became cold:

"I'm driving, don't touch my feet."

She found a reasonable reason for her sudden brake just now, and then started the car again, ignoring the seemingly true joke that Mo Junhao said just now.

At this time, Mo Junhao also noticed the strange thing on her face and his heart tightened.

He restrained the playfulness in his heart just now, looked at her with a little worry in his eyes and said, "What's wrong, Zhiqing?"

He once again captured the panic that flashed through her eyes.

"fine."

Her voice was low and a little inexplicably dumb, which made Mo Junhao's heart slightly tighten.

He could guess that the reason why she suddenly changed her face must be related to his joke that he just said he wanted to marry her.

She must be afraid of something, but she endured these fears alone and was unwilling to let him know.

He couldn't let her believe him all.

Although the words just now were a joke he teased her, as long as she spoke and if she wanted, he would really marry her.

He frowned and looked at her seemingly calm side face with concern, seeing her slightly blinking eyelashes clearly revealing some worries and some panic that he could not say.

He didn't know where such panic came from, but it did exist.

"Zhiqing..."

"Don't joke about getting married in the future."

Han Zhiqing suddenly spoke, her voice was faint, but it seemed to be pressing against something.

Mo Junhao's heart tightened, and an indescribable feeling surged into his heart.

He wanted to tell her much that this sentence was not a joke, he really wanted to marry her.

Finally, he opened his mouth and took the words back. Perhaps, it was not the time yet.

She was able to take off her guard and accept him now, which was already a big breakthrough for her, and she couldn't be anxious about anything.

"Okay, I won't be kidding like this."

Finally, he nodded to her and the car fell silent again.

Half an hour later, Han Zhiqing's car gradually drove into the villa halfway up the mountain, and her expression became a little softer.

After getting off the car, she walked to the door and suddenly, as if she was thinking of something, stopped opening the door:

"You really don't plan to go home?"

When Mo Junhao heard her question, he was stunned at first, and then chuckled:

"Go back after dinner with you."

Han Zhiqing was stunned again because of his answer, and then laughed helplessly, "You don't have to eat with me every day."

Her words attracted Mo Junhao to shrugging indifferently. When she opened the door, she reached out and pulled her into the house: "If you don't have dinner with you, then you can secretly eat instant noodles?"

He lowered his eyebrows and looked at her stunned eyes and smiled.

In a word, Han Zhiqing was so confused that she didn't know how to answer for a while.

She used to eat instant noodles every day, which was both time-saving and trouble-free. What's more, she didn't pay much attention to eating, as long as she could fill her stomach.

However, in the past two days, only two days, her stomach seemed to be being raised by someone.

The instant noodles... really can't satisfy her.

Looking at Mo Junhao, she shook her head and smiled bitterly, actively stretched out her hand around Mo Junhao's waist, and said with a smile:

"You have been raising your mouth these two days, and you can't look down on instant noodles anymore."

"Then I plan to keep your mouth a little bit more so that I can marry you home."

His words came out, but in the next second, he paused and his eyes suddenly turned to Han Zhiqing. Sure enough, when he saw her hearing him say this, his smile immediately froze.

"Zhiqing..."

“What will we eat tonight?”

She quickly interrupted Mo Junhao's words, and her face had returned to normal.

Mo Junhao looked at her quickly recovering her face and her forced smile on her face, and her heart aches.
To be continued...