Han Zhiqing, who was held in his arms, froze slightly, but did not deny it. She just quietly retreated from his arms and smiled slightly at him: "If I didn't even react at all, I wouldn't have conceived your child."

Mo Junhao turned black again because of her words: "You still don't admit that you love me? Is it interesting to continue to cheat like this? Han Zhiqing!!"

Mo Junhao was anxious. He had no idea what else to let Han Zhiqing give her heart.

But when Han Zhiqing looked at him, she shook her head with a wry smile, and said, "Mo Junhao, I'm not going to lie to you, I admit... I fell in love with you, I fell in love with you for a long time ago."

She looked directly into Mo Junhao's eyes, and looked at her feelings in the first time, saying, "But, so what if I fall in love? Mo Junhao, I don't know how to love someone or trust someone, I... I don't even believe myself, how can I trust you?"

She stood in front of Mo Junhao and cried helplessly. She kept shaking her head at him: "Mo Junhao, it's useless. Even if I admit that I fell in love with you from the beginning, it's useless. Do you know? I dare not trust anyone. I'm so scared. I'm afraid of giving anyone a chance to hurt me. I don't want to do this, Mo Junhao."

When she said this, her emotions became more and more excited, "If I could choose, I really don't want to know you. In this way, I can live safely in my own world. I won't be so afraid of falling in love with you, and I won't let myself fall in a state of fear. Mo Junhao, you are right, I am really afraid of you. From the first time I saw you at the Han family, I was very afraid of you. I was afraid that I would fall in love with you. I repeatedly wanted to stay away from you, thinking that in this way, I could still live quietly in my own world without giving anyone another chance to hurt me, but I found that it was useless... useless..."

Tears of pain surged out from her eyes like springs. Every word and every tear she said tightly hurt Mo Junhao's heart at this time.

He looked at her in such a painful look with a careless face, but found that he could not help her at all.

"Even if I avoid you, I still can't help but fall in love with you. Mo Junhao, what should I do? Whenever I think I have the courage to try to live with you for the rest of my life, I find that it's just deceiving myself. I can't deceive myself. Mo Junhao, I love you, but I'm not suitable for you. I don't have the courage to love you for the rest of my life. I will always be frightened when I'm with you. I'm sorry, I can't do it, I'm sorry..."

After she finished these words, she ran away crying.

"Mo Junhao, I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

"Zhiqing! Zhiqing!!!"

Mo Junhao chased her nervously. Han Zhiqing didn't run fast, and Mo Junhao grabbed her in a few steps.

Her distressed eyes locked her painful face tightly together, and her long arms brought her into her arms, frowned with pity, and said:

"It's okay, don't say sorry, as long as you admit that you love me, I will give you time and give you enough courage to live with me for the rest of your life."

Her hands were tightly holding her trembling body, and her voice became choked because of her pain.

She was able to express her fear to him and recognize her feelings to him, which was the greatest gift for him.

He believed that one day, she would be open and be with him.

Looking at her face full of pain at this moment, how could he bear to force her?

At this time, he even hated himself, and there was no way to help her to remove the deepest panic and shadow in her heart for her.

What exactly is the reason that makes her become so resistant and afraid of men?

He frowned, too many questions circling in his mind, but he couldn't find the answer from her.

Su Zijin?

This name suddenly came to his mind. This person who made Han Zhiqing trust so trustworthy must have known a lot of things about her.

At this moment, a strange color flashed across his eyes. He hugged Han Zhiqing's still trembling body, comforting her slightly excited mood, and said softly: "Be good, don't be sad. If a pregnant woman cries too much, it will hurt her eyes."

He bent down to look at her, reached out to wipe away the tears from her face, and joked: "If such beautiful eyes are hurt by crying, the baby will come out in the future, but he will laugh at you."

Han Zhiqing's emotions are still fluctuating greatly

In fact, she really wanted to be with him, but she really didn't know what to do. She had no choice and couldn't find a way.

"Come on, let's go home first. After standing for so long, if you are not tired, your baby will protest."

Seeing that Han Zhiqing's emotions had not calmed down, Mo Junhao felt distressed and worried.

He reached out and pulled her towards the side of the car, opened the door for her to let her sit in, returned to the cab and sat down, adjusted the seat, covered her suit on her, and gently kissed her on her painful eyes.

He spoke softly: "Be obedient, close your eyes and have a good sleep."

