The corners of Huo Jingchen's eyes were sour, his head was buried in her neck socket and he didn't make a sound, hugging her tightly.

If she remembered her previous life, how could she continue to accompany him.

I guess I won't be able to avoid it.

She hated him so much that she would rather die than stay with him.

Zhao Siqing comforted him softly, although he didn't understand why he was so sad all of a sudden.

"Let's go get some sleep." After a while, Zhao Siqing spoke softly.

Huo Jingchen slowly raised his head and looked at her silently.

*

After Zhao Siqing went to bed, he waited for a while before Huo Jingchen came over.

She turned her back in his direction and listened to his footsteps, which was actually a little nervous.

After all, it was the first time she had shared a bed with a man and grown so big.

Not long after, the bed on his side sank, and Huo Jingchen slowly lay on the bed, but this time, he was still lying outside the quilt as before.

He approached her from behind, wrapped her in his arms, and couldn't help but whisper her name: "Qingqing." ”

His voice was hoarse with unspeakable emotion.

Zhao Siqing asked softly: "Won't it be cold if you don't cover the quilt?" ”

"No, I'll just hold you." Huo Jingchen spoke slowly, his voice hoarse.

He had no control over her at all, and it was impossible for him not to react when she stayed in his pajamas for a while.

He was afraid that he would scare her, that she would hate her.

Hearing this, Zhao Siqing didn't say anything more, after all, she didn't know how determined she was to let him sleep in the bed, and she was really embarrassed to insist on inviting him to sleep in the bed.

Huo Jingchen hugged Zhao Siqing tightly, kissed her side cheek and whispered, "Sleep." ”

"Yes."

Zhao Siqing responded and gently closed his eyes.

Because of the thick quilt, she didn't feel too strange sleeping in his arms, and even his body temperature and breath were slowed down a lot by the quilt, so that she didn't feel too ashamed.

The room gradually fell silent, but the sky was already white.

I don't know if it's because of him by my side, or because of that dream, Zhao Siqing has never felt sleepy anymore.

She moved slightly, turning to look at the man in front of her.

He was so close to her, so close that she could see every one of his eyelashes by the faint light of the bedside.

Zhao Siqing couldn't help but think, how could there be such a good-looking man in the world?

She leaned over and lightly imprinted a kiss on his face, Huo Jingchen quickly opened his eyes, his dark eyes stared directly at her, and he couldn't see his thoughts clearly.

Zhao Siqing smiled lightly at him and didn't make a sound.

Huo Jingchen's Adam's apple moved slightly, looking at the woman's curved eyes, his body quickly reacted.

He lowered his head, brought her a little closer, and said in a hoarse voice, "Be nice, or I'll make you cry." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Siqing's ears turned a little red, and he didn't dare to make a sound again.

The two of them were silent for a long time, but neither of them was sleepy.

Zhao Siqing was full of sleep, but Huo Jingchen was preoccupied and had no sleepiness at all.

Half an hour later, Zhao Siqing asked softly, "Are you asleep?" ”

Hearing her soft voice, Huo Jingchen slowly opened his eyes and looked at her without speaking.

Zhao Siqing met his narrow black eyes and asked softly, "Will you be like him?" ”

"What." Huo Jingchen's voice was hoarse, and he didn't understand her question for a while.

Zhao Siqing looked at him and asked softly, "Will you be like the man in your dream?" ”

Hearing her question, Huo Jingchen's Adam's apple moved slightly.

Facing her clear and warm eyes, Huo Jingchen slowly spoke, and his voice was a little obscure: "No." ”