The cold water was filled with biting coldness, but it made her feel unprecedentedly exciting and cheerful.

After staying in the bathroom for a while, she came out of the bathroom, and her hair that had not yet dried was dripping with water.

When she walked out of the bathroom, Mo Junhao was indeed still sitting in the living room waiting for her. When she saw her coming out, her thin lips bent upwards with a doting curve.

Standing up from the sofa, walked up, stood in front of her, and naturally took the towel from her hand and wiped the wetness from her hair for her.

"Dry your hair, or you'll catch a cold."

While rubbing her hair, he looked at her with a lower eyebrows and said half-seriously and half-jokingly.

Han Zhiqing looked up at his smile and moved the corners of her mouth slightly, "I understand, aren't you helping me with it now?"

She reached out and held Mo Junhao's arm, like a little woman who likes to act coquettishly, covering up the discomfort in her heart, and joking with Mo Junhao.

Mo Junhao looked at the smile on her face at this moment, and although he was still a little worried, he saw that she smiled and his heart relaxed a little.

"So fearless? If you really catch a cold, I don't plan to pay attention to you."

He reached out and hooked Gou Hanzhiqing's pretty nose with a doting look, joking.

But he saw Han Zhiqing just gave him a "you can do it" look and said, "It doesn't matter, just be willing to give up."

It was rare that she spoke to Mo Junhao in such a proud and confident tone. The words she said decisively caused Mo Junhao to smile.

The long arm stretched out, wrapped around Han Zhiqing's slender waist, bent down, and approached her a little, and said:

"It seems that you are really fearless."

"You are used to it, who should I blame?"

She smiled and reached back to hug Mo Junhao's waist and leaned in his arms. Only at this time could the helplessness in her eyes be filled with this short and unreal happiness that made her feel and unreal.

Mo Junhao's mood became better because of her occasional playful arguments. At the same time, his heart was moved again because of her words.

The original smile was stained with a touch of affection that was hard to ignore, and said:

"Yes, I've spoiled it, I'm willing to spoil you alone for the rest of my life."

He held her hands tightened his strength, and felt even more serious.

Han Zhiqing listened to his serious words, but under her seemingly calm face, there was a wave of heartbeats.

She closed her eyes and felt Mo Junhao's calm heartbeat, and her eyelashes trembled gently.

Mo Junhao, you are spoiled by you and are fearless. You are willing to spoil me for the rest of your life, and I only want to be spoiled by you for the rest of my life...

In her heart, she spoke to Mo Junhao the sweet words she had never said to him in person, but in her heart, she was as sweet as a blooming flower, and was so beautiful that it was beyond the reach of squareness.

"Are you sleepy? Go back to your room to rest, okay?"

After a moment, Mo Junhao let go of her body, leaned down and closed his eyes in his arms, and said with a bit of sleepiness.

Han Zhiqing suddenly opened her eyes because of his words, and a trace of indescribable complex emotions slipped through her eyes.

Although Mo Junhao saw it, he didn't know what her emotions meant.

Seeing her looking up at him again, staring at him with a hesitant expression for a while, and finally, she nodded a little lonely.

"good."

She retreated from Mo Junhao's arms, and she turned around and walked into the bedroom obediently.

There is an indescribable feeling of loneliness in my heart.

Mo Junhao looked at her lonely back that suddenly became silent, and a trace of confusion and worry flashed in her heart.

He lifted his heels and walked in behind her. Seeing her pulling the quilt on the bed with a look of sadness, she lay down on the bed with a sigh.

Mo Junhao walked to her side and sat down, reached out to cover the quilt on her body for her, but did not ask her why she suddenly felt sad.

I think it's related to what happened tonight.

If she didn't want to tell him, he would never ask.

He had said a few past events that she didn't want to be mentioned, and he didn't want to say them out of her mouth, which would be too cruel for her.

He deliberately ignored the uneasiness just now. His clear eyes looked low at Han Zhiqing's silent black eyes, leaned down, gently kissed her forehead, and said:

"Now, be obedient and sleep well, don't think about anything anymore, do you know?"

At this moment, Han Zhiqing just stared at him in a daze and said nothing. After a moment, she nodded faintly in Mo Junhao's increasingly worried eyes.

"good."

Reducing the worries in his eyes, he touched Han Zhiqing's cheek with satisfaction, and then spoke to her:

"Sleep well, I'll leave first."

A complicated look slipped through Han Zhiqing's eyes again when Mo Junhao stood up from the bed, but at this time, Mo Junhao did not notice it.

