National Day holiday without Mo Junhao
The extremely gentle kiss was aimed at Han Zhiqing's lips again and covered it.
The two were playing on the sofa, and the news broadcast on TV was undoubtedly a fatal blow to the protagonist in the report.
But it doesn't attract any attention from them.
It's like, this "catastrophe" has nothing to do with them.
After a long time of fighting, the two stopped until they were a little tired.
The bath towel that Mo Junhao had already wrapped around him then slid down below his belly at this time, and the place that was not completely blocked was faintly visible and seemed to be about to cause crime.
Han Zhiqing's eyes touched there inadvertently, and her face suddenly turned red.
Compared to the fight just now, her face turned redder to her ears at this time.
Although she has done that kind of thing with Mo Junhao many times, whenever she sees her Chi-Shi-Luo-Ti in such a state of complete enlightenment, she will still blush involuntarily.
His eyes were unnaturally withdrawn from him and was about to turn elsewhere, but Mo Junhao happened to quickly catch it.
He reached out his hand badly, held up her chin, turned her face toward him, and then locked her guilty and dodging eyes, and his blue eyes were full of playfulness and evil spirits:
"If you want to see me, I can take it off and show it to you, don't be embarrassed."
Such direct words made Han Zhiqing's face burn again. Her unhappy eyes glared at him fiercely and said angrily:
"If you continue to be so inappropriate, you can get home now."
"Haha~~ OK, OK, OK, I promise, I will try to be serious as much as possible."
Mo Junhao smiled happily and sat on the sofa, holding Han Zhiqing's body, and said in a good mood, "Okay, don't be angry, I've tried to be serious."
Try to...
He was embarrassed to say, and he actually said "try to do what he could".
Is it that it is so difficult to stay serious in front of her as he said?
Han Zhiqing thought to herself in a bad mood, and then she heard Mo Junhao suddenly think of something, lowered her head, and spoke to her, "By the way, Zhiqing, I can't accompany you the day after tomorrow."
"the day after tomorrow?"
Han Zhiqing didn't react for a moment. He heard him say this and raised her head from his arms.
"Well, the long holiday will start tomorrow. I made an appointment with my parents to accompany them to play abroad for a few days the day after tomorrow. I have been abroad before and have no time to accompany them."
Han Zhiqing's heart suddenly sank a little at this time, and her longing in the office during the day was instantly replaced by a wave of loss.
However, she did not show any obviousness, didn't care, and did not ask Mo Junhao to take her with her, but nodded to him with a smile:
"That's right. You should take some time to accompany them. It's okay for me. You don't need to follow me every day. Besides, I had already made an appointment with Zijin to go out for a long holiday. You don't have to worry about me, really."
She smiled relaxed, but felt lonely in her heart, and her eyes were unknowingly retracted.
Mo Junhao looked at her smile that was relaxed and indifferent, and his thin lips moved slightly, and some indescribable emotions flashed in his azure blue eyes.
He bent down and kissed her forehead in a complicated manner, with a soft voice, "Follow."
His voice sounded a little ethereal, and this "fool" that made Han Zhiqing feel inexplicably could not say what kind of emotion it was.
Han Zhiqing leaned in his arms, took away the loss in her eyes, closed her eyes, and said nothing more.
The next day, Mo Junhao accompanied Han Zhiqing for one day, but it was rare that he did not stay at her house that night.
Instead, he said goodbye to her very proactively and returned to the Mo family.
Han Zhiqing knew that they were going abroad for a trip the next day, so he wanted to go home early to prepare, so of course she did not take the initiative to keep him.
After saying good night to him, he watched Mo Junhao's car leave the villa halfway up.
Close the door, and in the quiet villa, she was the only one left.
During this period, she had gradually gotten used to Mo Junhao's existence, and when he suddenly left, the feeling of loneliness that he could no longer get used to again surged into her heart again.
Even more heart-wrenching than before.
Looking at the empty hall, there was only one she left. There was no Mo Junhao playing rogue with her, nor did he play with her around, she found that she was so afraid of loneliness.
Suddenly, she stood in the living room and sneered, but her heart was extremely depressed.
The first time she was looking forward to a long holiday, a long holiday that she could spend with him, but once again brought her back to the starting point.
Her vacation is just her vacation alone and has nothing to do with anyone.
The next day, Han Zhiqing woke up from the bed, and there was no longer the breath of Mo Junhao in the empty room.
He walked to the kitchen habitually, and looked at the cold area there, and subconsciously paused.
