Chapter 4046 The Most Romantic Thing 4

He was very gentle, and his eyes were also gentle. He Huan couldn't stand it. She bit her lip and turned away: "I'm going to take a shower."

Qin Mo smiled, but still lifted the quilt for her, picked her up and walked towards the bathroom.

He Huan almost screamed, "Qin Mo!"

"I'll still hold you. Let me put some hot water in for you to soak for a while." He whispered gently, then carried her in and put her on the edge of the bathtub. He filled the water for her and took care of her just like he took care of Xiao Yihuan.

He Huan was not used to it, but she had to get used to it no matter how much she was not used to it, because he was so strong.

Fortunately, he didn't do anything when the water was full, and let her soak by herself and left very gracefully.

But he told her not to soak for too long.

After Qin Mo left, He Huan soaked in the bathtub alone. It was warm everywhere and very comfortable.

She didn't want to get up at all, but she also knew that her body was too weak to soak for too long, so she got up about a quarter of an hour later, put on a thick bathrobe, dried her hair, and sat in front of the dressing table to apply skin care products.

He was very kind and considerate to her. Even in such a place where he didn't live, he had the brands she often used.

He Huan sat on the chair, looking at the fragile and fair face in the mirror in a trance. Apart from being sick, she also knew that it was the luxurious skin care products that made her fair again. Such a pampered life was actually quite good if she calmed down. Qin Mo was very good to her and very accommodating to her.

But she just felt that something was missing...

And some things happened and they happened. They would not be treated as if they had never happened just because the wound healed.

She didn't know how long it would take for her to recover.

But she thought that the reason she was with Qin Mo was definitely not his unilateral threat.

That was not her character.

But she knew in her heart that she was greedy for such tenderness. At least now she was a little tired and didn't want to move, so she stayed by his side safely and enjoyed his care. She didn't even reject his approach.

Maybe it was because everyone has a fragile time.

He Huan thought quietly. If someone else had such overwhelming wealth and the love of her husband, she would probably wake up from her dream. But He Huan knew that all this love and pampering came at a price.

Freedom is the price.

As He Huan was thinking, there was another person in the mirror, Qin Mo.

He stood behind her, leaning towards her with his hands on the back of the chair, sniffed gently, and whispered: "It smells good."

He Huan bit her lip: "It smells like roses."

"It smells good, and I'll change the smell to this in the apartment in the future." His voice was charming, a tone he used to talk to his lover, gentle and a little strong.

He Huan had to admit that he was indeed a very charming man, but she grew up with him since she was a child, so she might not be so easily fascinated, but occasionally she would be a little absent-minded because of his mature charm.

Just like... now.

She pursed her lips, "Didn't we say we'd have lunch? Let's go downstairs?"

Qin Mo smiled, didn't embarrass her or do anything out of the ordinary, and walked directly in front.

He Huan thought he had made a casual meal, but when he went downstairs, he found out that a Michelin chef was invited to cook it. The lunch was very exquisite, and the atmosphere was just right for the two of them to eat.

Qin Mo pulled out a chair for He Huan, and after she sat down, he sat down too.

The exquisitely decorated hall was playing Bicun music, and it was very relaxing... Qin Mo did not talk about personal matters or company matters, but only mentioned some interesting things about his study abroad.