And she admitted that Mo Junhao was much smarter than her and had many more ideas. He must know the solution, but he just refused to think about it now.

When Mo Junhao heard her say this, he guessed a little in his heart. His thin lips curled up a curve that was not easy to detect, and his blue eyes flashed brightly.

He sat down next to her as if innocent, and said, "But I really don't know what to do."

"Then sit down."

Han Zhiqing replied coldly, her angry black eyes faintly swept across his evil blue eyes, and a trace of defense rose in her eyes.

Her words were exactly what Mo Junhao thought.

At that moment, he saw his thin lips raise a curve full of evil spirits again, sitting next to her, and spitting out two words lightly:

“Okay.”

Without more words, he sat beside her with a smile on his lips, and his eyes were intentionally or unintentionally casting towards Han Zhiqing's quiet side face.

It can be seen that she was already very tired at this time, and her upper and lower eyelids were still fighting heavily, but she probably refused to close her eyes.

Mo Junhao moved his thin lips slightly, and his doting smile gradually climbed up to the corners of his eyes.

He wanted to see how long this silly woman could be stubborn.

Before ten minutes had passed, the people around him could no longer hold on to their feet and their eyelids began to fight.

The whole person has long lost the stubborn strength. His eyelids are sometimes opened and sometimes closed. He is obviously sleepy, but he is still stubborn and refuses to go to bed.

Mo Junhao had no choice but to look at her hanging head, gently stretched out his hand, and leaned her head against his shoulder, but she never struggled again.

A small snoring sound came from the sleeping breath, and she fell asleep quietly leaning against Mo Junhao.

The hands that were holding each other still could not be separated. Mo Junhao sat down like this, lowering his eyebrows to look at the person leaning on his shoulder. At this time, he was sleeping like a child, no longer as sharp as during the day, and looked much quieter.

With tenderness in his doting blue eyes, he couldn't help but lean down and gently kissed her forehead, his eyes full of emotion.

"What a fool and heartbreaking fool."

He looked at her quiet sleepy eyes and said softly, "Zhiqing, what should I do with you?"

Her hands gently stroked Han Zhiqing's sleeping delicate cheeks, and her eyes were filled with tenderness.

The person in his arms didn't know if he heard him, and his originally calm eyebrows were slightly furrowed. After whipping his thin lips for a few seconds, he fell asleep quietly in his arms.

Mo Junhao's thin lips spread a small curve of doting, and he reached out to cover a blanket on the sofa on her body.

Because the two of them held each other's hands and his right hand held her left hand, he could not find a good position to hold her back to the room.

Finally, he shook his head helplessly with a smile, reached out to grab the remote control, and pressed the sound of the TV to the lowest point, but his body did not dare to make any major moves, for fear of waking up the woman in his arms.

That night, he let her lean on his shoulder, and dared not let her lean on her for the whole night without any movement.

This silly woman is by her side, which always makes his mood fluctuate.

Either reach the peak or fall to the trough, all emotions are completely controlled by her every move.

The night passed like this, and Mo Junhao didn't know when he fell asleep. It was really a bit tired when he fell asleep in such a position.

But just as the one leaning on his shoulder was this woman, everything would make him feel happy.

He fell asleep with a smile. In the dream, the woman's smile was still innocent and happy, which made him unable to help but want to embrace her in his arms again and again.

The habitual biological clock made Han Zhiqing wake up on time at that specific time.

When she realized that she was sleeping on Mo Junhao's shoulder, she couldn't help but be shocked.

He lowered his eyebrows and saw that the slender arm was holding him tightly at this time, and his body was covered with a soft blanket, while his other arm was fixedly holding her.

The shoulders never seemed to move.

Her eyes slowly raised on his shoulders, and saw that he was still asleep with his eyes closed, but he seemed not sleeping very peacefully.

The beautiful eyebrows always frown from time to time.

During my sleeping soundly, my hands subconsciously stretched to my right shoulder and kneaded them from time to time.

Han Zhiqing's expression was stunned and looked at his right shoulder that was leaning against. She had not moved this night, so she must have been very sour and numb.

She slept very peacefully and comfortably this night. It is conceivable that he had maintained such a posture that night and never moved, so he didn't disturb her.