After getting up and looking at Han Zhiqing with concern again, he walked to the door, opened the door and walked out.

"Hao!"

Just as he walked into the living room and was heading towards the door, his steps stopped when he heard Han Zhiqing calling him in such a ecstatic voice that made him feel at ease.

The throbbing blue eyes quickly turned around, and a thousand waves were stirred up in the eyes.

The first time he heard Han Zhiqing call him "Hao" in person, using such an intimate name.

He remembered that she had never called him in person like this, and the only time she heard it was the time when she was facing Kaira's provocation, she called out such a title casually.

At that time, he was so excited that he could love her very much.

However, except for that time, even though they had too many close contacts, she always called him Mo Junhao with name and surname, or occasionally called him President or Mr. Mo to joke.

Although he didn't say anything, he still had some thoughts in his heart.

He liked her to call her by an exclusive name that belonged only to him, but this "Hao" stirred up the deepest throbbing in his heart.

When he turned around, he saw Han Zhiqing running out of the bedroom, running towards him barefoot, stepping on the cold ground.

In his throbbing blue eyes, he rushed to him and reached out to hug his waist, and made a low voice from his little head buried in his arms:

"Hao, okay don't leave tonight?"

She spoke, but a simple request once again aroused a thousand ripples in Mo Junhao's heart.

At this time, can he understand that he is not far from achieving the right result of cultivation?

This little woman is finally willing to speak out and take the initiative to keep him.

Now, what other reason can he have to refuse her request?

This little woman in her arms, who has always been too strong, has taken off her guard and disguise for him again and again, and every performance will make him ecstatic.

Mo Junhao, who was excited, forgot to respond at this time, but he just looked at Han Zhiqing, who was holding him tightly in his arms, forgot to respond.

Only Han Zhiqing's low voice accompanied by a little silence continued to come from her little head buried in his chest:

"Hao, would you please stay with me all night tonight? I don't want to be alone."

She put down her reserve, took off her invincible mask, and put down all her dignity. She asked Mo Junhao for the first time like this.

Tonight, Han Zhiwei's words reminded her of too many unbearable past events that she never dared to think about.

She was very scared and panicked. She didn't dare to stay alone in this empty villa.

That kind of fatal loneliness and emptiness will make her feel panicked. She wants someone to accompany her and someone who can give her an absolute sense of security to accompany her.

Even if it's just one night!

Mo Junhao finally came to his senses at this time, listening to the uneasiness and requests in her tone.

The original ecstasy was replaced by heartache at this time. He reached out and hugged her back, nodded to her, "Okay, I won't leave, I'll accompany you."

The nice sound sounded very safe at this time, and it easily calmed down Han Zhiqing's panic-hearted heart.

When Han Zhiqing got his consent, a hint of joy slipped through her eyes. She raised her eyes and looked at Mo Junhao. Her glad eyes were filled with a little gratitude:

"Thanks."

"Silly girl, why do you thank me?"

He smiled and kissed her soft hair with a doting smile, his eyes touching her bare feet stepping on the cold marble floor, and his brows frowned unhappily.

There was still a lot of pampering and heartache in the blame: "I just said that I would catch a cold if I didn't dry my hair, but now I ran out barefoot. Do you really want me to ignore you?"

While speaking, the man had already bent down and picked Han Zhiqing up and strode into the bedroom.

Han Zhiqing's expression seemed much more happy than before. When she heard Mo Junhao's reproach words, she just nodded obediently and said:

"Not next time. This time I'm in a hurry to call you so I can't wear my shoes."

She explained bluntly, and in Mo Junhao's ears, it was undoubtedly a bit sweeter than eating honey.

"What a silly girl."

Put Han Zhiqing on the bed, he smiled and drew the tip of her nose with a doting smile, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, now I'll lie down and sleep well, I'll accompany you."

"Um."

Han Zhiqing nodded, and the sadness and helplessness that remained in her eyes gradually disappeared at this time.

After Mo Junhao took off his clothes and lay down beside her, he put his long arms around her petite body and hugged her tightly.

He lowered his eyebrows to Han Zhiqing in his arms and said, "Silly girl, close your eyes and sleep well."

"Um."

Obediently closing her eyes in Mo Junhao's arms, she buried her head quietly in his chest.

Mo Junhao lowered his eyebrows and looked at the little woman in his arms, with his thin lips slightly bent upwards with a doting curve.
Chapter completed!