Mo Han gave a soft "oh" and strode towards the door.

After getting on the carriage, his body quickly warmed up. Compared to the cold outside, the inside of the carriage was as warm as spring.

However, when Mo Han raised her head, she saw Zhao Yi sitting in the driver's seat.

She was stunned suspiciously. Just as she was about to say hello, she saw Fu Yuchen ruthlessly chase him away. "Take a taxi yourself, or have Lawyer Chen drive you back later."

"Young Master …"

Zhao Yi opened his mouth. As soon as he opened his mouth, the black Maba and He immediately drove into the boundless night.

He sighed helplessly and whispered, "It's not like there are only two people in the car. Why must I be kicked out?"

Mo Han sat upright and silent.

Fu Yuchen remained silent and drove with rapt attention.

For a moment, the carriage was so quiet that the needles could be heard.

Half an hour later, Fu Yuchen parked his car in front of an apartment.

He placed his hands on Mo Xiang's plate, his upper body slightly tilted, and his gaze landed on that bright little face.

Ignoring that burning gaze, Mo Han lowered her eyes and whispered, "I'm here. Thank you for sending me back."

With that, she turned around and opened the door.

"Mo Han!" Fu Yuchen suddenly called her name.

Mo Han was stunned for a moment. She turned to look at him and said indifferently, "President Fu, is there anything else?"

Fu Yuchen leaned back in his chair and shrugged helplessly, "I forgot something very important just now."

"…"

Mo Han's eyebrows narrowed as a look of suspicion flashed through her eyes.

Guessing that she wouldn't say anything, Fu Yuchen sighed and continued, "I'm drinking."

"So?"

"So, can you take me in for the night?"

Mo Han took a deep breath and smiled again with narrowed eyes. "Turn left. I remember there's an express hotel there. If you can't drive, you can make do with it tonight."

With that, she pushed open the car door and walked out.

Fu Yuchen gently tugged at the corner of his mouth and hurriedly extinguished his fire to catch up.

Since he had made up his mind to rely on her, he naturally wouldn't waste such a good opportunity to stay in a hotel!

His legs were long and he quickly caught up to Mo Han.

Mo Han immediately stopped and glared at him angrily, "If you don't want to stay in a hotel, you can call Zhao Yi and ask him to take a taxi to pick you up."

Fu Yuchen hesitated and frowned, "Isn't this good? He also needs to rest in the middle of the night."

"Then you …"

Mo Han thought for a moment, then suddenly narrowed her eyes and smiled at him, "You can directly take a taxi when you go out. It's very inconvenient. Or perhaps you can use your mobile phone to call a substitute driver!"

After saying that, she continued to walk forward without turning her head back.

Fu Yuchen followed her step by step, not caring about her coldness at all.

The dim yellow road lights pulled their shadows very long, very long …

The surroundings were very quiet, only the sound of their own footsteps could be heard. Occasionally, the night breeze blew by, and people couldn't help but tighten their jackets.

Mo Han did not look back at Fu Yuchen, nor did she. She walked as fast as usual.

Fu Yuchen followed closely behind Mo Han.

They walked into the elevator one after another and exited the elevator one after another.

From beginning to end, Mo Han didn't say a word. She nodded slightly, as if someone didn't exist at all.

Walking all the way to the tightly shut door, Mo Han suddenly stopped and took a deep breath. After a while, she slowly turned around and raised her head to look at the man in front of her.

His eyes were as dark as an endless abyss, and as vast as the night sky.

Fu Yuchen lowered his eyes and smiled. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly as he frankly greeted the pair of beautiful apricot eyes.

Damn it!

This fellow actually laughed so beautifully!

Mo Han felt that she couldn't handle it anymore. She gritted her teeth and said with a cold face, "I'm home!" The implication is to tell him that you can leave now and I won't take you in.

Fu Yuchen suddenly stuffed his phone into her phone.

Mo Han was stunned for a moment and looked at him suspiciously, "Fu Yuchen, what are you doing with your phone!"

"I don't have a phone, and I don't have any cash with me."

When Fu Yuchen said this, he was exceptionally confident.

Mo Han took a deep breath and suddenly felt an impulse to explode. She deliberately lowered her voice and shouted at him discontentedly, "Fu Yuchen, my temple here is small, and it can't accommodate a Buddha like you."

Fu Yuchen was prepared for his refusal early in the morning. He continued, "I can sleep in the living room or in the floor."

He was determined to stay.

Mo Han didn't say anything else, as if she was speechless from his anger.

Fu Yuchen wasn't in a hurry to get Mo Han to reply. He leaned lazily against the doorframe and smiled faintly at the corners of his eyebrows.

Mo Han bit the corner of her lips and occasionally lifted her eyelids to glance sideways at him, as if she was weighing something.

After a while, just as Fu Yuchen was about to yawn, Mo Han took out a key from her bag and prepared to open the door.

Fu Yu was delighted and quickly straightened his body.

Before entering, Mo Han raised her eyes to look at him and said dully, "You sleep on the sofa!"

Fu Yuchen did not hesitate to agree. He curled his lips and said, "Even if you want to sleep on the sofa, I will not bear to part with it."

"You--"

Mo Han puffed her cheeks and glared at him angrily. She walked in first and decided to ignore him.

But when she walked to the shoe rack, she remembered that she didn't have any men's slippers, so she could only pick up a pair of women's slippers and throw them to him, "You can make do with it!"

Dropping the words, Mo Han walked towards her room.

