novelraw Chapter 248 Can You Try to Like Me (1)
Chapter 248 Can You Try to Like Me (1)
He stared at her in silence, instead gripping her hand tighter.Qiao Mo tugged at her hand, trying to break free from his large hand, but after a few seconds, her fingers were a little red, and she still couldn’t break free.
"Fu Nancheng, I..."
But she didn’t know when his face got so close; when she looked up, her lips brushed against his slightly cool, thin lips, gently pressing together.
Qiao Mo froze, her heartbeat quickened, thumping...
She looked at him in a daze, inexplicably nervous.
His gaze was deep, as dark as the night before dawn, so profound it seemed as if it could drip water.
Before she could dodge, his large hand gently fell on her waist, and his moist tongue lightly licked her lips, attempting to deepen the kiss.
Qiao Mo’s ears instantly turned a few shades redder, and her cheeks felt a bit hot.
She hurriedly stepped back a few steps, not daring to meet his gaze.
His eyes were a bit deep but he didn’t force her, gently letting go.
In the elevator, it was only the two of them, and it became particularly quiet for a moment, with an inexplicable romantic atmosphere.
Qiao Mo stood by his side, her throat dry, inexplicably feeling very stifling here.
Not long after, the elevator doors finally opened.
Only then did Qiao Mo feel a bit cooler.
As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she clearly sensed gazes surrounding them, all falling on Fu Nancheng with amazement and admiration, so fixed they wouldn’t move.
He frowned his handsome brows slightly, seemingly a bit dissatisfied.
With a slight glance up, his icy gaze swept over, and the mall, which was somewhat noisy, suddenly fell silent, with those who had been peering quickly lowering their heads, too afraid to make a sound, terrifyingly quiet.
"Mommy... why is that uncle wearing slippers in the mall..."
A childish voice sounded beside them, both Fu Nancheng and Qiao Mo looked up.
A boy around three years old looked curiously at Fu Nancheng’s slippers, his round little face paired with a bowl-cut hairstyle, exceptionally cute.
"Don’t talk nonsense." His parent hurriedly smiled apologetically at Fu Nancheng and Qiao Mo, quickly picking up the child and leaving swiftly.
The little boy was held in his mother’s arms but couldn’t help making faces in the direction of Qiao Mo and Fu Nancheng.
Qiao Mo couldn’t help but laugh lightly.
Seeing her finally smile, his gaze softened a bit, he approached her and said softly, "Do you like it?"
"Hm?" Qiao Mo turned her head to look at him, not reacting immediately to what he meant.
"If you like, let’s have one." He looked at her steadily, speaking slowly.
Qiao Mo was stupefied: "Have... have one?"
"Two would be fine too."
Qiao Mo felt a bit dazed, looking at him in a trance.
Did he mean to have a child with him?
At that thought, Qiao Mo found it utterly absurd, even outrageous!
How could a man like him possibly let a woman like her have his child?
Looking up again, she saw him still seriously watching her, making Qiao Mo think for a moment that he might be quite serious...
Avoiding his gaze, she glanced at his slippers and said softly, "Maybe we should buy some clothes first."
His dark eyes were intense, opening his mouth slowly, "I didn’t bring money."
Qiao Mo was slightly stunned but looking at him wearing a suit over his pajamas, it was not surprising that he didn’t bring money.
"You... why did you come out in your pajamas?" Qiao Mo couldn’t help but speak, as such behavior truly did not match Fu Nancheng’s status.
He remained silent, just quietly watching her.
Uncomfortably avoiding his gaze, Qiao Mo said softly, "Let’s go buy some clothes first."