Anyway, such behavior not only hurt each other but also themselves.
After the grandmother left, Mo Ran thought to himself for a long time, and before he knew it, it was dark.
Gu Yixuan pushed open the door and entered, she still lay on the bed curled up.
He squatted down beside her and looked at her empty, confused eyes, a twinge of heartache flashed through his heart.
"It's time to eat," he said softly, stroking her head.
Knowing that Mo Ran had always been pretending to be indifferent, just to leave him, he was really angry and wanted to strangle her. But the thought of her carrying his child made him somewhat happy.
He didn't particularly like children, but he also hoped to have one of his own. If the child was Mo Ran's, he would like it even more.
He couldn't explain his feelings for Mo Ran.
At first, it was possessiveness that haunted him, but gradually, after being with her, he wanted more than just her body.
He wanted her heart too.
