Chapter 133 Sleeping Beside You

of the park.At first, she thought the child had been injured. She cautiously approached him and, luckily, found that he was unharmed. Unluckily for her, it seemed as though she had gotten herself en...She didn't know how she left... she just felt dazed and confused.

When they returned to the mansion, the maids were astonished by their mud-covered appearance and speechless. The butler stood beside them, trying his best to sound calm as he said, "Dinner is ready."

The originally prepared dinner had already gone cold.

The man with a grim expression didn't say another word, as if he didn't want to see her anymore. He turned around and went back to Dongwan as soon as he came back.

"Madam, why don't you have some hot soup first..."

Fang Da Ma saw that she was dazed and looked frightened. She didn't even bother asking her to take a bath and clean up, but immediately instructed the maidservant to heat some congee soup to calm her nerves.

Qiao Bao'er followed Fang Da Ma to the restaurant and sat down, drinking half a bowl of hot soup expressionlessly.

Flavorless.

At last, the old lady accompanied her back to the bedroom. As they walked, she couldn't help but whisper a reminder, "Madam, Young Master Zhimu has been rather cold since he was young. There are some things he doesn't want to talk about, so don't provoke him. While you're in our Jun family, just do your duty. Don't meddle in his affairs."

One cannot control the affairs of a king, even if one wishes to.

Qiao Baier remained silent, her face still slightly pale. She took heavy steps up the familiar stairs and walked towards her bedroom.

Jo Bao'er froze at the doorway, too afraid to step forward. The man inside the room was also slightly taken aback, his left hand still holding a lit cigarette, which he extinguished immediately as if it were a habit.

Their eyes met, both expressions strained with complex emotions.

"Madam, please remember not to anger him again." Fang Da Ma stood at the door, her voice low as she repeated the reminder, afraid that Qiao Bao'er had done something else to provoke their young master into a furious rage.

As she said this, Qiao Bao'er was gently pushed forward by Fang Da Ma, and her steps followed the force.

The door slammed shut.

In the spacious room, there were only him and her. It felt strangely eerie and cold, with an awkward air of unfamiliarity.

After about five minutes of silence, she stood by the door frame, not taking another step forward. She kept her head half-lowered and just stood there.

And the man on the balcony was gazing at her with a complex look, clearly seeing her anxious profile...

Suddenly, he seemed unable to bear the atmosphere, as if annoyed by something. His brows furrowed even tighter, suppressing the strong emotions in his chest. He took long strides and walked closer to her.

She could feel the heavy tread of his anger, and she abruptly looked up, her face flushed with bewilderment.

As if afraid of something, afraid of what just happened...

However, Jun Zhi Mu did walk towards her, but his eyes no longer looked at her. Instead, he walked past her, stretched out his hand to twist the doorknob, and stepped out with heavy footsteps...

This space, he will be anxious when she is here.

"Shepherd of the Lord..."

He was suddenly tugged at the corner of his garment, held tightly. The man who had moved half a step away from her, with a cold and stern face, showed a flicker of astonishment.

"Your shepherd, I didn't mean to make you angry. I was just afraid…" She kept her head down, speaking in a hushed voice.

His voice was low and laced with anger.

But when the lord looked at her cheek with a tilt of his head, he saw that there were tears welling in the corners of her eyes. The words died on his lips before he could speak them.

"That car accident..." Qiao Bao'er's voice was low, as if she were recalling something, hesitant and choked with emotion.

"You were in front of me, protecting me. Your body was so cold, and then I smelled a strong metallic scent… It was dark, I couldn't see anything. I kept calling your name, but you didn't answer. I called for you for so long…"

Her eyes were red-rimmed, and some hot tears were too heavy to bear, falling one by one...

"Your shepherd, I am afraid..."

"You're not telling me anything, I just want to know... I don't need you to protect me, I don't want you to get hurt."

At that point, she couldn't help but cry out, turning her body sideways and clutching the tall man in front of her with both hands, hugging him tightly around his powerful waist.

She buried her head at his chest, sobbing intermittently, "…I'm so scared, so scared something will happen to you, and I won't know anything, I won't be able to help you at all… I feel so useless…"

Junzhi Mu's body was tense, his stern face completely shocked.

He didn't know what to say. He hadn't expected her to say these things, and he had never imagined that this woman would be crying in his arms.

She mumbled about something else, her voice full of guilt and humility...

"... Qiao Bao'er, you really cry more and more."

He didn't know what to say, so he looked down at her wiping away tears, as if she had been deeply wronged. His heart felt a mix of helplessness and a strange warmth.

"It's not that I'm a crybaby, it's... I'm... I'm pregnant. It's my son that's affecting me."

She cried and stubbornly argued back.

This left Junzhimu speechless for a moment, unsure whether to laugh or cry.

“My son will definitely be a crybaby after he's born.”

He leaned down, his face pressing against hers, streaked with tears. He whispered softly in her ear, "Boys who cry too much won't find a wife, don't cry..." He tried his best to come up with something humorous.

Qiao Baoer wasn't sure if this was him comforting her, or not. Anyway, the ice cube wouldn't say any sweet nothings, so she might as well take it as a rare display of tenderness.

She remembered one time, he saw her crying and just said, 'You look ugly when you cry.'

Thinking it over, Qiao Bao'er let go of him and immediately went into the bathroom. She probably felt ashamed and shy.

After rinsing under the shower, she walked to the bathroom mirror and made sure her tear-stained eyes weren't as obvious anymore. Then, she put on her robe and walked out.

"I thought you were going to hide in there all night."

Junzhi's shepherd washed himself in the study and stood outside the bathroom door, hesitating for almost half an hour. He didn't go in until she opened the door.

Qiao Baoer's cheeks were a little flushed. She turned her head away without looking at him and climbed straight into bed, pulling the covers over herself to sleep.

She just reflected on herself in the bathroom, thinking that crying into his arms earlier was too embarrassing.

She hadn't intended to tell him her secrets; she had just...

I just don't want to argue with him.

"What are you doing..." Suddenly, the other side of the blanket was forcefully thrown open, startling the woman who had been lost in thought. She immediately turned around with a look of alert suspicion.

"What do you think I should do This is my bed, this is my wife. What do I do" Jun Zhi Mu glared at her with some annoyance before naturally lying down.

She looked at him, feeling a little awkward. When the camel's body shifted, it wanted to move closer to the edge of the bed.

But he suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist. Qiao Ba'er's whole body tensed, not knowing what he was going to do.

Jun's shepherd didn't speak either. His palm was huge, much larger than hers. Unlike those pampered young masters, his palm had some calluses from exercise.

His long fingers trailed over the red mark on her wrist, "Does it hurt" he suddenly asked in a low, ambiguous voice.

It will hurt, just remember that!

He didn't comfort her; this man really wasn't gentle at all.

Qiao Baoer's lips curled into a slight frown, her heart filled with resentment. However, as he held her wrist like this, the touch of their skin sent a tingling sensation through her, and even her heartbeat quickened. into laughter."Lu Qinan, why are you laughing It's very meaningful," Qiao Baoer glared at him."Implication Its implication, hahaha..."Lu Qinan smiled even more arrogantly."These zongzi are made with...