But Mo Kai did much more than that, but Qiao An didn't know anything at this moment.

At the end of the day, Qiao An was a little tired, so she leaned back in the chair and fell asleep unconsciously.

Until the car stopped and the door beside her was opened, Qiao An felt a pair of gentle hands picking her up in a daze. It was so gentle that she couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream.

But she still moved and leaned into his arms again.

Because that smell was the one she was most familiar with and coveted...the smell of Mo Kai.

Mo Kai lowered his eyes and looked at the woman who was almost nestled in his arms. He stood there for a long time before carrying her through the door and sending her to the bedroom.

He bent down and put Qiao An on the bed, helped her take off her shoes, tucked in the quilt, then sat on the edge of the bed and just watched motionless.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and only sparse moonlight penetrated through the blinds. Mo Kai was like an unmoving statue, his eyes locked tightly by Qiao An's jade-like face.

Qiao An breathed lightly, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly, "Mo Kai..."

As if she was dreaming, she whispered his name.

Mo Kai curled his fingers for a long time and said, "An'an...I'm sorry."

The sound was very light, so light that it seemed as if the wind would blow it away.

Qiao An's eyelids moved at this moment and suddenly opened them.

As if he was about to wake up, he stretched out his hand to pull Mo Kai's sleeves, and said in a soft and hoarse voice, "Mo Kai, am I asleep? Why aren't you asleep?"

In the dim room, Mo Kai's figure was as deep as a mountain, and his face was mixed with the darkness around him. Qiao An couldn't see clearly.

But for some reason, seeing him sitting on the edge of the bed like this, I felt his eyes falling on her... motionless...

Her heart... suddenly started to hurt.

It's the kind of pulling pain that feels like someone is grabbing your heart, so tight that it hurts to breathe.

"Mo Kai..." Qiao An's voice was soft and caring, and she tugged on his sleeve again.

Qiao An didn't know that Mo Kai loved her calling his name so softly and charmingly that her voice turned into rain, but at this moment it almost made his insides almost break.

As if letting himself indulge for the last time, Mo Kai moved closer to her little by little.

Finally, the stern facial features appeared in front of Qiao An's eyes, along with his intoxicating aura.

Qiao An stretched out his arms and wrapped them around his neck.

In the dark night, under the moonlight, the two people's foreheads touched each other, their breaths blended, but they made no further move.

In the eyes of both of them, there was a look of forbearance hidden in the dark night.

After a long time, Qiao An felt a slight change in Mo Kai's aura, and he began... to kiss her.

It's just different from every time before.

Mo Kai gently held her face like a treasure, kissing her every inch, on her forehead, eyes, tip of nose, lips...

This time, he was more gentlemanly and gentle than ever before, as if he was kissing God's will.

Until finally, he pressed down on her lips and remained silent for a long time before opening his lips, "An'an, you go to sleep first, I still have things to deal with..."

After a pause, he said: "Don't wait for me anymore."

Qiao An watched Mo Kai leave and thought he was saying something ordinary.

Outside the room, Gao Yi was already waiting outside.

"Second Young Master, are you leaving now?"

Mo Kai nodded and took two steps, "You don't have to follow me. You go back to Kangcheng and help me protect her. If you have anything, tell me as soon as possible."


Chapter completed!