"But my wife said that pregnant women should not go hungry."

The butler lowered his head, and a little innocent in his low tone.

When Mo Junhao heard this, his voice became heavy again, and there was a little displeasure and domineering in his blue eyes: "Didn't you say it earlier!"

"I...I want to say..."

The housekeeper wanted to explain to him, but was interrupted by Mo Junhao's cold eyes.

Retracting his old head innocently, he consciously exited the room.

Why is the young master so domineering? It was obvious that he asked Miss Han to sleep for a while, but in the end it was all blamed on him.

The old housekeeper was so aggrieved that he got down from the upstairs. At this time, there was no one else in the restaurant except Mo Mingyang and his wife.

Kaila knew that Han Zhiqing lived in the Mo family, so she naturally would not follow her door and insult her.

Mo Mingyang looked at the old butler's grievance when he came down from the upstairs and chuckled: "Have you scolded by the young master?"

Sure enough, no one knows a son than a father!

The butler sighed in his heart, as if he was about to complain, nodded to Mo Mingyang and told them what had happened in the room just now.

After listening, Mo Mingyang and his wife covered their mouths and laughed out loud. Catherine looked at Mo Mingyang and said happily:

"I just said that only Zhiqing will make him look like a fool."

"Forget it, don't worry about them. With him here, no one will take care of Zhiqing better than him. Let's have a meal first."

"All right."

Because of being a grandmother, Catherine was in a very good mood. Since she learned that Han Zhiqing was pregnant, her mood has been in an excited state and has not calmed down.

Even now when eating, I look like I am dancing.

Mo Mingyang looked at his beloved wife. In his memory, Catherine always looked calm and elegant, and he rarely saw her like this.

It seems that Zhiqing is not only changing his son, but also his wife, she has completely changed it.

Mo Mingyang said in his heart.

Although Mo Junhao was also worried that the pregnant woman would not be hungry and wanted to wake Han Zhiqing, she still couldn't bear to wake her up seeing that she was sleeping so soundly.

Judging from her appearance, it seems like she hasn't slept so well in a long time, right?

"Silly girl..."

He lay beside her, stroked her cheek with heartache, his tone full of pain.

Han Zhiqing slept very well and did not wake up after a few hours. It was not until midnight that she moved her feet in a little uncomfortable manner before her eyes opened slightly.

"Hiss~~"

The subconscious voice made Mo Junhao, who was lying on his side, sleeping beside her, suddenly woke up.

"What's wrong? Zhiqing!"

I immediately sat up nervously, reached out to caress Han Zhiqing and sat up. Seeing that she wanted to bend down, but her calf was so painful that she couldn't move.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Mo Junhao's blue eyes were filled with tension and worry, and he stared at her frowning face.

"The calf...the calf is cramped again."

"cramp?"

He looked at Han Zhiqing's uncomfortable look and didn't think too much. He immediately held her body with one hand and gently rubbed her calves with the other:

"Come on, I'll rub it for you."

His hand gently pressed on her calf and kneaded her, but he was worried that she would hurt too much and dared not use too much force at all.

After being rubbed like this for a while, the sensation of the soreness on his feet was relieved a little.

He looked up at Mo Junhao and saw that he was still rubbing her calves with concern. At this time, the perfect side face was facing him, revealing unconcealed tension.

She quietly looked at him so nervously, her eyes were very moved, and a faint curve was raised at this moment.

Tears shone in her eyes. Several times, she asked herself in her heart what was so attractive to him and made him whisper to her like this.

There is completely missing the natural dignity and pride of a rich young master.

In front of her, he always lacked arrogance, loved and pityed her so much.

The housekeeper said that when the young master tortured her, he was torturing himself more. Now, she is really convinced more and more.

The corners of her mouth moved slightly, she reached out, held his hand, and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Doesn't it really hurt?"

Mo Junhao was still a little worried.

"Um."