When she walked out again, she had a thick blanket in her hand and said coldly, "The temperature of the air conditioner should be a little higher. You should be able to cover this blanket."

As he spoke, Mo Han threw the blanket in her hand onto the sofa.

In fact, as long as he could stay for the night, it didn't matter to Fu Yuchen at all. He was willing to sit on the sofa for an entire night.

However, Mo Han brought him a blanket. He was still very happy in his heart, which meant that she cared about him in her heart.

Finally, Mo Han added coldly, "There are new toiletries in the bathroom."

Then she took her clothes and went to the bathroom.

Fu Yuchen curled his lips and lay half-lazily on the sofa, checking the latest e-mail with his phone.

The sofa in Mo Han's house was a little short. If Fu Yuchen lay down, he would have to curl up his long legs.

In the bathroom, Mo Han never thought that she would forget to take the top of her home uniform.

If that fellow wasn't at her house, it wouldn't matter if she went out naked, but … Mo Han took a long breath and almost wanted to go crazy! The clothes he had changed from before were already stained with water.

What should we do?

Walking out of the bathroom, no matter how fast she was, she would definitely attract someone's attention.

After thinking for a while, Mo Han finally made a decision.

She took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. Then, she stretched out her hand and opened the door. She stretched out her small head and gathered her courage to say, "President Fu, can you do me a favor?"

When he heard Mo Han calling him, Fu Yuchen had just finished reading an email. He was slightly stunned for a moment and hurriedly raised his head to look over.

He just happened to see the furry little head that Mo Han had poked out of the bathroom door.

Fu Yuchen narrowed his eyes invisibly and scuffled over with his slightly smaller pair of slippers.

He stopped at the door and asked in a low voice, "What do you want me to do for you?"

"Um" Mo Han bit the corner of her lips. "Can you go to my bedroom and get me a black sweater? It should be in the wardrobe."

Fu Yuchen's thin lips curled up, "It's an honor."

With that, he turned around and went to Mo Han's bedroom.

Mo Han narrowed her eyes and smiled, but she was so angry that she gritted her teeth. If it weren't for his appearance, how could she have forgotten to change her clothes?

The bedroom was very small and the bed wasn't big. It looked only 1.5 meters long and the wardrobe wasn't very big.

Fu Yuchen walked forward and pushed open the wardrobe door.

Mo Han's clothes were few and far between, but they were neatly arranged. He looked up and saw the black sweatshirt on the top.

He hurriedly reached out and picked it up, but he didn't want a pair of lace pants to fall to the ground.

Fu Yuchen was stunned. Looking at the black lace pants lying on the ground, his ears were suddenly dyed crimson.

Mo Han, who was waiting in the bathroom, was a little anxious. She frowned and couldn't help but urge, "President Fu, have you found your clothes?"

Mo Han's voice was soft and tender, and suddenly fell into Fu Yuchen's ears.

His heart tightened and he hurriedly replied, "I found it."

As he spoke, Fu Yuchen hurriedly picked up the pair of lace pants on the ground and pretended to leave as if nothing had happened.

Hearing the sound of footsteps coming from outside the door, Mo Han immediately stretched out a white and tender arm from the crack of the door and whispered, "Just put your clothes in my hand."

Suppressing the strange look in the depths of his eyes, Fu Yuchen put his shirt into the white hand.

In the next second, before he could regain his senses, he heard a "bang" sound. The door in front of him, with a crack in it, suddenly closed.

"…"

You don't even say thank you?

Fu Yuchen narrowed his eyes and turned around to lie back on the sofa, but he no longer had the mood to read the email.

Very quickly, Mo Han walked out of the bathroom, her bright little face flushed red from the heat.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Fu Yuchen subconsciously looked over, and Gu Yowang suddenly surged in the depths of his eyes. Then he asked carelessly, "Have you finished washing?"

Mo Han said softly, "Yes," and said, "You can go in now."

Fu Yuchen wasn't courteous to Mo Han either. After she came out, he immediately walked in.

Just as the door was about to close, Fu Yuchen suddenly poked his head out from the crack of the door and asked, "Mo Han, if I don't change my clothes, you won't dislike me, right?"

Mo Han's feet stagnated, and she almost fell to the ground.

She turned around and glared at him angrily, gritting her teeth and said, "Fu Yuchen, even if you don't change your clothes for a month, it has nothing to do with me."

"…"

How could he not change his clothes for a month!

Immediately after, there was a "bang" sound and Mo Han forcefully closed the bedroom door.

She threw herself directly onto the bed and took out the broken phone from her bag. The screen was shattered like a spider web, and it was completely useless. The metal shell was also slightly twisted.

Mo Han sighed helplessly, tossed her phone to the bedside table, and then retracted into the warm blanket.

After lying down for a few minutes, his stomach suddenly rumbled with hunger.

This feeling of hunger was like waves of tides, completely drowning her in a short while, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Mo Han puffed her cheeks and lay on the bed like a corpse for a while. After that, she got up nimbly, shuffled on the pair of furry slippers, and walked out with large strides.

Unfortunately, as soon as she reached the door, she saw Fu Yuchen walk out of the bathroom.

He only wore a pair of trousers and his muscular upper body … he actually didn't wear anything!

From Mo Han's point of view, he could clearly see the sexy mermaid line on someone's lower abdomen. She grinned, swallowed hard, and looked at him reluctantly.

Fu Yuchen's thin lips hooked, and his pair of deep phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, flickering with an evil aura, "Does it look good?"

"… It looks good."

Mo Han subconsciously replied. When she regained her senses, she almost bit off her tongue.