She looked at his frowning from time to time, stretched out her hand, gently lifted away his thin short hair that was blocking his smooth forehead, and said softly: "Mo Junhao, you are such a fool."

A few ripples spread in her eyes, and she reached out and gently pushed Mo Junhao's body, "Mo Junhao?... Hao?"

She lowered her voice and called softly in his ear, awakening Mo Junhao, who had not been sleeping very peacefully.

He opened his eyes and saw Han Zhiqing smiling at her, with a moving look in her black eyes.

His originally confused eyes flashed for a moment at this time. Facing the pair of smiling black eyes in front of him, he always lacked much immunity.

"woke up?"

He looked at her and a moving smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Um."

Han Zhiqing nodded gently at him.

His eyes slowly turned to Mo Junhao's right shoulder, and gently put his hand on it, kneading him, "I'm so sore, right?"

The low voice was filled with a slight distress, which easily touched the sweet heartstring in Mo Junhao's heart.

Because of her problem, there was a moving and brilliant color in his eyes.

"Yeah, it's very sour."

He suddenly approached her, "You can help me rub it as repaying me."

He looked cynical again, and he approached her a little bit, making a pitiful look.

Han Zhiqing looked at the distressed look he knew he was pretending to be distressed and laughed softly, "I understand, I'll rub it for you."

Although she knew he was joking with her, she knew very well that she was lying to her in such a position and staying in such a position for a night, saying that she was not sour, was lying to her.

"Thanks."

Mo Junhao smiled happily and pecked her on the face quickly, and quickly made an innocent act before she got angry at him.

"Mo Junhao, do you have to be disabled and unable to move so that you can rest a little calmer?"

She gritted her teeth and stared at Mo Junhao's hippie smiley look and growled.

The movement of rubbing his shoulders for him did not stop.

Mo Junhao looked at her angry and cute appearance, and the smile in his eyes became deeper.

He reached out and held her and placed her on his shoulder and kneaded his little hand. He smiled and said, "If my whole body is ruined, will you take care of me for the rest of your life?"

"I will take care of you myself for the restlessness of your life!"

She glanced at him angrily and said something casually, which made Mo Junhao laugh more and more happily.

Then, he saw him clenching her hands with a serious face, and his voice deliberately sank: "Then you'll ruin my whole body!"

He said this with such a serious expression, which made Han Zhiqing not know whether to be angry or laugh at this time!

"Mo Junhao!"

Apart from shouting at his name, Han Zhiqing found that she had no choice but to do anything to him, especially Mo Junhao, who was acting like a scoundrel and smiling at her.

A loud laughter came from Mo Junhao's mouth. He stretched out his hand and hugged Han Zhiqing's body in a good mood. Then, he couldn't help but sigh.

"How great would it be if you, a woman, always."

Han Zhiqing's face buried on his shoulder was slightly stiff because of his words. A little, she deliberately ignored his words, retreated from his arms, glanced out of the window, and said, "After a night,

The rain finally came out of the sun, let's go outside for a walk."

As he said that, he stood up from the sofa, but was pulled by Mo Junhao, "You haven't eaten breakfast, aren't you hungry?"

When Mo Junhao reminded her, she remembered that she had just woken up and did nothing, and even forgot to wash.

Mo Junhao looked at her in a daze, chuckled again, stood up from the sofa, pulled her up, and said, "Go and wash your face first."

Then, she was taken to the bathroom by Mo Junhao.

The two of them were holding hands really made the movements of the two a little inconvenient, but Mo Junhao seemed a little happy.

Even when washing his face and brushing his teeth, he was entertaining himself because of his sticky hands.

He asked Han Zhiqing to wash his face for him, and then said that he wanted to wash her.

"Mo Junhao, I can wash my face with one hand!"

She angrily grabbed the towel that Mo Junhao reached on her face with her hands, and roared at his giggling handsome face.

"Oh, I thought you couldn't."

He looked at him with an innocent smile and he took his hand back.

The two of them tinkered in the bathroom for a long time before they could barely finish washing up and walked out of the bathroom again.

On this day, the two of them were holding hands inseparable. Wherever he went, she would follow him. He would do whatever she wanted to do.

In short, it was only at this time that the two of them truly verified what it means to be like "glue" and paint.
To be continued...