Give him a reassuring smile, she nodded to him.

Seeing that the expression on her face was no longer uncomfortable, he felt relieved.

Suddenly, he walked off the bed as if he was thinking of something, and half-squatted beside her, saying, "Are you hungry? I'll cook dinner for you."

"dinner?"

Han Zhiqing's eyes turned out the window, and the night enveloped the entire earth. You can tell from the sky that the time for supper had already passed.

His eyes were collected from the window, "It's time to have a midnight snack now?"

She smiled at him and joked.

Mo Junhao was stunned, then laughed, reached out and hooked her nose with a docile touch, and said, "I saw someone sleeping so well, so I'm embarrassed to wake her up."

He reached out, held her hands that were used to being cold, and said seriously: "Then I'll go downstairs and cook midnight snacks for you now?"

"OK."

She smiled and nodded, covered her stomach with her hands, and said, "I'm really hungry."

"Well, sit here and wait for me, I'll go downstairs and cook for you."

"Hey, wait a moment."

Han Zhiqing reached out and quickly grabbed him, walked down from the bed, walked to him, and said, "I have been sleeping for too long, and I want to move on, so I'll go down with you."

Mo Junhao was stunned by her proposal. The next second, he actually laughed in a panic, "Okay."

He held her hand with his backhand, and he opened the door, held her hand, and walked downstairs.

Han Zhiqing lowered her eyebrows and smiled at the wide palm in front of her, covering her entire hand. A touching smile spread in her eyes, with some indescribable emotions.

At this time, it was late at night, and the servants had gone to bed. In the huge living room, there were only Mo Junhao and Han Zhiqing.

"You sit here for a while, I'll go to the kitchen to sit for you to eat."

Mo Junhao led Han Zhiqing to the sofa and sat down, bent down and kissed her forehead, and then prepared to go to the kitchen, but Han Zhiqing was still pulled.

"I've had too much rest, just want to walk around."

She stood up from the sofa, smiled and held Mo Junhao's arm, and said, "If you need any help, just say it."

"you?"

Mo Junhao looked at Han Zhiqing with a pretentious look and said, "Do you know you should add oil first when frying eggs?"

"Mo Junhao, don't go too far, don't tell me about that."

She stretched out her slender fingertips and pointed at Mo Junhao's innocent face, narrowed her eyes and warned.

"Yes, I will definitely not say it next time."

Mo Junhao covered his mouth in a good mood, and pulled Han Zhiqing towards the kitchen with a smile, "Since you want to help so sincerely, let's help me."

"OK."

Han Zhiqing followed him, nodded to him with a smile, and calmly curled the reluctance and pain in her eyes.

If you can get along with him for a while, just let her be greedy for a while.

She looked at Mo Junhao's busy back with intent eyes, her eyes full of pain.

Sorry, Mo Junhao, I can't even know that I can't stay with you for the rest of my life, but I still dominate you and your heart so selfishly.

You should have a better girl worthy of you. Only when I leave can I slowly walk out of your world.

Forgive me for being selfish, and for being selfish for taking over your heart for so long. I'm sorry, please forgive me.

She looked at Mo Junhao's back quietly, and did not dare to move her eyes away for a moment. She just wanted to keep staring at him and seal his appearance in the deepest part of her memory forever.

His eyes were stinging violently, but he could only stand beside him with a smile and swallow all the bitterness in his heart.

Mo Junhao suddenly turned around at this time, shocking her to look unnaturally, as if he was worried that the emotions in her eyes would be discovered by him.

At this moment, Mo Junhao was in such a good mood that it was hard to describe it in words, so he naturally would not notice the strangeness in Han Zhiqing's eyes. Seeing her standing behind him and smiling at him, he narrowed his blue eyes and walked towards her. "Didn't you say you want to help me? You dare to stand here and be lazy."

With long arms wrapped around her waist, she looked at her with a lower eyebrows and smiled, and continued:
To be continued...