When Zhao Yancheng went upstairs, what he saw was Huo Jingchen standing in front of Yang Jingqiu's door, his face blue and white for a while.

Zhao Yancheng stood on the side for a while, staring at Huo Jingchen and not moving.

As soon as Huo Jingchen turned around, he was facing Zhao Yancheng who was wearing a vest, his face suddenly became a little more ugly, and he said in a deep voice: "Tomorrow, I will ask Tang Yan to buy you a few sets of pajamas." ”

After the words fell, Huo Jingchen turned around and went back to Zhao Siqing's bedroom with a calm face.

When he walked past Zhao Yancheng, Zhao Yancheng frowned and turned his face to look at him, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his deep pupils.

Until Huo Jingchen was about to close the door, a big hand suddenly stopped his movements.

Huo Jingchen raised his eyes to look at Zhao Yancheng, and said coldly: "Something?" ”

Zhao Yancheng said slowly: "Be good to Qingqing." ”

"I ......" Huo Jingchen was about to speak, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhao Yancheng again: "Don't beat my mother's idea." ”

Huo Jingchen was stunned for a few seconds, but he didn't react for a while.

Zhao Yancheng took a deep look at him, turned around and left to go back to his bedroom.

It wasn't until the door of the opposite room slammed shut that Huo Jingchen finally came back to his senses.

The idea of beating Yang Jingqiu?

Is he crazy or blind!

Oh no.

It's Zhao Yancheng's brain that is in the water!

Huo Jingchen slammed the door shut, his face turned blue with anger.

Huo Jingchen was lying on the bed, looking at the empty side and feeling a little irritable.

It was nice not to sleep with him on the first day of engagement.

Huo Jingchen flipped through WeChat, found Zhao Siqing, and sent her a WeChat message directly: [There is a software called memo in the mobile phone. 】

When Zhao Siqing received WeChat, he was stunned for a few seconds.

Seeing that he had no head or tail, he didn't feel his head for a while, so he simply replied with a message: [You have reached the point where you need to use a memo? 】

Huo Jingchen was hurt by her angry temples, and replied directly: [The coming days are long, there will always be a time for you to cry. 】

Zhao Siqing looked at the words on the screen, and could almost imagine that he would have a dark face and pursed his lips, and his eyes were full of ice.

After struggling with what to reply to for a while, his fingers repeatedly hit the screen a few times, and Zhao Siqing deleted it again.

In the end, he replied directly: [Can you be as mature as me? 】

[Hehe, where are bean sprouts ripe? 】

Zhao Siqing looked at the words 'bean sprouts', and sat up directly from the bed angrily.

Although she doesn't seem to be the sexy type of Nalan Yanran, she can't be linked to bean sprouts.

Huo Jingchen was simply too cautious.

Yang Jingqiu glanced at her lightly and said, "I was shocked at something, I didn't know that I thought Huo Jingchen was pregnant with your child." ”

"He said I was bean sprouts!" 赵思卿气的小脸粉嫩嫩的。

Yang Jingqiu looked at the magazine in his hand and said lightly: "I'll buy you some papaya tomorrow." ”

Zhao Siqing: ......

Zhao Siqing bit her lip lightly and asked Nalan Yanran for help.

A few seconds later, Zhao Siqing also replied to Huo Jingchen with a message: [If you go to participate in the rapid-fire competition, you will definitely win the championship. 】

After replying, Zhao Siqing replied to Nalan Yanran with another message: [Yanran, what is the rapid-fire competition? 】

Nalan Yanran replied: [Pistol rapid fire. 】

Zhao Siqing nodded as if he didn't understand, and on the other side, Huo Jingchen looked at the line of words on the screen, his face was pale, and his narrow phoenix eyes became deeper and deeper.

Good, good.

She has learned to use this kind of pun vocabulary, and she is really skinny now.