She was so used to his existence, and he would prepare breakfast for her every day to wait for her.
I even forgot that he accompanied his parents on a trip today, and still came to the kitchen naturally, waiting for the breakfast that belonged to her.
Sitting quietly at the dining table, looking at the huge kitchen, only the cold loneliness responded to her.
She sat at the dining table for a while, before she stood up, turned on the refrigerator herself, took out two eggs and walked to the stove.
Thanks to Mo Junhao, she finally knew that oil was needed to fry eggs.
Thinking of this, she sneered, even though there was no smile in her eyes.
He poured some oil into the pan, recalling Mo Junhao's actions of fried eggs, and barely frying the two eggs to be edible, but they still didn't look very good even if they were sold.
But at least, it won't be so harsh like the first time.
After a moment, the fried egg was poured out of the pan, put it on the plate, and ate it quietly alone.
Without him, even eating these two eggs felt much slower.
Obviously, when he was here, he always touched her restlessly and disturbed her from having breakfast, but why, now that he is gone, she is eating even slower.
She frowned slightly, and she didn't have much thought to finish the two eggs slowly.
After packing the dishes, she got up and walked to the living room to sit down. After hesitating for a while, she got up and picked up the phone and dialed Su Zijin's phone number.
"Hey, honey."
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"It's nothing, I just ask if you have time today and go out and have fun together."
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"Oh, you have already gone to Paris?... It's okay, we haven't seen each other for three years. This time you finally returned to China and just wanted to invite you to have fun together... Next time, I'll talk about it when you come back... Well, bye."
After hanging up the phone, Han Zhiqing's mood seemed a little depressed, her eyes looked out the window quietly, and her eyes were blinking quietly.
Now, he should be on the plane.
She stared at the dark blue sky, not knowing how long she had been standing against the window. The doorbell rang at this time, interrupting all her thoughts.
His eyes subconsciously turned to the door, and his fingers hanging beside the bed moved slightly.
Who else will come to find her at this time?
With a little confused in her eyes, she lifted her feet, pursed her lips, walked to the door, and opened the door.
In front of me was the handsome face that had just been circling in her mind, her beautiful blue eyes were full of smiles, and she was looking at her, with a gentle and doting smile on the corner of her mouth.
Han Zhiqing was a little stupid. She looked at Zhang Junyan in front of her, and was stunned for a long time but couldn't speak.
The whole person just stared at Mo Junhao in a dumbfounded manner, feeling more and more that the face in front of him was too dreamy, so dreamy that there was no real feeling.
The hand that was parked on the door handle trembled involuntarily, and tears faintly shone in his eyes.
"Silly woman, why don't you let me in?"
Mo Junhao's soft voice sounded in front of her with doting, and his hands gently brushed her dazed cheeks.
Finally, Han Zhiqing came to her senses from shock and shock, but the movement in her eyes did not curl.
At this moment, she realized how much she wanted to see him.
Seeing him appear here, she wanted to throw herself into his arms and tell him how much she missed him and thought about him from the beginning of the morning.
But in the end, she still controlled her emotions well, opened the door, and gave him a way.
In his smiling eyes, he pulled into the room.
"Aren't you going abroad?"
She was pulled by him and sat down on the sofa, and couldn't help but ask.
But Mo Junhao looked at her and raised his lips slightly: "Didn't you say you had made an appointment with Zijin? Why are you staying at home alone now?"
She was so stuck in her chest by his question that she couldn't say anything for a moment.
She lowered her head, pursed her lower lip and said in a low voice: "Zi Jin and her family are going to Paris."
In fact, she just used Zijin to make excuses Mo Junhao that night, and she had no intention of making an appointment with Zijin.
Their family went out for a trip, so why did she do with her when she had nothing to do?
I just didn't want Mo Junhao to know that he couldn't do without him, so I used Zijin as an excuse.
Mo Junhao looked at his head with a pitiful look, and shook his head helplessly.
He was not willing to leave her here alone. The night before yesterday, he just wanted to try her.
He wished she could speak and let him stay with her, or let him take her with her, as long as she spoke, he would not refuse her at all.
However, she still didn't speak. Even though he saw the faint loss in her eyes, she still forced herself to hide with a smile in front of him.
This silly girl should be her request, why didn't she want to mention it?
The moment he saw her opening the door for him in a set of pajamas, the surprise and disbelief in his eyes made him feel madly distressed.
Chapter completed!