Water vapor was still lingering on his eyelashes, and Han Zhiqing's eyes were staring tightly on Mo Junhao's face, as if he wanted to see him thoroughly.

Seeing this scene, Mo Junhao couldn't help but chuckled, rubbed her hair docilely, and said, "It's not like this that I'll never see you, why stare at me like this?"

Her wide palm covered her eyes, "As long as you are obedient, close your eyes to sleep."

After a while, he felt his eyes closed under his palms. He smiled and let go of his hands. Sure enough, he saw that Han Zhiqing's eyes were closed and that there was still water vapor on his eyelashes.

Maybe she has been tense for the past few days, but now she has fallen asleep in a few seconds as soon as she closes her eyes.

Han Zhiqing's snoring sound came from his ears. Mo Junhao turned his head and the once familiar tenderness and pampering slid in his eyes.

He couldn't help but leaned down and kissed the mist left on her eyelashes. Looking at her still frowning brows, his eyes were filled with heartache.

"Silly, what are you afraid of?"

He stared at her blankly, unable to help but lose his mind, his eyes full of pity.

On her forehead, there were scars that hit the wall when she was tortured by him, and there were bruises on her arms that had been pulled by him.

At this moment, Mo Junhao wished he could slap him a few times. He was so crazy that he could treat her like this? Damn!!!

He cursed himself in annoyance, and his hands brushed the blood red oozing from the wound that was wrapped in gauze, his eyes full of apology.

After staring at her sleeping face for a long time, he reluctantly retracted his gaze from her face, started the car, and drove towards the Mo family mansion.

Compared to the speeding speed at the beginning, the car was climbing slowly at a speed of 30 kilometers per hour, as if a little bigger movement would wake up the sleeping people beside him.

It took almost three times the time to drive into the Mohist door at the speed of an ant.

Getting out of the car, he carefully carried Han Zhiqing out of the car.

The butler was shocked when he saw him coming back with Han Zhiqing in his arms and immediately came forward, "Young Master."

"Shh! Don't make noise."

Frowning unhappily, he interrupted the butler's voice, and then walked upstairs with Han Zhiqing in his arms.

In the living room, the butler looked at Mo Junhao's gentle back again with a dumbfounded look, blinking foolishly with wrinkled eyes.

"Is the young master really a ruptured personality?"

He spoke so rebelliously.

In the past few days, he almost saw the young master's extremely violent appearance, and now he is extremely gentle. More importantly, these two extreme expressions are only facing one person.

No one believes that no one believes that he has split his personality.

Mo Junhao hugged Han Zhiqing and returned to the room, gently putting her on the bed.

For the first time in this room, he felt so warm and bright. He thought that he would never have to face the deadly loneliness alone in the dark.

Because the woman he loved deeply, today she also told him in person that she loved him!

Even though she doesn't have enough courage to stay with him for the rest of her life, he has, has courage, confidence, and still has time.

He could give her all these, and the only thing he wanted was that she loved him too.

He sat by her bed and did not leave. It was rare to stay together so quietly and happily with her. At this time, Mo Junhao was even willing to give all his money to exchange for such a short moment.

Sitting beside her and listening to her gentle snoring slid across his ears would make him unable to help but raise the corners of his doting mouth.

His eyes were cast towards Han Zhiqing's lower abdomen. He reached out and gently poked up. His eyes couldn't help but reveal his tenderness as a father. He lowered his voice and said to Han Zhiqing's lower abdomen:

"You have to be obedient inside, not naughty, not wake up mommy to sleep, do you know?"

He was alone, like a fool, talking to Han Zhiqing's lower abdomen, as if he was having a great time and did not feel tired.

Sitting on the bed, he talked with one click and one sing for a long time until the butler gently knocked on his door.

"Young Master, it's time for dinner. Do you want Miss Han to get up and have a meal?"

Seeing Mo Junhao sitting on the bed like a fool and talking to Han Zhiqing's lower abdomen, the housekeeper was even more shocked.

If the young master was not stupid this time, he would be even more unbelievable.

Mo Junhao frowned unhappily because of the sound of the butler suddenly breaking in. He subconsciously turned his eyes out the window, and found that the sky had begun to darken.

When you stay with her, time passes very quickly.

A happy smile appeared in his eyes.

"Young Master?"

"Wait a minute! Didn't you see her sleeping? Let her sleep for a while."
Chapter completed!